The Mysteries of the Court of London Vol. 7 — page 296: what you’re looking at

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_ Se beet, eee THE MYSTERIES QF THY POUVHT. eee eee pherous game, and thet sha meditated some qddi- now enfeebled and exhausted: sho felt the gnaw- ings of famine within ber; and she had not a penny to purchase a morse} of bread. Her situation was in jtgelf an almosp adequate pynishment for the foul vindictive treachery of which she had been culpable. _ And remorse on one subject brought its com- panion-compunctions upon other points. Her conscience told her that she had been a murderess in inclination, although heaven hed intervened to frustrate her plans. She had sought the life of her mistress with the brigh¢-pointed steel and like, wise by meang of the reptilp of deadliest venom, -—that kind mistress who had ever been go affes- tionate towards her! Remorse on this account was now lacerating her heart and rendin brain. Her imagination was full of horrorg: vainly did she endeavour to dispel them. Jf seomed as if her montal gase perforce remained fixod upon the most hideous objects,—ghagtly | d apectres that hemmed her in ground—oireled about her—stood in her way—and Iaid thei; death-cold hands upon hef. And the evil gpirits of her own creed likewise presented thej? phantom- forms to her vision,—forms of the dreadfulest aspect! She was burning in the fires of her owg |: tortured conscience: she was seething in a Iske of molten lava conjurgd up by her own‘fevered imagination. Though living, and upon earth, it eppeared as if ghe were suffering the excrugiations of holl iteelf. And thus wandered on the wretched Sagoonah through the streets of London—experiencing gn awful solitude in the midst of that arowded metro- polis—feeling that she was a wretch to whom death would be welcome. But that death— how could she meet itP by what means was she to gnr counter it P . In the agony of her remorse she resolyed to roturn'to the Ville. Yes—to this her mind was suddenly made up. She thought that i¢ wonld be an atonement if she were to fling herself a6 the feet of her mistress, and confess everything— although whatsoever she had to confegs she kney had been principally revealed during her ravings on the bed of sickness. But all her thoughts were morbid: her mind had utterly lost ite wholesome strength; and it was now pre-cccupied with the idea that there would be atonement in the project she had formed. Oh! if she could only obtain éhe forgiveness of her mistress—it would be some balm to her heart ; and she might at least die lesa miserably than she otherwise would. And thus she proceeded towarde the villa. But it was no longer with the hurried step of excite- ment that Sagoonah bent her way; worn down by fatigue and by mental suffering, she dragged her- self along psinfylly, The lithe bayadere form was not now drawn up to its full heights the well- abeped feet no longer pressed the ground with elastio tread. It was as q miserable wretoh—with the cares of a universe ppon her shopldere, preas- ing like an intolerable weight—that thd anguished Sagoopah wae now making her paiaful way, unwhile the faithful Mar ab on Ipaving the police-offine, hed reaghed the villa, Queeh Indors was anxiously awaiting his | mistress in all thy return: for ghe hed © presentiment—aye, even a | hw lost no time in takin gertainty of evil, Indeed it was but too evident | he wae that Sagoonsh bad been playing a degkly trea-! Our having taken 8 | about to write. Mark tional perfidy. J will he remembored that inme- dintely after the syay bad received her wound from the Burker’s weapon, Ford Clandon and J . dora, in 9 consultation together, had opme to the ponciysion that the one trame pecrot rq} ta himpolf fad been fathomed by Gagaoneh ; po Peay hag ig RoR Ps ina Ashton had given, them information. Nov, therefore, the Q gaded jes) in Olande “a joslous viidictivencps a at im igh oat an oye mn ye firth to sneet™ TF heoogh she hed intended fo the dreedful intellf- and gently as possible, yot he at once convinced happened. “Tell ma inetantenaouely whet baa onenered |” she agid re delay nog (think yl “e you frat a 8 serving spay: i naling Qur acy fn an Cs the fltal im “ that T Spal be pompelled ta beonipe mop wan of intelligenge eo frightful-——" “ Game in, Mark,” epid the Queen; “ and give me sll the She had nat ahrieked—-ghe had not awopned : she gaye no vent tq passionate lamentations + bat there was something yanatyrel in ber calmnegg. The strength of her mind wap gustained by a hope which was the ong = that separated her from utter despair. Thas hope was the eventugl demen- atration of Lord Olendon’s innopene. She pondyoted Mark into q rooutwhere they wae sione together; and he told her everything that hed oocurrag. She jistengd withoyt inter- rapting him; and when be had fnished his nar- trative of the proceadipgs, she roge from her eat, asying, “I will now go and comfors bim in bu prison.” ® “ Pardon me, my lady,” maid Mark ; “bug this evening it cannot be. The regulations pf the prison will prevent if. Lord Clagdan desired me to implore your ladyship to postpone this vigit until to-morrow—and then to repair thither under ciroumstances of the atrjotest privacy, 4a that your ioe ’s name may not heoome inconvenjently involv 90 * J understand,” said the gnein s *it spall Re for to-morrow. And now Mark — my fejphf Merk—no time ig to be.lost in a de ouf the plane which circumftances dictate. You must set | off immediately for Oaklands, the country seat of the Duke of Marchmont: you must privately op- tain an interview with an old map nemed Purvis —and you must give hin @ letter which I qm bidding of his royal g his departure. the Queen songht Chribtina. ul herpine was oyerwhplmed wih prownes to do ¢ ; and 9 4 g¢ , ECOMRniclacae SS (CO)