The Mysteries of the Court of London, Vol. 7 — page 189: what you’re looking at

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Occasionally too tho’ we may as weil observe, was none other than | fancied that she hotrd footsteps approaghing | Clement Redoliffe: “but it is necessary that wo rapidly from bdebind; and she shuddered at the, should have some little conversation together.” | thought of being selged ‘pon by lurking robbers} ‘Conversation P” said Letlice, wildly echoing — shuddered too ede Beeply still at the refegtion | the word: but so: bewildered and lost in terror that this same roag. Wight porsibly become the | Was ahe as to be at the momént unconscisus of scene of ancther hia tragedy—hereself the} what she wae saying. “Conversation —here 7” victim! And efit and anon through the deep) “Yes—herel” replied Redeliffe: “for tha is a darkness, ehapeww Gxtker then that darkness—ep- | dpot where eonsciénce becomes too peared to flit: 6 tbat there were montenté when at 4' 5 winks gush stonement as a a ee wee on, | it i m $ aye te: 7 she shrank witht herself’ whon sho trewbled to | widy: Te. wet, Osinprine yorteelf. 1 necd the very confines of her being —while she fols is | not apologies fo codutiaining you to linger yet a if awful horror Would (urn her brain. Lavtaia, little white in the bleak night-air,—you who thou wast slready avenged somewhat, in the | hemitate hot to face it in order to pursue your frightful seneations which this guilty dreature ex- | path of mischief!” perienced ! ‘ —- , - “What mean youP” asked Lettice, almost in a And now ¢he knew tig the tarning in the road, | dying tone: for she at once comprehended that al- that she wie’ drawing clove Lowaete the frond ; | lusion was thus made to the nefarious transactions , and her Jibs appeared a Chil Bak BNP kieee|in which she had been engaged. knocked ther ~ her ponth ofl bored + wildly} Her tertor was however so far abated, that sho did she seek with straining pre to ponetiite the | to leniger appreheaded violence on the part of him darkness, and assure bersd! that there was no | who Woe tiie wdeewsing her: and sho endeavoured, unearth 96 standing on fliet soone of murder. through tie Jatknoss, to obtain some idea of his Vividly beck to het mind dnmo the incidents of | featdfes. Indeed, ‘the suspicion had stolen into her her first night's walk to Gakiarile,—-when twice | tiind that bie voice was not altogether unfa u.tiar she fancied ghe beheld & dark shape—once dis.: to her—at least in its accente—though its deep appearing from the midst of the road, and the } evtemn tone was differcnt enough from the hilari- second time on the opposite aide of the hedge. | ous one he had forced himself to assume on tlie uc- Not for an instant could she ade porsaade herself: ension of his visit to Madame Angelique’s aboce. that those wera mere fancies, as she had hitherto | But the oollar of his cloak was drawn so hiyi up succeeded in doing 1—they were in her brain with | over his countenance, and his hat was pulled so all the awfal hortur of realities, With a mighty ' much forward, that Lettico wae totally unable to effort ahe strove 4 gather up the remnants of her | discern his features. She saw that he was tall, shattered, soatteryd courage; and sie somewhat | and uptight as a dart as he then held himsell’: but succeoded as she Grew close to the pond. Tho | these citeamstances af‘orded no clue to the esta- feeblest possible glitnmer rested upon its eurfice : | blishnient of un iantity. shudderingly shé looked that way to see it eny 7 You ok what T meen ?-—and in a few words [ | shape of terror intervendd to ‘break thts llinriar. will explain rryeolt,”” autd Mr, Redelitfe, still pur- ing: but there was node. Her ddirhgy rome dole. | possly diagaiaing hig-veive aa much as poxs.ble, so what higher: the A Was passed — dhe begal t hes to pase wa : raped through the interview, breathe wore freiy,-- whens she became wwyte| “Tt bas coms Oy my knowledge—i¢ matters net that she araeenos dlone-~—that there waa somé one tw —~ that you t¢ 's fred in the vilest and most by her side. A sored ranit wildly forth from {abominable puradft that a human being cou'd her lips: and #eé Aiopped as if a bullet hadat she | possibly iter tpon, short of such # ceed as that inatant penstréted: her sare. . ; {which has rendered this very spot so awtulls As Lettioe Badney Moly ‘canta back t dof: | memorable, But it is a pursuit which becumes : eciuusness, shi’ thdughh that ehe waa dweking | doubly atrocious when adopted by a female against | from a hideous, harrible deeain: tut a pottee of | dnother of her own sox. [am no stranger to the | awful numbing eohstiinditgn cane slowly and! outlines of this most execrablo conspiracy. At chillingly ovor her as she gradaaily becarle aware! this very moment you wear beneath that closk a of her position. Bho was by the sida ef the pond, | dress which is the counterpart of one belonging tv half supported in the arms of woihe one; ‘the Duchess of Marchmont. On Satyrday meht water had been sprinkled upgn her eduuténance, | you paid your first visit to Ouklands. I watened “You have nothing to feat,” sald, te indi- | you—1 dogged your footsteps—as I have dune this ‘ vidual, whose voiep sounded low and Gop te the, night again " ! ears of the appalled Lrttice. , | “Ah!” ejaculated Letticr, as Redcliffe’s words: - . “Who are you?- for Gal's enke tell me who! explained to her the mystery of that shape which are you!” shoe éried, atariing up in & apecios of she hid seen, and which now after all proved to be freuzy. ‘a reality—though a reality devuid of tie preter- “Il am « human being, ag you are,” was the natural associations which ut one time ‘had seeined ; response; “ althow b a gxilty consrience roay to belong thereto. “ Foreheaven’s snke, sir, te.| | smite you with the drewifil thought that [come me vho you are, and what you mean to do with from another world.” me? 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