The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 350: what you’re looking at

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348 MYSTERIES amid the fatal circumstances by which he had been surrounded ; because the carrying off of the two sisters, was connected, in his mind, by 2 vague tie—which, however, he could in no way define— with the Sa Eeee of his mournful meditations during the night’s watch. On the evening of the third day, he left his mother at dusk, and directed his steps towards Dudley House, resolved to endeavour to discover, if he could, what relation there was between the | dream of Percival, and the object of his own / troubled thoughts. Well, my friend! cried Perci val, ag soon as” Stephen had entered the room, what news have you to day? None whatever, replied Stephen, sorrowfully. Do you think I shall be able to get up te-mor- — row, Stephen ? Stephen felt his pulse, and examined him at- tentively. Perhaps, said he. You are better, Percival ; there is now no danger in aliowing you to talk, and I have important questions to ask you. Questions ? repeated Frank, with astonishment, Tam ready to answer you. Stephen then related, in a few words, the gloomy meditations which occupied him whilst watching by his friend’s bedside. Indeed! cried Percival, but with much ae interest. And tell me, Stephen, did I pronounce the name of the marquis de Rio Santo? | No! replied Stephen, You kuow then what J mean ? | . ba? mae Ps j ae bi - " % comichooks:.com