Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 64 of 400
The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 64: what you’re looking at
A restored page from Penny Dreadfuls, 1850. Page through the whole issue in the reader above.
📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)
Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
SS ee THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. 49 | aT | Ge 1 " set | hl a rm | _ ——— = | i = ] a Z - , : i” Oa ae a Dy Bie WP i _: | i in ‘ rhe ley o Ty. : | = —=— i, | i 5 | uh | ' ' } ] Ay ; = Th | me Ey BB a 3 : . af hy it Hh * mT | val va | ee i 1 TA wl WT fe =< 7 AL LIL, . —_— , | ii HOCH Sie ly | } ‘ wey a a eee | OF 4 '" fe) aid al | Pa ih . : hn, me! ‘| = | -t3 “| M a fe. Ir. — — — “4 } = eT Aly os ~ ’ ' i i \ | 4 | Wi = + Hifi leh : ‘i | she handsome man who knelt at her feet, she gave ( passioned vehemence ; and she continued to larisn back with ardour the warm kisses which he im-/| her caresses with the fondest ardour upon the printed upon her lips, her cheeks, and her brow. “Love you [—yes—oh! yes—such sympathy as { have received from you, sweet lady, could not fail to engender love,” responded Sir Richard Stam- ord. “ k God! he loves me—he loves me” still murmured the Princess Amelia, appearing to pour ner whole soul—her life—her being, into the ecs- tacy produced by the avowal of affection which she had received from the lips of the baronet. “ And is it possible that you can love me in re- baronet. “Your friendship, Amelia, was s boon which could not be too dearly prized,” he said, returning the kisses which she thus bestowed upon him: “but your love—oh! that is a happiness so totally unexpected—so unlooked for——” “Ah! is it possible that you could have mistaken the feeling with which I regarded you, Richard” inguired the Princess, in a tone of tender re- proach. “ Did you not perceive that I loved you “I dared not trust my thoughts upon the sub- turn ?" he asked, rising slowly from his knees and | ject,” replied the baronet. “ But the nature of my resuming his place by her side, although without disengaging himself from the warm embrace in which she held him. “It is possible—it is true—it is God's own truth that I love you—that I would lay down my life to own feelings was not uaderstood by me until those words which you uttered just now struck as it were upon the concealed chord of tenderness and vi- brated to my very heart’s core. Thence the in- spiration was carried to the brain—and I peroelved serve your exclaimed the royal maiden, with im- | in a moment that I loved you ” a eee (CO DOO (CO