The Mysteries of the Court of London Vol. 7 — page 90: what you’re looking at

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, possible, than even when he hed burst into the | gélique: but it was for the blessed purpose ‘my wife. I can prove it. My lawyers can prove eoe28Ne bowen, o=m i at THE MYSTERING OF THE COURT. Mid Mr. White Choker felt as if he had been sud: . be in readiness to resist any sudden attack: and denly turned into a snowball and was rapidly | assuminly « look sanctimoniously frm and dépre- melting away. The ferocious Cartwright strode | catingly virtuous, he said, “The character of @ into the room with clenched fiste and a counte- | goed and well. man is not to be nance convulsed with rage. He was in in this style, Peradventure I did verily go to the plain clothes: but his moustache agemed flercer, if | abode of the woman whom you call Madame An- of ree presence of Mr. Softly, or of Lord Wenham. | claiming those sheep which had strayed from the Linda shrieked and covered: her face with her fold——” hands. Mr. White Croker was confounded on! “ And so you take one of the sheep,” vociferated Ginding that his beautiful homily had produced no | the Captain, “and put hee into a handsomely fur- earthly effect ; his countenance was ghastly—he | nished villa f” wished that the earth would open and swailow | “Yea, verily--to reclaim her,” responded Mr. him up. But the flooring of the house appeared White Ohoker, now speaking with « degree of by no means disposed to achieve any such spon- | assurance, that astanighed * My visits taneous miracle for his especial behoof, all enint | hither have had the moet godly purpose. It has though he were. been to reason with her on the past—to preach “You vile woman !” vociferated Captain Cart- | sayoury homilise unto her-—to infuse refreshing wright: “so I have found you out again? But! doctrines ‘into her soal-——” thie time in what a position} Not earning your; Aud these precious homilies of your’s are so bread honestly as a teacher of the young idea how | long,” retorted the Captain, with a ferocious sneer, to shoot—but as the mistress of this hypocritical |# that you have to pass the whole night with her old vagabond. And talking about shooting, you | a¢ times — eh f” shall very soon see if I won't try my band a¢it.| “Prove it-I defy you to prove it!” ejaculated What do you mean, sir, going about seducing | Mr. White Choker, his assurance heightening into men’s wives with that precious white choker rowud | effrontery through the very desperation of his posi- your throat P” tion: and he eoreover fettered himself that he “My good friond—my ‘worthy sir—my gallant | could place implicit reliance on the fidelity of the Captain,” stammered forth Mr. White Choker, | servants belonging to the ville. “thie dear lady is as pious a veseel ——” “Now look you, Mr. Saint, or whatever you “Silence!” roared-Captain Cartwright; “or I | are,” exclaimed the Oaptain, “it is all very well will very eoon show you that your head is a vessel | for you to assume an air of innotence : but you are tu be broken into a dosen pieces.” safe caught ine trap. I know everything. You “ But, my dear sir,” resumed the wretched saint, | won’t have a leg to stand upon if you go into a “ this is really too outrageous. I am a man re-| court of justices; and you'll have Mrs, White spected in the congregations and of good odour in | Choker all the little Ohokers pointing their the tabernacles-—” indignant fingers at « bad husband and s worth- ~ Such tabernacles as Madame Angelique's house | less father.” of infamy!” exclaimed Captain Cartwright: “for| “We shall see,” said the saint groffly. “ You there you were the other day—and there you met | ought to be ashamedsf yourself to go on in’ this manner before your virtuous wife. Speak to her, sir—she will tell you of what holy and blessed gee “hee it. A highly respectable firm, sir-——Catchflat, Sharply, Rumrig, Downy, and Co., Lincoln’s Inn | nature our intercourse has been, so that not even Fields——and if you don’t see their names at the | have we gone as far as to exchange the chaste kiss back of a writ, laying damages at five thousand | of peace pounds, in the course of this very day, then my| “ Linda,” said Gaprain Cartwright, now speak- name is not Hannibal Omsar Napoleon Cart: | ing in a tone of mournful reproach, “ you imagine that you have had wrongs to complain of at my wright.” The "miserable Mr. White Choker, who had pends. Bat my fault has been in loving you all too well———” § risen from his epat, sank back again in perfect dismay at hearing those separate atyjngeeef names.| “Ob, do not to me! I cannot endure it i” The appelletions of the legal firm denoted all the | cried the weeping Linda. “I feel—oh! I feel chicaneries of the law: the appellations of the | that I have w you much—that I have ex- gailent plaintiff himself denoted all his bellicose | aggerated your little ebullitions of temper ———” propensities, Meanwhile Linds, sitting spart,| ‘“ Oonfess that you have dishonoured me!” said the Osptain : “throw yourself upon your knees at kept her countenance covered with ber hands, and scemed as if she dared not av much as even | my feet and reveal everything. It will be some etonement——" steal a furtive’ glance at her husband, nor put 3 forth a single syllable in appeal for his mercy.| “Linda my love—Mrs. Cartwright, I mean— But a sudden idea struck Mr. White Choker: his} dear sister ig the blessed cause I would say,” only resource was to ride it with a high hand; and | stammered out Mr. White Choker, now affrighted, though it required a very desperate effort to screw | wretohed, and discomfted once again, “you would not betray me-———-I mean—I mean, you would wp his courage to such a point, yet the circum- stances of the case enabled him so to do. It was not sey anything against me--or tell an wn- trut a | | i Cartwright, “I a sort of neok-or-nothing —— = those emergencies w ve energy to the veriest onward. “ a On what » Rising up from his seat, he ad & pace or éwo towards the ferocious Oaptain-—but taking geod care to pick up his cotton umbrella, 20 as to a ) Sl COMIC OOO© SS (CO)