The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 350: what you’re looking at

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: THE LADY AND THE PAGE Joo page had excited in her soul. ‘‘ I have revealed the secret of my love, and he loves me in return. But you would scarcely believe how intellectual he is. Oh, what a scandal and a shame ever to have doomed Francis Paton to servitude! Besides, he has told me the history of his life, and it is a history so full of strange romance and profound mystery that I feel for him an illimitable sympathy as well as the tenderest love. But all these things I will explain to you another time — ”’ : At this moment the door opened, and Mary Anne the lady’s-maid entered the room. ‘““ He is come? ”’ said Constance, quickly, while a glow of pleasure suffused itself upon her countenance. ‘““ My lord marquis is in the garden,’ returned Mary Anne, with the mysterious look of a confidante. “Oh, then I will proceed thither at once,” exclaimed Constance. “‘ Give me my guitar. I will take it with me; it serves as an apology for burying myself in the shady recesses of the arbour should I be noticed proceeding thither by the domestics. But you must keep watch, Mary Anne, and you also, dear sister.’’ “Fear not,’ responded Juliana, ‘‘ you shall not be sur- prised by any one.” . Constance accordingly took her guitar, and tripping lightly down-stairs, proceeded to the garden, where in a few moments she was clasped in the arms of her lover, the Marquis de Villebelle. COnNIELDOOkKS (SO)