The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 228: what you’re looking at

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296 MYSTERIES | 4 | ‘ leaving hold of bis throat, he seized his legs and — square, the interior gardens of which disdain the a “a Z 7 ‘ - tremendous violence. Clara hid her face in her — hands, and screamed in terrible anguish, Angus could not breathe. Bob’s iron fingers clung to — his throat, and having dragged his head upon the © gunwale of the boat, he dashed it repeatedly against it. Tben, suddenly drawing him up, he forcibly pushed his shoulders over the side, and precipitated the laird’s body into the Thames. Anna was still asieep. Clara wasno longer so, but she was lying across the boat, having eens h with terror. 1 CHAPTER IV. Behind the noble gardens of Buckingham palace, and far from those populous districts in | which commerce huddles together her starving labourers. rises a vast and regniarly designed round or oval form common to nearly all the gars dens of the other squares of London, and which @ contrasts so strangely with the straight lines of the houses which environ them. The buildings’ which surround this magnificent pari—for so it deserves to bs called from its extent—are ally palaces Don Jose-Maria Telles de Alareaon, Merde of Rio Santo. eccupied the largest of these palaces ; it was at the same time the st bril: e liant, the most magnificent of the whe 5 ane: is ae oe a a \S Bs: fe * wh ied ey: Fy ‘comicbooks. com. : a a Re Pa >t