Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 266 of 399
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THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. CHAPTER CELIL THE LOWBLY IN}. Tws veader cannot do otherwise than admire the eourage of Kate Marshall, in having undertaken is j her own native land i this journey from H the succour which she to the Marquis of Villebelle at Madrid, the heroia young woman was very far from de- epeiring of ultimate suceses in saving her lover's life. There was much im her character to admire, ty pa he 259 been brought up, she was not over nica nor par- ticular im certain respecta. For instance, smug- Sov even ber heaghe no moral offence; and we ve scen. provingly af the dashing exploits of her former fiend aiud school-companios BEhsabeth Paton. But in thas virtue which con- stitutes the chief ornament of the sex, Kate Mare shall’s character was unimpeachable: never had : she strayed from the path of chastity—never had she given encoursgement to any libertine look that to Ned Russell, her behaviour in this respect wag moet scrupulously proper; and the same may be said of her sisters. She moreover posecesed @ generous heart and kind disposition: the reader is already aware that she did not lack courage: and thus if her merits were weighed againgt her faults, it would be impossible to refuse her some slight meed of admiration. Having parted with Don Diego Christoval in the manner already described, Kate pursued her journey in the chaise, Hours passed—the even- ing came—and as the dusk closed in, she could not help observing that the road waa much nar- rower than the highway had hitherto appeared to be: indeed, it had rather the of a lane than of the main route. In a few minutes the chaise entered the precincts of a forest: the shade the huge trees completely ahut out the twilight: sRtTE In if i wer her in not question to whether they were pursuing the right At the several placea where the cattle were ince she parted from Don Christoval, the al id,” pronounced by her lips, as an indication of the direction in was to be borne: but she was now lsgivings as to the good faith of the the last relay—all the ter- rific tales she had ever read of travellers being in lacea on the Continent, Tap : ane i her She had no defensive weapon j and she regretted that she had not provided herself therewith: for though she might be certam to succumb beneath the murderous attack of the muleteers, if such were intended, — it would nevertheless be some satisfaction to possess the means of selling her life — her mind, she suddenly perceived through the chaise-window a light glimmering at a little dis- tance on the right band; and in a few minutes y | tho lumbering equipage stopped in front of what appeared to be a small inn or public-house. Kate's spirits instantaneously rose again, ag the thought struck her that her fears were groundless after what | all, and that this must be the place where fresh cattle were to be obtained: for she had resolved to tarry not on the route, but to journey straight on with the least possible delay towards the Spanish capital. She did not therefore intend to alight,—but remained seated inside the vehicle, = hoping that it would soon be in motion again, | COLL (C DOO CS (GO)