The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 356: what you’re looking at

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S54 MYSTERIES heart. It seemed to her that all London; would, the next morning, read upon her features the crime she had just committed against the deco- rum of society. The carriage had stopped at the entrance of Barnwood House, before her emotion had gub- sided. I would not have done it, said she to herself— oh! no! I should not dared—sh! Heaven! but the poor girl was so pale, and appeared to suffer so much ! Frank’s letter contained oniy afew lines. I¢ was appointing a meeting with Mary, in respectful, but earnest and pressing terms, at her friend, Miss Diana Stewart’s, house. Mary read the letter, and remained for some moments completely absorbed in meditation. Do you think that a man can love two women, Diana ? asked she suddenly. Do you not know, Mary, replied Miss Stewart, giddily, that the Marquis de Rio Santo never loves less than four at a time! A tear trickled down Miss Trevor’s cheek, Frank is just the same, no doubt murmured she; he loves me, and he loves that woman. As for me, I no longer love him She handed the letter to Miss Stewart. Hear me, Diana, she continued, to-morrow, when he comes to your house to meet me, tell him that Iam very happy. Tell him that it is quite a pleasure to hear me sing, to see me smile. Tell him that my gaiety more than equals yours, so madly happy am [. The next day at the appointed hour, Frank >} comicbooks: |