The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 51: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON. 49 mysterious eye, Mary lost all power of distin- guishing her emotions, and had she been able to escape from the moral thraldom of her aunt, we doubt whether she could respond to the question, 'Vhom do you love ? The marquis finally left Lady Campbell's circle to take a turn in the ball room, and pay his re-. gpects to the otber ladies who were present, His ecemy laid wait for him with the greatest impa- tience, and when the opportunity offered, ad- vanced. rs _ Sir, said he, in that assumed calmness of tone, in which the man of the world can disguise his - emotions, you manifested, a moment since, a de« sire to be introduced to me. Rio Santo did not at first appear to recognize his interlocutor, but within a moment smiled, and stretched out his hand toward him, saying: _ Mr. Percival, I believe; I could not but long Bro make the acquaintancaof a gentleman of whom Lady Campbell has so often and so affectionately Spoken, and for whom Miss Trevor bears the af- - fection of a sister. — Frank took Rio Santo’s hand, and shook it with eagerness. If you have arrived so far: maid he with a bitter smile, as to leve all those to whom Miss Trevor extends her regard, and you have the advantage of me; you force me to accept, in spite of myself, the pity which is so generally extended to a for- gotten lover. Sir, I love Miss Mary Trevor, with more than the affection of a brother, Rio Santo did not withdraw his hand, ad . “My LS UF, 2% . ae ae rs eS he : EComichooksseom