The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 150: what you’re looking at

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148 MYSTERIES speech, Snail had victoriously left the box, carry- ing off with him the brilliant ring, Lady B--, dismayed, rushed after him, but at the door shéran against blind Tyrrel,or rather we should say, against the unfortunate Sir Edward Mackenzie. * - Let me pass, sir, shrieked Lady B—, let. me pass! thieves! thieves! It is not mine! she shrieked, and panting like amad woman; his royal highness lent it to me— confided it to ms— it is one of the crown diamonds —oh, Heaven ! a diamond worth twenty thousand pounds ; stop him—help! help! Aft last, ren- dered powerless by dispair, she seized Sir Edmund Mackenzie by both arms, and violently pushed him out of the box. She thenrushed, half wild with terror, into the lobby. Snail in the meantime, though delighted with his success, had very cooly sauntered round the lobby, and no one though of pursuing him. He entsred the countess’s box, the doorof which was open. The countess was leaning over the front of it, endeavouring to ascertain what had occurred, and why Lady B— had screamed. Susannah, on the contrary, was looking pen- sively toward the spot which Brian had just before guitted, after bis scane with the Karl of White Manor. Snail laid one finger upon the satiplike skin of her lovely shoulder, and whisper- ed ‘ Gentlewoman of the night’ | The lovely girl started and looked around, much alarmed. _ Pardon, your grace, said Snail smiling; be . Eomicbooks.com . Ae — incl inline ee