Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 259 of 399
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THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. grec, nor what amount may be Now, friends, will you make this con- quickly away from the spot. Those to whom the females belonged, of the vehicle was a female, there was no meed to use violence—much less was there any account of his proficiency in various languages, as tor his valour and martial experionce,—at once libertine flippancy of the chieftain’s words,—accom- addressed the affrighted lady in the French tongues: for he saw that she was not a Spanish woman ;— and he bade her have no fears for her life. he threw a rapidly significant glance around upon his comrades, as much as to imply that accident had just sent him the object of those very wishes which he had so recently been expressing. The lady,—who was indeed remarkably handsome, traveller's own native tongue: “and if Dame For- tune had intended to confer upon me some special evidence of her favour, she could not have chosen a better mode: for I love and adore you beautiful English ladies |!’ The fair traveller appeared much alarmed at the “No doubt of it, madam,” answered Ramon: “every traveller, whether male or female, telle us it is not your gold nor your jewellery which we will lay hands upon: as for your trunk, one of my men shall take charge of it for you >—bdut it is ab- solutely necessary that you should alight and accompany us elsewhere.” Again did an expression of acute alarm appear upon the lady's countenance; and joining her hands in an earnest manner, she said in a voica of corresponding entreaty, “Once more do I beseech you that I may be suffered to proceed! There is & person, dearer to me than lifo, in sore trouble— on whose behalf I have undertaken this long, long journey ——”’ “ Madam,” interrupted Ramon de Collantes, “ it is somewhat incoavenient for us to stand words upon the public highway: I therefore re- quest that you lose no time in accompanying us whither we shall lead.” “Good heavens, what a frightful calamity!” ahe exclaimed, all the remnants of her fortitude appearing to abandon her, and her countenance grieved, madam, to distress you,” ro- sole | despair “T am joined Raymond: “but it cannot be otherwise. You must come!” “‘No—you may kill me first!” ejaculated the fair traveller: “you must drag me hence by Then (GO) iC 5 DOO CS (COL