The Mysteries of the Court of London Vol. 7 — page 268: what you’re looking at

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FT = 2 oe ee Be eee. eee nn i eee a t FRR MYSCHRIEY- OF THR COURT. on “Oh{ regt asaqped,” excleimed the yougg fo do,” responded Finette; “and you will not be damsel, “tha¢ all my precqutions shall he taken . Jong ere you learn my object. I do not think tha’ with the moat saret I rpgard ap to the result, And! you will then be angry. You must know, deat now farewell for ¢ ° present | You ‘will be sure to | farbers that whatever my faults, I am incapable of meet me herp——’ _ | care you tho object of a jest.” so “ And you, Finette, wil] be sure tp come P” *Woll ‘then, Finette, I will act eccorting “Within the hour that is passing,” she r@- | your bie og: A stout cord, you eay? and ‘I'am renal the outakirt of the grove until you oined: and giving him her harid fora moment, | fo rerpgin On th 1 ‘ sutimon ine into ite denthe? ¥ dqiings for the life pa peek | of me dois sid eepliiation @he glided array from bis presence. nette issued from the wood, and 4 it Te" | into the town. On erriving at fier ynclé’s house, Pathak, wil give 304 2° ja tione now |” she found her fatber siting ins ploomy nood ie | futery at danhact: ep fe anid o parlour, up-staira, above the shop. é ‘hank me” Fafl—and you wil “Where have aa bees; Finatia” be i y sh ~ ald ie . ; y domanded: for through yexation and digapp ithout waiting for & nae, Finette bure ment all his irritable Feelings had sucdientt Pe ived ried feo rc heb pbeeded to her own against his daughter. “TI will not have you way: | chamber, wherd the packed 9 aumbe of artieles in dering about by yourself——you will get int mié- | « toleeshly lange yoarfet-basket ; ‘and slingi.g this ¢hief—and even worse things will happen fo you | to her arm sbe wen} forth from’ the hoyse. than what has already taken paces Progesdiang sttsight tos tavern she urchaged “No, father—never!” exclaimed Hinette vebe- | bottle’ of. tina,’ hich abe plgcod in ‘her basket. ment ly. She hones répylred to o cpernigt’s, at whose eatali- Ga ble ee ré “Then if you mean to keep youreelf atead an Hghment che ight ‘some fluid drug: avd havin respectable fur the future,” continued heg sire, ™ you | also consignell the phist to ber basket, she conti- wauld do well to look out fog some employment, | nued her © * te rt from the town, abe ip to or else for a situatiun. J canpat keep im iia | 6 ter 806—8 port Of open sh theye shp rertined for a few mingtes, wiite neose——~I mean to take @ gituation myself, kew- ever humble it may ve; for } wil} not lige gg a | she poured fosph a iportine of the wiae and 4 burden upon your unqc, who seemg ta grudge ne! ap the bottle with the eontents of the phial pra- every morsel of food we put into our mouths. | oured af the chemiat's. She then pped te the Oh, Fnette! you have been iny ruin !” grove; and ptanging into tle depths, found De “Say not so, father! And yet jt is too true! | Margaux gaxiously expecting her arrival. Relative to that shop which you thought of{ “ You are come, deatest Finetto |” he exclaimed, taking——” springing forward jo yeveive Her; “and al| your “Nangenee, the e@hop!” yopiferated tha ¢¥- prepare pe gre qomplete,” he added, glancing at turnkey: “you know that 7 have not the meansa— | the ok, _ and it is jus} the syme ag if you were thrawiag | % Yee, abe ania. ‘€¥ have not kept yaqu long my poverty in my teeth.” in suspepiee, b whither ane wo ta go? in whioh “ But 1s it not possible,” proceeded Finetfe, “to | direction are we tq bepd our way? and how are raise Rie means what you require " 1 ep én travel?’ . @ } “Ab! if I could make o thousand stones into} ‘is depends, dear girl,” said De Margaux, “ on as maty francs,” exclaimed the ex-turnkey, with | tha extent of eyr resources. To spvak trankly, I morose bitterness, “I might enter 1p pogaension of ain utterly degnded of finds untii we reach the shep to moprow, Hut as it 4s, that idea is @ll Witaerland; and there ——But methought you — vyain' And now, Finette-——” ‘ spoke of a fow handred tranca?” “TF uther,” she interrupted hiu—at the same =“ Yes,” rejoined Finette; nnd then, with an air nme guging on his countenance with a peculiar of ingonpougness, ahe asked, “Will sugh q quin avniticanes,—- will you follow my inatructions P— . guflice to jake us into Switserland 7" LT uean, will vou net ace aiding to the advice Lam! ™ To be sure!” exclaimed De Alargaux; and abut ta give your” grecdily anridus to ascertain tho amount which, “Why, what docs the girl yncan?” exclaimed through poe megiqg of Finctte, he thought hiw- hor wire, thinking for a moment thut her jntellects sclf able to command, he added, “ But let us as- were affected. ” certain preciacly the stato of our finances. Cume, “You musé ask me no questions, but do ag TC leg us aif down tur a few minutes; and we will eget: "=and thee wae something io the dam- deliberate on our plans.” el’. look and mann r which induced her father ta = The damsel sat down accordingly; and De attend very seriously to the words she weg abuut . Margaux placed himeclf by her pide. [ulding tu apeak. yuu basket ja her lap, she opened it, ag if about to What am I to do. Finette 2” he inquired. produce her money and jowela;—and lest the “Procure a stuyt curd,” sho replied; “and jo imeatioy of yes in respect t) a French turnkey's halt an-huur come to the verge of $hat grove daughter should appear strange {to the English which you perceive gt the extremity of thie loug regder, we may as well vboerve that there are few atreet. Do not penetrate into the grove until females of the humbler class in France who do not you hear we call you.” ‘posed thedr trinkets of thia deseription. “ What obild’s play jg thie P” damended the og. “Ah. what have you there?” exclaimed De turnkey gugrily. “J thought you sere going ta Maryvux, who, the ingtant the basket was opened, tell me of sume means whereby to obtuin ewploy- : caught syght of the botyle wujch wag lying on tho ment, dnd which had perhaps accidental y come to top uf all the other articles ¢hat Finette hed your knowledge.” packed together ere leaving the housv. “It isasiwple thing, father, which I ask you, “It is a bottle of winw which I havo purchased eee, COMIC OOO© SS (CO)