The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 373: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XXVII MR. SHADBOLT BETWEEN nine and ten o’clock in the evening, we shall again find the Duke of Marchmont and Madame Angelique closeted together in the luxuriously furnished sitting-room which the latter was wont to occupy. The infamous woman had explained to the duke all which passed between herself and Sagoonah, and Marchmont. was deeply agitated thereby. Madame Angelique had not as yet questioned him as to the particular cause of this trouble, for she thought that she more or less knew it, and that it concerned herself as much as him, but she presently said, “‘ How was it that your Grace assured me last evening that we had nothing to apprehend in the shape of exposure or law proceedings? ”’ ‘“T scarcely know what I said,” he answered. ‘ You saw that I was excited and bewildered — ”’ ‘“ But what can she do?”’ demanded Madame Angelique, nervously. ‘Tf she were to lay an information before a magistrate,” returned the duke, “ you would at once be arrested, and though the privilege of the peerage would save me from the same extent of ignominy that would overtake you, yet the exposure would be terrific for me likewise.”’ ‘And yet,’ cried Madame Angelique, as a remembrance smote her, “‘ the ayah never told me that the princess medi- tated my ruin. And then, too, I cannot understand why Indora should have gone prying and peering into the affairs at Oaklands, as your Grace last night informed me she had done. After all, my lord,’ added the woman, clinging to the hope which had thus sprung up within her, “ I think that it is your Grace who somehow or another has alone cause for apprehension.” . 006 CONNIE NCO KS (E(0) m