The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 46: what you’re looking at

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SCENES AT MR. PAGE’S ABODE 20 acy against you. It was a dodge to get her out of the way, and prevent her from blabbing about the treatment she has received from the prince. Ah, you see that we know all about it, miss,’’ he cried, observing the look of astonishment that Pauline fixed upon him; ‘“ and so you can go to the madhouse and compel the rascals to let your sister out again; or else you can apply to the beak — the magistrate, I mean — and he’ll deuced soon give you Justice.”’ ‘“ Ah! now you have filled me with hope and joyfulness,”’ exclaimed Pauline, clasping her hands fervently. ‘ But how can I reward you, my friends? I do not possess much money — ”’ “We won’t take anything from you, young lady,” inter- rupted the Gallows’ Widow, her whole policy in the repre- sentations she had made to Pauline, the light in which she explained the circumstances of the maiden’s deliverance, and her refusal to accept any recompense all being based upon the certainty of receiving a handsome acknowledgment from Lord Florimel. ‘‘ You will only annoy us,’ continued the Gallows’ Widow, ‘“‘ if you persist in speaking of reward.’’ ‘Then I shall not do so any more,’’ said Pauline. ‘ But did Lord Florimel make you acquainted with the circum- stances relative to my sister? ’’ she asked, somewhat shocked and more astonished at the idea of her lover having been guilty of such indiscretion, even with a good motive in view. ‘“‘ He never opened his lips upon that head, young lady,”’ responded Lizzy Marks; ‘‘ but Mr. Page’s servant-girl is a@ spy of ours, whom we got introduced into his service that she might keep a better watch over your safety, living as you do next door.” “And Lord Florimel is in the country, you say?” ob- served Pauline, interrogatively. ‘‘ Do you know whether he has gone? that I may write and thank him for his kind- ness,”’ she added, a blush suffusing itself over her beauteous cheeks and pouring a flood of tender lustre into her swimming eyes, her heart all the time beating rapidly and joyously at the thought that the path to reconciliation with her lover was now so completely open. ‘ His lordship is at Dover,” returned the Gallows’ Widow. ““T have called two or three times within the last month at his house in Piccadilly; because I wanted to tell him that GomiilGcaooks (©)