Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 194 of 400
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Lead the way, | had no acquaintance with the priest.— boy, to an apartment, and then hasten| All these reflections and observations to inform her ladyship and Father Cy-| served to place our heroine upon her prian that we are within these walls.’ | guard in re8pect to the Marquis of ‘His Reverence is not in the Grand | Schomberg and the Baron of Altendorf, Saloon, my lord,’ said the page, ‘ but in| and to rely more than ever upon the as- deep consultation with her ladyship in sistance of the Count of Rosenberg in al private f ‘ case of any danger or treachery trans- ‘No,’ interrupted Ermach, ‘his Re- | piring. verence is now alone, for her ladyship| For an instant it struck her that she is in the Gallery of Porcelain Vases| would close her vizor, so as to prevent with a stranger.’ |Father Cyprian from recognizing her ‘Then conduct us to the presence of | countenance; but then she recollected Father Cyprian,’ said the Marquis of| that her companions would doubtless Schomberg, *‘ and let not the Baroness | he to her in his presenée as Angelo be disturbed for the moment, as the bu- | Wildon, and a man of his shrewdness siness on which she is engaged may be} would instantaneously suspect that un- important.’ der the male accoutrements and the One of thé pages now hastened to | masculine name, Angela Wildon was in order the horses, another to command | reality concealed ; whereas if she could the escort of armed men to get ready, | succeed in unaffectedly maintaining the a third to see that refreshments were character she had assumed, she might | served up speedily, and a fourth led the | perhaps pass herself off as a brother of way to the apartment where the Ba-| Angela, in the same way as she had roness Hamelen had left Father Cy- | done with the Count de Rosenberg. prian. But Ermach, faithful to his un-| Maintaining therefore her face un- derstanding with De Colmar, remained | covered, and settling her features in in the hall. such a manner as to meet unabashed We must now observe that the in-/| the first look of recognition which she stant the name of Father Cyprian was} must expect to encounter from Father mentioned, an ice-chill struck to the | Cyprian, she paced boldly up the mar- heart of Angela ; and a train of startling | ble stairs in company with the three reminiscences and reflections swept|.nobles. ‘lhe page led the way along through her mind like a whirlwind.— | the well-lighted passage, the atmosphere For she not only recollected the solemn | of which was fragrant with the perfume warning which Gloria had given her} of flowers; and throwing open a door, against that man, but she also remem-| he stood aside to allow the four visitors bered that the radiant being had enjoin- | to pass into the room. ed her not to accept of the hospitality; From a seat in that superb apartment of anybody connected with him. And/|leapt Father Cyprian, with an ejacula- now it flashed to her mind that this Ba- | tion of the most profound surprise, as roness Hamelen, in whose abode she|the rapid glance which he threw upon was, might be the very lady of whom | the party showed him the countenances the priest had spoken in such laudatory | of the marquis and the baron, who were terms, and to whom he had proposed to | his intimate friends, and that of Lord de introduce her. ‘l'his idea was no sooner | Rosenberg, who was known to him by conceived than it became a settled con-| sight. ‘Phen his looks fell on our he- viction in her breast; and the maiden |roine, and he started with even a still instantaneously felt that she was stand- greater surprise as he beheld the charm- ing on the brink of some new danger, | ing and classic features of the forest- or was on the point of encountering maiden. some fresh adventure. She was how- ‘What miracle has been achieved ever confident that the Lord of Rosen-| this night ?’ he exclaimed, his bewilder- berg was an honest, good, and upright! ed glances once more sweeping the par- | / | man, Whatever the other two nobles|ty, consisting of the three noblemen . } ! : : i ee = — might be ; and she had not failed to ob- | and the arme d. damsel. serve that while they were evidently ‘Behold our deliverer!’ said the Mar- well known at the mansion, the count|quis of Schomberg, pointing towards was as much a stranger there as her-/} Angela. self. Moreover, when they had spoken! ‘* ‘Do my eyes deceive me? is it pos- comicbooks.com