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ne hres enenengenpnnaenatiaas agar tbperapinaieeeerseens or less truth in the man’s words, having the term “police” still ringing ominously in her eag, and afraid of angering one who made himsvlf as com- pletely ot home as if hé had a conschus right to do so,—forbore from pulling the bell; and whis- pered to Marion, “‘Had we not better see t he really wante? Perhaps he will explain himself? M, Bertin would scarcely have let him up unless be had fall authority from madame.” “Come, sir,” said Marion, authoritatively, “ ex- plain,” “An explanation of my conduct is quickly given, my dears,” said Mr. Shadbolt; “ and all the quicker too, since I see that with regular female curiosity you are all four burning to know what brings your humble servagt and ever faithful ad- mirer to this here saloon. There are several reasons. In the first place, I knew very well I should haye the pleasure—or at least stand the chance, of meeting some of the sweetest young creatures in all England. In the second place, I knew that the claret was super-excellent and the port etunning. In the third place,d had an eye to the cake and fruit. And in the fourth place, my dears, I have a little private business of a very particular character with the amiable old Gowager.” The girls could scarcely repress a amile at the consummate impudence—the cool free-and-easy independence of Mr. Isaac Shadbolt; and even the proud Marion suffered her moist red lips to part sufficiently to reveal the brilliancy of her teeth. Mr. Shadbolt continued to leer familiarly at the syrens, while he demolished the cake and the pine- apple; and then he helped himself to another tumbler full of wine. “And now,” he said, “that I’ve refreshed my- self a bit, I should take it as civil if either of you young ladies would just show me where I shall find the old dowager.” “We will ring for a servant,’ said Eglantine, now once more extending her snowy, beautifully modelled arm towards the bell-pull. “Stop, my dear!” exclaimed Mr. Shadbolt : “it is not worth while to trouble the slaveys—it would only throw the old lady into a flutter if we were to use so much ceremony, because she knows who Tam. Just take the trouble to fhow me the way yourself; and if we do ha pass through a dark together, I won't sntieh a kiss—— Ob, no! not I indeed !"—and then Mr. Shadbolt was lost for the naxt half-minute in 4 series of nods, winks, and amatory leers. tine consulted Marion with a glance; and the latter,said in a loud haughty tone, “ This scene must positively one my dear. Ring tbe bell, and have done with it. “Perhaps I had better not,” whispered Eglan- tine: “it might only annoy and frightes. madame, as this man has already intimated :”—-then hasten- ing towards Shadbol, she said, “Oome—follow ma.” The detective-oficer, bowing after his own free- peasy fashion to the other three young ladies, apart Miss Eglantine,—who conddoted him Madame Angelique’s boudoir, taking very good cure however te keep sufficiently in advanap #0 as to ayold any practical familiarity which Mr. Shad- sab selght in his amatory playfulness think fit to uo was algne in her were { eee MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. was introduced thither ; and Eglantine flitted bach to the saloon, to communicate to her companions how startled and dismayed the mistress of the establishment looked when Mr, Shadbolt entered the boudoir. And such indeed was the case, A cold tremor swept through the form of the Frenchwomany, whose conscience for some time past had been so uneasy, and who constantly experienced & sensa« tion as if some fearful calamity would suddenly explode storm-like upon her head. The detective bowed with the air of one who had no necessity to await a welcome greeting, but who felt that he exercised an influence, or indeed an authority, which would ensure him a most civil reception, no matter what the real feeling of the mistress of the house might be. “Sit down, Mr. Shadbolt—pray be seated,” said Madame Angeljque, as soon as ahe had sufficiently recovered from the first shock of terror to be enabled to give utterance to a word: but still her Hmbs were all trembling, and her voice was full of @ nervous trepidation. “I thought—I thought— that is, youded me to beliove—that—that if would be a g time——” “ u saw my beautiful visage again ?” added Shadbolt, with his wonted flippancy. “Well, I believe, ma’am,” he continued, as he leisurely smoothed down the fuffled nap of his hat wich his coat-sleeve, “I did intimate something of the sort-—— “'Yes~—and you know,” interjected Madame Angelique, eagerly, “I was to give you a hundred a-year—and I am sure, Mr. Shadbolt But perhaps you have got bad news? perhaps some- thing else has turned up ?” “Well, ma'am, I am sorry to say that such is the case,” rejoined the officer. “ There isn’t a more delicate-minded man in all the world than honest Ike Shadbolt—or one who has more regard for a. lady’s feelings: I am as tender as a chicken in that respect-———But there’s persons higher in authority than even Ike Shadbolt.” “T understand!” said Madame Angelique, with a shudder: “you mean the Commissioners of Police P” “ Well, ma’am, I did just allude to those gen- tlemen,” answered the detective. “N ow, the long and short of the matter is, they have received ‘an- other intimation about your house-———” “Oh, Mz. Shadbolt!” cried the Frenchwoman, wringing ber hands in despair ; “I offered to wall up the unfortunate door—or to give up my busi- ness in respect to the young ladies, and attend only to the millinery-———or even--—But you told me so positively that I need do nothing of_ the sort |” “And I only told you ma’am,” interrupted Shadbolt, “ what I thought at the time. But cir- cumstances may alter--and they, hace altered. Immediately after my former visit, I reported to the Commissioners that you had faithfully pro- mised to do all you have just been saying; and they appeared satisfied. I thought that it would all end pleasantly<that they would leave the matter in my that as long as I made no additional repert, they would take it for granted I was keeping a look-out ,00-FONs and you doing all that was necessary. Byt behold Scotland you! this afteepoon I waa epmmmoned 6 LOAO© COLUM SS (CO)