Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 54 of 399
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TRE MYSTERIES OF THE OOURT. 4l =, © pee air . i, DY — Sor a a Frank's countenance had become the colour of erimson: fur he knew that all this was said in con- sequence of the shabby apparel which he wote. But at the same time he experienced a deep sense of gratitude towards his new friend, whose frank generosity of disposition it was by no means difficult to penetrate. “To cut all this short,” said Mr. Hawkshaw, “ will you come and take up your quarters with mo at the Hall? It is not very far distant; and if you go to 2 there is a van leaving at six o clock thet will put you down at the park-gate. Aro you Saring at Gainsborough F “ Xee—I am staying there for the present,” re- plied Frank, who did not like to say too much concerning himself ; his business in Lincoln- shire was, as the reader may suspect, of rather a eccret as well as of a delicate nature. “ And may I ask,” pursued Hawkshaw, “ whether only through curiosity? Perhaps you were on yur way to see that fine old castle yonder? I have just come from thence: it is Lady Saxondale’s.” 6 Yes,” observed Frank, with difficulty veiling his confusion at all the various associations cunjured up by the mention of that name: “I was going to while away a few hours by looking at the castle. As for your invitation to stay at the Hall, I again express my si thanks; and with regard to all the other kind things you said, and the offers you #0 generously but delicately —" “You refuse them?” said Mr. Hawkshaw: and he gased upon the youth with a growing interest as well as curiosity. “ Are you alone at Gainsborough P have you parents, relatives, or friends there ?”’ “No: I came upon a little businces of a private nature, which perhaps will not detain me beyond to-morrow. And now, sir, with your permissymn J shall continue my we, and bid you farewell.” you are rambling here with any fixed purpose, or| “And you will sufler me to do nothing for you” so. 58.—THIRD SERIES . (COL () DOO