The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 353: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON, S51 sioned some surprise to the frequenters.of the drawing-room of Trevor House, As to Lady Campbell, she certainly was not the least surprised. But yet she arose, smiling and ran to receive her former friend with a transport of satisfaction. The whist we bee had risen Gre in due form. In proportion as Lady Campbell alenedl ate tentive and ovetjoyed to see her, the Countess of Derby was ill at ease and confused.. And this was a strange occurrence, for the Countess of Derby was renowned throughout London for her incomparable knowledge of the world, and seif possession. Her rivals imitated her manners, despairing to do as well if they did otherwise. She was very pale. Her lovely eyes bore traces of fatigue, if not of tears. Her look was absent, almost to wildness, I do not see Miss Trevor, said the Countess, before seating herself. I hope she is not ill. Mary was sitting before her. On! rejoined the countess, on perceiving her how much you are changed, dear Mary! She kissed her, and by an involuntary gesture she put her hand into her own bosom; but in- stantly withdrew it, and blushed as if she had been on the point of committing some mistake, - And then she hurriedly left her, and seated her- self among the guests. Madam, ssid de Lantures Latees I do not think I ever saw you wear a more exquisite brooch, It is only right to add, that the countess did I Scomicbooks.com