The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 349: what you’re looking at

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am. i De $46 THR MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. a A ea ac eRe emacs eee “The constable ?” echoed Harold, with another Steunsoo. “Yes—it shall be done withous uick start, and flinging his affrighted glances y.” sround, as if he apprehended lest the door should Afeer a little more conversation, Lady Saxcn- burst open and the officers of justice rush in to| dale and her paramour separated,—the latter is- seize upon him. suing forth from the mansion. “ Harold, this is foolish on your part,” mid| He was proceeding along Lady Saxondale. “TI tell you the danger is past :” | reach Oxford Street, whence he purposed to take a —and then she explained the particulars of her | cab home,—when by the light of a lamp he per- interview with the head-constable of Gainsborough. | ceived the form of a man walking rapidly a little This led her on to describe the adventures of | way ahead, and keeping as much in the shade as Chiffin in the chapel—how he was discovered and ; made prisoner—and how she had effected his re- lease. “You have passed throagh 6 trying ordeal, Flarriect,” observed Staunton, pressing her towards | “Yes: but my potver is once ayain all Sut can- solidated,” she answered, With © of triumph. “There is nothing now % ‘be & source of terror, save and except the and secret which that woman may reveal.” 7 “ And this secret,” sald Tord Harold,—“ how is it of such peramourtt importance? You have never yet informed me: but you have just given me the assurance that benceforth there shall be no concealment of any kind between us.” | “What is the Istest intelligence you obtained concerning her f* able to speak—uanzble even to move her limbs:| “We cannot remain talking hero,” observed but the medical attenfiznt confidently predicts her | Harold. “Where can we go?” to “It's ali safe there: the people are right i ondale she ‘be deatt pte , “she must with epeedily. While | enough—and there’s no danger. Follow me at a in this state, the oppertunity is most favourable | distance—and don’t lose sight of me.” for her removal in puréudimee of the plan which I “Teed on,” eaid Harold: “I shall not miss eome up to London and succour you ia the business | | ; However, you must carry out the operations in- mediately. You know not—indeed you know not a couple of flights of stairs, into s —how much depends upon it! Jiven a risk must where he speedily struck a light, be run! Sarely, surely you can by some menns / The den was poorly furnished—with a bed, a table, get William Deveril out of two or three chairs, and some other necessaries ¢ hours? A fodged letter will do this. Ah, the | but it seemed a sufficiently secure hiding-place for idea is a good one! Know you if your unele the who was so much “wanted” as Mr. is is still at Edenbridge P”’ | “Yee—I have every reason to believe to,” lord—and make yourself at ied Harold. home,” said the “ Here’s brandy and “ And can you not imitate his lordship’s hand f" | water. If you've got a cigar you can light it: I asked Lady Sexondale. “Can you not write a | don’t mind smoke—or more does my landlady, as pressing letter, as if coming from your uncle, and | long as she gets the ready. You see I'm going to urging Mr. Deveril to go to him at once? Then, | blow a cloud :’—and he lighted his pipe accord- your assistants being in readiness to act———” ingly. “I understand: it shall be donel” ejaculated/ ‘You have had some strange adventures lately,” ? ; lodging, my lord,” responded — mee + CO IMULUG 5 DOO CS (COL