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| | THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. 323 than the wofld is generally inclined to betieve. Cin. ‘I presiine, sir, you are in corrospundonce with didly aiid frankly spoakrng, I do not think that the Marquis of Hagledean?” upon’ the face of this earth there is 4 class more | "You rogué, you!” exclaimed Mr. Gunthorpe, depraved and unscrupulous thah the patricidn order ‘laughing; “do you want to forret out my secrets? ‘in England. When I yas a young tian, and before® Well, but you shan’t, though. Leave everything in I went to Italy, I had upportuiitied of judging of my hands: I know very well what [ ain about— ‘all these things. I belonged to thrée or four clubé— and whatever I promise you, depond up.n it I can the first-rdto and most fashionable oned—yes, 4nd perform. Have I not told you that Florina shall what is more, calling themsolvés-pérfectly exclusive. never inarry that contemptible young jackanapes Why, would you believe ttial half the members of Edmund Saxondale?” | every one of those clubs consisted of meré blacklegs. “You have, gir: and you havo spoken so’ con- and swindlers,, although passing in tha wotld as fidently———" = gontlunen? At this present moment these ate at| . “ Confidertly?” ikterrupted Mr, Guothorpe. “ It the Wvst End thousands dod thoiisinds of séoun- | ia enqugh to make one speak cunfidoutly—and om- divls calling themselves gentlemen, who dtess well~ | phatically ‘téd—when oae contemplates the bare some keeping their horaos—soine driving their cabs idea of ditch .& sweet creature as Florina being —some having livery-sétvante—~and mary living at . ddcrifloed to. bitch & miserablo abortiun as that first-rate hotels: but not ofid of the wholdé lot has Saxondale, But now, I dare say you aro longing got au ostonsiblo incodle. ."Wety often, when they thgt I shuld repeat the assurance I havo beturo get up in the morning, they do not know bee they glen you—that inadtnuch ws Morina shall not are going to pay for their ginridr, dnd are compelled rhart’y Ediniind Sixoudale, a certain young friend to havo recourse to fraudd ind dwindlings ‘té te- of inlhe whom T will not more particularly imen- plenish their pursbs. Thess gentlemeh, as they call tion, has everything to hope in that’ quarter.” themsulves, w8uld be fearfully itidignant if placed| “AH! my deat sit, I edinvt mistake your allu- under the surveillance of the police; and yet they | sioh,” exclaimed Doveril, taking his kind friend's are only a fashionable kini® of swell-mob after all. ' hand and pressing it with grateful warmth. “ Yuu Ah! you perceive, Willlain, that I know a Hftlé of | know not how happy you render me!” London life, although I havo béon absent *from my| “ Happy!” ejiculated Mr. Gunthorpe. “Ofcourse | native country for so mahy, many yedrs.” I want to shake yoit happy. You aro a very wood By this time the carriage was reached. It was | yoibg nian; I love you ds much as if you were ny plain brougham, with no ether servant besides Phe | own son—and that is more than I ever told you yet. coachman: but it was a private équipige, and be- | As for your sister Angela, this must be her last scu- longed to Mr. Gunthorpe. On grtering tHe car. | gon upon tha stage——” riage the orders were to drive to Mr. Déveril’s rosi?} “What do you moan, my dear sir?” cricd Wil- dence near the Regent's Park. " : 2 SRE Rh SP cE PPT TT a I ES . | liarn, in. mingled suspense and joy. “Yos,” resumed , Mr. Gunthorpe, a& he, 4nd his} ‘I inoan okactly what I say. Although I havo — young friend were seated togeBher ihside the ve- | the sublimest confidence in Angola’s purity and vir. | hicle, which now moved tapidly away“ thote who | tue, yet it is == = Ql eee 2 ee ee fee ee o —_—EEEengee Y ) impossible to leave her longer than can . aro well acquainted with what is termed fashionable : be helped in the atmosphere of a theatre. She must - life, will, if thef hgve any respect for themselves, fulfil ict present coittrdct with the manayer, us a flee from it as from a morass swérniliig with rép- matter of course: but afterwards she shall dance no | tiles—or I should rather say, from a bedutiful garden | more in public. You are astonished at what Iam _ whore all is pleasant and agreeable to the eye, but seying? Lave it. to me to do what I think fit; | whero cvery flower has its subtle poison and every and in the meantime don’t say a word to Angela. plant condeals a.veriomous eneke beneath the shade Why, you rogue, when I firat knew you atlorence, . of its foliage. There aro of course sotiie bright and I was more than half inclined'to put ydu in a pusi- remarkable exceptions: there are & few puts liliea tion that should enable Angela to keep oft’ tho - and some sweetly blushing roses in that gdtdeii, in stage: but 1 didn’t know you quite well enouch whose flowers there lurksano venom. Such, for ih- . then—-and so I thought I would wait awhile till I stance, is Florina Staunton.” oe | | know you both better. You don’t think that I “Think you, my dear air, for making thia excep- : ahoald be taking af this trouble in different ways tiohi!” adld Deveril, it low bat ehthidsiastic tétchs. | off your dcoodnt, tihless I had gomething like a | “To be sure! Why should I not? It -ié the ‘ friendship for you?” | truth. That girl” oontifiued the old gentlenian,| “TI &m élite, tay dear sir,” anowored Deveril, pro- , “ig au angel of purity atid. goodness. I ktiow she | fouiidly nidvad, “ I shall never bo able to testify my | is: Tread itin her looks the very fist thorient I | grititiidée——” - | met heg in tho Opera-béx. Now I ‘know, Willitm | .“ Gtiititude!—don’t talk to mo of gratitude! Doveril, that I am a siitiowhat comical-looking | Havd fou hot always béen kind, and respuctful, and person, and that my appedtdiite is such as to pro- | attentive to me——except, by the byc, when you | voke @ smile on the part of the silly young créa- | suffeted tie to bé lugged off before your eyes and | tures and impertinent young coxcombs of fashion- : tied toa gate. But I don’t blumo you, William— | able lifo. But Florina immediately treated ma with you could not do otherwiso; and besides, I respected _ kindness ‘and respect. She did this out of regard you all the moro for it afterwards. You showed - for het uhole the Marquis of Eayledegh, by whom, I yourself a brave young man upon the occasion. | was réeommended—and aléo froin the natural ex- Bit about Angela—I suppose you will not be dis- | cellence of her own heart. She has hot'been spoilt | pleased that she should quit thé stage P” by the frivolities of the ephete in which she moves;| ‘‘Displeased? Oh! itis my sincerest aspiration !” and we will take care that she shall nat be, Willitm | exclaimed Deveril; “and at one time, when I was Deveril,” added the old gentleman emphatically. | succeeding so well with my own avocations previous 4 me Fr. | é | ecomniclacclks (CO)