Penny Dreadfuls, 1847 · page 154 of 396
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-152 MYSTERIES raised herisvely head, and directed toward him a most inquiring look. De Lantures Luces had not been accustomed to produce such great sensations, He paused awhile, to render his intelligence so much the more in request. Well, sir, said Mary, weil? Rio Santo left the place which he had occupied behind the young lady, and quietly approached de Lantures Luces., I am speaking seriously, said the latter, it is an unfortunate affair. : in the name of Heaven, sir, speak! exclaimed Mary, in aroused alarm. Will you speak or not, sir? dryly said Lady Campbell, interrupting her. Yes, madam, certainly. Poor Frank has been engaged in a duel. A duel! repeated Mary, gasping for breath. And he was wounded— Lady Campbell endeavoured to take hold of her hand, but Mary, placed it on her side, aud then fainted. De Lantures Luces withdrew, to relate, this incident to the dandies in the omnibus box; and also. that he might be nearer tothe Signora Briotta, who had just made her appearance. Poor child! said Lady Campbell, holding her scent bottle for Mary to inhale it. Ah! my lord - what have you done? He has insulted me, Lady Campbell, and he is my rival. | An unhappy rival, sir ! for this fainting fit only » proves that Mary remembers the companion of her youth. Poor Frank! I alsa, sir, am much afflicted at this sadevent, Be so gvod asto order — coumichonts S-cOom 5.¢Om)