The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 20: what you’re looking at

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‘hin himsel, “ That is not the air of a guilty ‘person |" Still there was something strange and mysterious @ the cold and haughty Sience chich the gentle- man preserved: for the travellers’ room at a com- mercial ir wasa place whence frigid ceremony was banished, and where the formality of an 1 u0- tion was not regarded as a necessary preliminary to eonversation. can you remain idly here, while such agperson is be’ neath yonr roof ?” “If he chooses to come txcognifo,” said the land- lord, now growing irritated in his turn, “ what bus!- Ness is it to you or me, I should like to know f” “ Business !—but there he goes, by heaven 2” vo- ciferated the excited commercial traveller, catching a glimpse through the bar-windows of the rapidly retreating form of the gentleman in his capactous As these reflections passed through the mind of| cloak. Mr. Page, he suddenly recollected that the stranger ‘ad made an observation when he first entered the apartment,—an observation, too, that was at least ‘contemptuous, if not absolutely rude. “I should think not, indeed!’ was the remark that had fallen €rom the gentleman's lips; and it was in reference to certain words which Page was uttering at the time. The commercial traveller accordingly resolved upon making en attempt to draw the stranger into conversation ; and, with a short prefatory cough, be said, “A very cold evening, sir.” “ Very,” was the laconic answer; and the gentle- man moved half round in his seat—nat absolutely turning his back upon Mr. Page, but just giving him ao much of the cold shoulder as: to intimate pretty plainly that he did not wish to enter into conversa- tion with him. The bag-man bit his lips then, suddenly mustering ap all his courage, he rose from his chair—ap- proached the table at which the gentleman was seated and, looking him fully in the face, said, “I beg your pardon, sir—but have I not had the pleasure of - | seaing you before ?” “ Nothing is more probable, sir; *” answered the gen- tlemsn, ia a haughty tone, aud with knitting brows: “but I should imagine that the mere fact of my pre- sence here, would of itself indicate my desire to re- main unnoticed and unrecognised.” “T should think so too,” ejaculated Page, with an abruptness that perfectly astounded the gentleman. “The first moment you entered the room, a suspi- cion of who you were flashed to my mind—and now your own words have banished all my doubts.” The stranger had risen indignantly from his seat fn the midst of these observations, to which he seemed prepared to give some cutting reply; but Page, having thus hastily blurted forth the words that came up pe at the instant, rushed from the goon. ‘‘ The ——e cur!— the rude boor!” ex- claimed the gentleman aloud, while rage was de- picted in every Uneament of his flushed and heated countenance. “ Fool that I was to come hither— and thus risk discovery {”” Then, without farther hesitation, he threw on his cat and cloak; and drawing up the collar of the latter ev as to conceal his countenance as much as possible, bo hastily quitted the apartment. | In the meantime Mr. Page had rushed, with frantic excitement, to the landlord, whom he chanced to find aloue in the bar-parlour. “Do you know whom you have in the huuse at this moment?” ‘demanded the commercial traveller, panting for breath. . “ Yes, sir—TI do,” was the cool reply: “but T also know that he does not wish to be For when he passed the bar, perceiving that I was aware of who he was, he made me a sign———" “ Perdition on the sign !” interrupted Mr. Page, | sage, angrily: “are you a man and a true Briton—and And in another minute Mr. Page was bounding after him. But tripping over a mat in the he fell heavily ; and rising with difficulty—for he was se- riously bruised in his offictous haste to perform what he deemed to be a daty owing to society—he observed at a glance’ that the gentleman in the cloak had sneceeded in effecting his escape from the house. Scarcely, however, liad he ascertained this fact when two stout, seedilyedressed men, each carrying a short thick ash-stick in bis hand, entered the tavern; and as they crossed the threshold, one ob- served to the other, © We'd better not say at a that we're constables, Bill.” : “ Coustables !—are you constables ” cried Page, darting forward, in spite of hie bruises: then, without waiting for an answer, he exclaimed, “ Be. cause if you are, I can guess your errand and can give you some information.” “ Well—don’t speak so loud about it, str, if you please,” growled one of [the men; “’cos vy, d’ya see, when once it gets known in a large place of this kind that there’s peace-officers on the scent the indiwidual wanted finds a many ways of ea. caping.” “ Come along me, my friends—one moment— and I shall be = big mi ng his voice to a whisper th speaking h ysand he conducted them into the commercial rogm. Having rung the bell and ordered his’ boots—for it will be remembered that he had betaken himeelf to the luxury of slippers on his arrival,—he ob- served in a hasty tone of interrogatary to the of- ficers, “The Aylesbury business—ch?” “Just so,” was the equally laconic reply; and the man who gave it pulled out a printed paper offering a hundred reward for the appre- hension of Sir Richard Stamford. “ One glance at it, if you please” oried Page, sniatching the hill out of his hand: then ra- pidly casting his eyes over the desaription given of the baronet’s person, he continued, sepeak- ing in quick, jerking, and disjointed seutepoes,— ‘Ah! J thought I was right—I knew I cold’: be mistaken! Tall—well-formed—rather stout--- walks very upright—imposing gait—conunaadiy, mien—dark aubern hair-—handsome countenance— blus florid complexion—fine tecth. That’s it—the baronet to.a tittle! But here’s tho Boots.” With these words Mr. Page returned the bill to the constable and seized his boots from the hands of the hotel-farctionary named ; then, imperioualy that individual to leave the room, he hastily equipped himself fot the purpose of accom- panying the officers. ‘Tf we happen to meet the landlord in the pas- my friends,” he observed in a rapid tone. “we won't let him know who you are or what you CORNICE OOO ‘SS CO