The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 367: what you’re looking at

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332 THE COURT OF LONDON “You have nothing to fear from us, my good fellow,” said Meagles. “Oh, I am well assured of that, sir!” exclaimed the Beggarman, in an assumed tone of hearty confidence. ‘‘ Please to follow me down these steps, and in a few moments you'll be with Warren.” Meagles and the Amazon unhesitatingly complied with this invitation; and at the bottom of the stairs, the Beggar- man, throwing open a door, stood aside to allow them to enter the chamber. They crossed the threshold; and as the light of the candle, which the Beggarman held high up, did not reveal to them the presence of the person whom they expected to meet, they simultaneously turned looks of in- quiry upon the ruffian. But the door was instantaneously closed with violence, and they heard the strong bolts shoot- ing into their sockets on the outer side. In another moment the heavy steps of the Beggarman, ascending the stairs, fell upon their ears, and then all was silent! ‘We are betrayed, Tim! ”’ exclaimed the Amazon, grasp- ing her companion’s arm at hazard in the midst of the deep darkness which pervaded the room. “Tt seems so, my beauty,” returned Meagles. ‘“ But cheer up, and the devil’s in it if we’re not a match for this scoundrel in the long run.” COnnie DOOkKS aC)