The Mysteries of the Court of London Vol. 7 — page 288: what you’re looking at

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THE MYETERIZE OF THE COURT. not his hena upon either, nor ordered the eon- stable mn uniform to take any one into custody. Marchmont and Armytage began to breathe more freely: byt Mr. Coleman's misgivings increased. “There is an inner toom,” anid the Inapeoctor, advancing towards the deor of the apartment which Mr. Redeliffe wa all ae s all this while concealed. © “Tt is private!” exclaimed Mr. Coleman, placing his back against it. “Private, or not private,” said the Inspector resolutely, “I must do my duty. Come, sir—hbave the ess to stand aside, or I shall be gom- pelled te use foren.” “Beware how you violate the privacy of my offices }"” exclaimed Mr. Coleman: but the agite- tion and distress which he displayed, more then ever convinced the police officials that he whom they sought was in the adjacent room. he Inspector was just upon the point of laying his hand upon the lawyer for the p of re- moving him by force, when the handle Of the door was turned from within, and a voice exolaimed « Resist them not, my friend! I surrender!” It was with a low gasping moan thae Mr. Cole- man stood away from the door: it opeged—and Mr. Redcliffe came forth. The Duke of Merch.’ mont gave such a start, and such an indescribable: expression swept over bis countenance, that fright- tul indeed must have Ween the feelings which were tearing like vultures at bis heart; while Armytage ave utterance to a cry of amasement. <As for agoonah—while lightnings shot forth from her eyes, she drew her lithe bayadera form, elad in Obristina’s garment, up to its full height; and her duskily handsome countenance assumed a look of Gendish satisfaction. But it appeared as if Clement Redcliffe beheld not either of the three whom we have just named: his countenance wore a marble composure—his form was erect—bis step was firm as he-issued from the inner room; and there was not the.slightest agitation of hie lip nor vibration of his dark eyes to denote any feeling of wneasi- ness within. “ Officer, do your duty!” he mid, in a fem bat glacial voice. “T arrest you, my lord,” replied the Inspector, “ona charge of murder. You are Lord Clandon by titlh—better known as the Hon. Bertram ivian.” “I am. he,” responded the prisoner. “ Oole- man, you will accompany me. Spare your hand- cuffs, sir!” he added, turning in a dignified man- ner towards the police-donstable who had just produced the manacles. “It is not my purpose to offer the slightest resistance.” The constable was overawed by the manner in which he was thus addressed; and, at «@ glance from the Inspector, he replaced the handcuffs in his pocket. Lord Clandon—as we must now call Mr. Red- Cliffe, aliae Bertram Vivian--walked forth from the room without bestowing the slightest notice upon either the Duke of Marchmont, Armytage, or Sagooneh ; and descending the stairs, he entered the cab, acoompanjed by the Inspector end the police-constable. Mr. Qoleman intimated that he would follew immediately. Sagoonah likewise de- acended the staira; and the Inepector said to ber, “You must come on to the police-offiee: we shall require your presence there,” e at5 The ayah encordingly took another onb, and tee paired to Bow Street. Mr. Coleman remained behind for a fow minutes with the Duke of Marchmont and Mr. Armytage. The lewyer’s countemance was exvteediagly pale, but no longer agitated: it was firm and resolute, Armytage | utterly overwhelmed, crushed, and spirit-broken with everything that hed taken riole ) ghastly; aud he gased upon Mr. Ooletpan as if thie gentlemen were the arhiter of bis doom, “My logd,” seid the solicitoh addressing himavif with oold sternnges to the Dake, “ the erent which has just occurred rouilers it for your Grace to remain another mement here. Upon that event I shall effer no obsarration——" “ Hy— bas,” slid the Duke, in almost 6 dying tone,™ you will take this eheque—you will settle thia business for Me. o-———" ‘Wo, my ford i” intermnpted Oclemas. “T de- rmylege will remain. with me, to talk over these matters. Aft his will he disobey mei” “But, Mr Goleman,” gaeped forth the Duke, desperate bei Vain effort to assume an air “as Mn Avumytage’s fiend you will “Not another syllable, osy lord |’ éxclaimed Colerna reeelutely, “And now Z insist that your Grave imuddiately leaves my office.” Armylage-with his elbows resting upon the tabla—id beried his fags in bis hands; and he was moaning lamentably—while the words, “Oh, my poor dear Zoe!” escaped twice or thrice from his The Duke of Marchmont lingered with the air of a man whoté Uésperate cirduimstances impelled him to make one mors effort to save himeelf from the utter deéstrudtidn Which he ea¥ to be immi- nents but when he looked at the sternly resolute countenance of the inwyer, he wae Gompelied to afimit the eonvietion thet everything was indeed hopeless. in that* quarter. He aecordingly isaued from the reom, resling and staggering as if under the influence of wine. Mr. suffered a mainute or two to elapse, in order to give the Duke time for departure; and he then summoned one of his clerks from below. ‘Me. ePrice,” he seid, in a hurried whisper t this clerk, “you will follow the Dake of March- mont—you will watch bim day and uight—you will dog him whithersoever he goes—and if he attempts to leave the country, you will at once give him into custody———” The clerk started with astonishment; and it was a perfect consternation that seized upon him when Coleman whispered « few more words in his carn The lawyer placed a cum of money in the clerk’s hand for whatecever expenses might be incurred in the mission now entrusted to him; and he whisperingly said, “Be cattioua—be silent! £ know that I ean rely upon you !” “You may, sir:”——and the clerk issued from Be room, . | Another of the dependants was now summoned from the lower office; and when he made hts ap- pearanoa, Coleman said, “Mr. Ingram, you will remein here with Mr, Armytago tall my return. 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