The Mysteries of the Court of London, Vol. 7 — page 366: what you’re looking at

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SHE WYSTERINE OF THE COURT. the certainty that she gave the information against you to the Commissioners of Police—and now this opoarrence will only embitter her ten thoyeand times more virulently against you-—aye, ten thou- eand, thousand times !” The Duke looked very hard and very signifi- cantly at Madame Angelique,—who returned hie gaze, but evidently at firet with only « vague and / wneertein idea of what he meant, uatil the deepen- a Tata Rs a EE A PPE Rr GIG OS po a ae gee ee ne ee nD qed aa Ey a EES Ee, oo ing shade upon his countenance, ominous and scowling, gradually excited within ber a notion of what was dwefling in his mind, She dung a haif- frightened glance around, as if to assure herself that there were no listeners to their diacourse; and then she said in a balfshuahed voice, “ Ex- plain yourself, my lord—tell me candidly what you mean.” *} mean, Madame Angelique,” he responded, Jikewiae in a low subdued tone, “that the Lady Indora must be made away with by eome means or another— whether Segounab will accomplish tho deed or net.” » 6 Madame Angelique reflected profoundly for several minutes,—ber looks being bent down the whilc; and then she said, “ But how, my lord? Savyoonsh vowed that she would attempt nothing nore as long as that gir) Christina was benvath her rouf; and you see how signully the plan for removing her has failed.” The Duke of Maerchmont now reflected in bie turn: but it sppeared that he could think of no new project, and wea therefore compelled to fall back upon the old one — namely, of using Sayoonsh, through the medium of Madame Angelique, as the instrument of that deed on the accomplabment of which he scemed ao bent: for he saad, “ You must ace the ayab again—there is no time to be lost— and it w useless for you to start objections. Bagounah ean alone achieve that whieh has now become so vitally important to us beth. Louk yuu, my dear madam !—as sure as fate, exposure and ruin will overtake you--and if you do pot wish to find yourself shortly within the walls of Newgate a “ Nowgate P” echoed the infamous woman, emitten with the direst terror as that dreadful word fell upon her ears: and the look which she fized upon the equally infamous nobleman was haggard and ghestly. “Yes— Newgaiec, Madame Angelique!” re- ‘peated the Duke impressively; “ and at least two years’ imprisonment—il nut transportation to one of our horrible penal colonies ~—fur thie attempted abduction of the young tady!” “ Good heavens!" murmured tbe wretched woman, wringing her hands; ‘to what @ pass are {hinga coming! Yes, yea--I must seo Sagoonals again—I must ply all my arts and wiles—I must touch her upon those points where | bave already found her most rensitive in a word, I must leave no stone unturned to induce her——-your Grace knows what I mean }" “ Yes—you must see ber to-morrow,” said the nobleman; “and I conjure you to fail not if you value your own eafety. I will call on Moredith on some pretext to-morrow morning early—and [ shall easily ascertain whether Christina be there, or whether she have gone back -——- But no f” be exclaimed, as a thought struck him: “to give aemuch as you can at once obtain fromm the apa precise infosmation on the point.” The Duke aud Madawo Angelique ecaliaued to discuss their vile plans for another half-hour; aad when Marchmont teuk bis departure, the Frenobe worpan aought her evueh. But it was long ere she could compuso heradif to aleep) end when slumber did at length come upon her eyes, @ brought with it a suecossion of hideou: baunking dreams. CHAPTER UXVIIL ANOTHER PLOT. Ow the following day, as early as nino alslook in the morning, Madamo Angelique, disguised in wean apparel, was luitering in the neighkbuurhoed of the Princeas’s villa; onl in about a quarter of an hour she was discerned by Saguonah. The ayeh—knowing that the domestics were all ote grarred indoors at the time, and that the faithfg Mark was occupied in counting the numerous articles of eplendul aiiver pinta in the pantry— re. paired lo the feneo where sho was accustomed to hold her coHoquies with the Frenohwomen ; and the latter hastened towards her. “Bo ggu failed lat night,” said Sagoonab, in a cold voice of contempt: “you entangled the bird in the snare, and then suffered her to escape.” “Didi she return home speedily" asked Madame Angelique, with fevernsh impatiangs. *Yoo~what else could she dof or what uther- wise do you suppose that elo would have done PF’ “Wo matter,” rejoined Madame Angelique quickiy. “Does the Lady Indore suspect--——" “1 hatened,” rejoined Ssgoonab, “ to the outixve talo that Mise Asbton told her Jadyehiy—I re- niained outside the door—lI lost nota word—and 1 aw convinced that her ladyship oansot do other- wise than suspect that you wute tho person into whose bands Christina fail.” “Think you that her ladyship will ¢uke pro- ccedings againat me P” asked tho Fronchwoman. “Tknow nut,” wi Sagoonah’s cold responses “I cannet slwaye thoag hts,’ . “You soe, Sagoonab,” resumed Madame An- gelique, ‘that I have done my best to carry off Christina—and I have faied. You must recall the vow you made to the «fect that you will at- tempt nothing mure so long as ehe remains beneath hér ladyship's roof. DWaubtlesa you have atill the sane motive-——yrs, you muat have~-your fedling of rancour against your mistrow is still the same -~and now you have an additional interest in re- moving her as speedily as possiblo from your rath.” “An additional interest P” said Bagoonah, with a slight tincture of curiosity in her accents: and then she coldly added, “1 do not underetand ou.” ” “I can speedily explain myself,” rejoined Madame Angelique ; “and I think I can show you that yous interests are now wixed up with my own. A smile of euperb contempt cerled the thia myself all this troublo were simply ridiculous, in- | vermilion ‘lips of the ayah; and she mid, ss if 4 = WeERe@ees “SD «fA wR wedhyns “ _.er,_=» by Sreiwaery =n Gidea (gee eee ¢ CONMUC read the. Lady Indure’s NOG SS