The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 155: what you’re looking at

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148 THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. into a sound aleep, to dream of the splendid Ba- | equipage rolled out of the court-yard of the man- yoness de Charlemont. sion in the Rue de Tournon. Meanwhile Lord Petersfield had ascended to the chamber where his wife was already wrapped in the arms of slumber; and a very awful aspect had the tomed to his ward’s freaks and humours, yet be | Mr felt that he never could forgive his having called him—vyes, him, her Majesty's Ambassador Extra- ordinary—en owl! The reader has of course un- |? derstood that Lord Petersfield had intended to take Saxondale to task for his conduct in respect to the Baroness de Charlemont: but the castigation, as have secom- tapped gently at the door of his young master’s chamber: but Edmand was already up end nearly CHAPTER CXVIIL The hotel-porter was in readiness to eon- THE INN AT BEAUVAIS. them: but Steunton, probably thinking that the igin of their quarrel at Emily Archer's villa was of such a women, and of having the prospect in a short time to present her to the world as his wife. The repast was soon finished: for he was in a hurry to commence the journcy-end she appeared. “Not a bit!” answered Edmund: and they to have no wish for delay. A travelling-carriage shook hands accordingly. “But what the deuss was in readiness soon after eight: he and the has you hither ?”’ Baroness seated themselves side by side in the in- “ Rather,” rejoined Staunton, “let me ask whes terior, the maid with them—his valet occupied the you are doing here? I thought you were with bux —the postilions cracked their whipe—and the Lord Peterslield in Vienna.” COMMUC DOO CS (COL