The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 299: what you’re looking at

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282 REYNOLDS’ WORKS studied a certain affectation in his dress, as if he were fond of the display of a varied and extensive wardrobe, some of his garments being of those outré fashions which at that time had begun to be prevalent in the French capital. The Countess de Toledo was an English lady, and re- markably handsome. Indeed, not to make any unnecessary mystery upon this point, we may as well at once state that she was an old acquaintance of the reader’s, being none other than Juliana, Lady Saxondale’s elder daughter. After her adventures with the Viscount de Chateauneuf, she had pre- cipitately left the Durands’ villa, in the manner described in an earlier chapter, and retiring to some remote and obscure French town, had there lived in seclusion, as well as under a feigned name, until the time arrived when she was to be- come a mother. The child perished at its birth; and when perfectly convalescent, Juliana returned to Paris. She had previously ascertained that her sister and the Marquis of Ville- belle, neither of whom she had any inclination to meet, were then dwelling in Naples, and she had also learned that the Viscount and Viscountess de Chateauneuf were absent on some tour whence they were not expected to return for several months. She was therefore under no apprehension of encountering in the capital any persons whom she would rather not meet, and taking handsome apartments, she looked about her for the purpose of entrapping either a wealthy husband or a paramour. Juliana had determined not to revisit England. She had not a sufficiency of brazen effrontery to hold her head erect and look the world in the face where her shame was well known, — as her mother had done. With Lady Saxondale she had occasionally corresponded. That very letter which she received when the reader was first introduced to her at the Durands’ villa was from her ladyship, and it made her ac- quainted with the omnipotent sway which Edmund’s wife had obtained over him, as well as of the mother’s determina- tion to consign him to a madhouse. Subsequent correspond- ence from the same quarter informed Juliana of Adelaide’s death in Lincolnshire, but the young lady did not suspect that it was a foul murder instead of an accident. In her own letters to her mother, she mentioned nothing of her amour with the Viscount de Chateauneuf, but she gave due notice of her several changes of abode, of the death of her CONNIE OO! KS (E(0)