The Mysteries of the Court of London Vol. 4 — page 388: what you’re looking at

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@ —_ awa = = —- -_ = — ——~ = Ce ee $75 THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. 8 @ a a I a 7S - _ “Fair lady,” berzan Sir Rolando Tash, with , time to time she ified her sweet azure eyes, whe another low bow, fs may I venture to hupe that Dy : aldressiug her brother, who was BILL INE ith @ pome- cuit is acecptable, and that you are prepared to | what mournful mogd, the luvery courntenance of foliow the kind suggestions of ofr mutnal friend | tho young danisel wore an expression of imimacn-. his Royal Highness ti®e Prince Repent?” late innocence. | P elope uve her haud to the newly-created Theodore did not speak much. When his sister Barolet in token of an affiriflative respomse; and | made a few remarks, evidently with the iutention her suitor gallantly raised: that fair hand to his | of checring him, he answered her with all he lips, wonted kindues-, but stdl with a brevity which “Receive, my dear Sir Rolando, the patent | showed that he wes in no humour for cunversatiou which bestows the title § had already authorised |—or at all events that his thoughts were far away you to bear:”—and as the Priuve thus spoke he | from the topic on which she addressed him, Presented the document to Penelope’s intended | At length she said, after a pause which had liusband, ° - / lasted longer than previous ones, “ My dear Theo- At the same moment Mrs. Arbuthnot gave the | dore, yousseem far from happy ?” : Prince Sellis’s un§mi-hed letter, which his Reyal| “You lsnow, my dearest Arindne, what it is that Highness at once consiguedto tis pocket. | troubles ne. D-eply as [ appreciate the kimduessa We need not dwell any longer upon this episode | of Sir Douglas Huntingdon—immense as the grate in our history. Suffice it to say that Mrs. Arbuth- | tude is which | fel towards hun—yet 1 caunot hot and Penclope, on taking leave pf the Prince, 'he'p abhorring this dependent position.” were escorted by Sir Rolando Tash to the hyuse: “Ef am well aware,® Theodoure,”, anawered his of their friend Misq Bithurst in Stratton Street; sister, over whoge countenance a slight brush had and this lady, apon hearing what was in coutem- fhtted at the mention of the Baronet’s name, t lation, cheerfully received the mother and daugh-: “that you have done all you coald tu obtain an- ter, and at once volunteered to provide the wed-' other sitaation since the terrible fate of Mr. Ein- ding breakfast for the fulluwing uf rum. Sir mersiun deprived you of that whieh you held in his Roland» Tash remained] to duner; and as he! office: but as yet you bave not succeeded—and I strove to fonder himself as amiable as possible, he. thik that instead of :epining at the saccour which succeeded uvcommon'y well—the ouly peculiarity | you have received from Sir Douglas Huntingdon, in his manners whiclpstiuck the ladies’ attention, | you ought to thank heaven for having seut you being the little cireumstiuce that he drank hs! so generous a friend.” wine out ofa tumbler, and of that wing imbibed no} And so 1 do, Ariadue—and I have just ald sinall quantity. Jiuwever, when he rose tu take you so,” reepooded Theodore: “but sorely you his leave shortly after ten yelock, he was evidently | yourself must feel that it is ungermly-it is even ai sober as when he had sat dowa—thus proving | humiliateny—to be dependent upon him for the that if he wore found of the bottle, the bettle had hy particular enmuty to him. On the following morning Penelope became Laty Tash; and while the happy pair were being whirled away in @ post-chuise to Bath, Mrs. Ar- buthuwot sped back to Winds-r to resume her duties at the Castle and to communicate” her daughter’s marriage tothe Queeu. But ere closing this chapter, we must not forget to observe that the faithful Kobin, in his biilliant suit of livery, was seated ju the®rymble of the pust chai-e that conveyed his master and’ mistress tu the fashion- able watering place where the honeymoon was to be passed. CHAPTER CCVIP & THE BROTIILR AND SISTER. In a neat littie parlour on the ground*floor of a bread whioh we eat, for the house whieh we hive in, and for the garments which we wear.” “T do feel all tha‘, my dear brother,” returned the young damsel; “and [wish to heaven that yuu would permit me to do what I have often aud often begyed you to allow——-" “What? do needlework for the shops!” ejacu- lated ‘Bheudore. “Nu? my dear Ariadue, you shail nut waste yourself to a ahadow, dim your bright eyes, and sew your very winding-sheet, at that erushiug wretchedly-paid occupation. I told Sir Donglas the other day, when he called, that I wished to obtain asituativn; and he said he would €&peak to some mercantile friends upon the sub- ject; but he has not been here since, and J} fear that he has forgotten it. Do you know, Ariadne,” said Theodore alter another pause, “that 1 have but a guinea left of the last sum which Sir Dow- glas’s bounty foread upou ine; and when that is gone I shall not know whence tu obtain more, un less I procure a situati-n. Not for worlds oould I pretty cottage in Islington, Ariadae Varian and | apply to him agiin! Day after day have I cal ed her brother Theodore were seated. It was in the middie of the day; and the sun was showing off all the gaudy colouring of the flowers in the garden behiud the cottage. A Venetian blind, three parts drawn down, mellowed the golden effulgence ere it penetrated into the parlour; and thus there was a subdued light wiiluin that room » Ariadne, who was seated at work with her needle, was dressed in white; and the virgin drepery set off the sylphid syminctry of her tall slender figure with the most bewitching cifect. Her flaxen tresses, so soft and five, fell in luxuriavt protuswn upon at warchouses, answered advertisements, and dune everything I could to pructve a situation: but, alas! alas! when J mentioned my name, and, as iu duty Lound, explained all thas Rad happened to me and the dreadful ordeal through whieb I have paved, those to whom | applied instantaneously Iboked culd and begzed to decline, Ariadne,” exclaimed Theodore bitterly, “altnough | lave the ducumeut containing my full pardon in my pocket, yet 16 seems not sufficient tu efface the. C:uio- brand of Newgate from my brow !” *() tenveas, my dear brother!” cried Ariadne, her beautiful sloping shouldera; and as from | bursting into tears, “talk not thus !”—aud putting ElOOO OY (CO < S) CO