The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 330: what you’re looking at

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928 MYSTERIES dangerous state had, for a Lisi banished all thoughts of love. Stephen’s eyes were open—he was watching: but in the half obscurity by which he was sur- rounded, the images which he invoked passed be- fore his eyes, as though he had been dreaming. Clara was there before him, and appearing more beautiful, through the medium, of the pas- sionate love which caused his torment. By the side of Clara steed the handsome dreamer of Temple Church, of whose name Stephen wasig- norant, by whom we know under that of Kd- ward. Andthe scene which took place in Teme= ple Church was reproduced in Stephen’s mind with most minute exactness; and at this moment, as before, the first impulse of Stephen was to ex-. claim: I have seen that face before. Percival, at this time, was throwing himself shapelessly about; but Stephen did not for the moment notice him. | He kept on pursuing this resemblance, with > persevering minuteness. Hatred is, in its reeol- lections, as precise as love; and Stephen could have drawn from memory, the handsome dreamer of Temple Church. Whether it was that he had, during that Sunday evening, too lightly dismissed the idea of this resembiance, which had struck him on that instant; or whether these forms had mingled, and confounded themselves afterward in his brain; it was certain that he now saw Ed- ward with far different eyes. aa, Frank became more and more agitated. <A feverish nightmare was oppressing him. Stephen oe ilies adie . —— nl aoe “comicbooks.com . . yh