The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 318: what you’re looking at

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THE MEETING oO0l though it might be sufficiently repaired with a cord and a bar of wood to enable the horses to drag it into the village, the vehicle was totally unfit for the reception of the travel- lers. Juliana therefore begged that the marquis and her sister would take up their quarters at the cottage, and this invitation was gladly accepted by the fond and kind-hearted Constance, while the marquis had no objection to offer; for the intelligence that his sister-in-law was now a married woman naturally led him to believe and hope that she was at length respectably settled in life. Weshould here observe that when Mary-Anne perceived a lady folded in the arms of the marchioness, and in that lady quickly recognized Juliana, she was herself seized with astonishment. Juliana lost no time in saying something kind to her sister’s faithful dependent, who was still more surprised on being informed of the lady’s marriage. The whole scene was therefore one of considerable excitement, and of no mean interest for several of the persons who figured in it. The marquis directed that the valet and the maid should follow the carriage to the village inn, and take up their quarters there, for a glance at the cottage showed him that its dimensions would not afford accommodation for too large a company. He and the marchioness then followed Juliana into the dwelling, and while the table was being spread with materials for supper, the two sisters again embraced each other. Indeed, Constance was overjoyed at this unexpected but most welcome meeting with one on whose account she had suffered much anxiety for a long time past, and infinite was her pleasure to learn that Juliana had made a match of which she spoke with so much pride and satisfaction. But where was her husband? In the first excitement of the encounter, Juliana had forgotten to inform her sister and brother-in-law that the Count de Toledo was absent on a visit to his estates in Catalonia. One explanation led on to another, and Juliana gave a description of the political position of her husband. The Marquis of Villebelle listened with something more than attention. His countenance gradually wore a singular aspect, and in an involuntary manner, he exclaimed, ‘‘ It is remarkable that, much as I know of Spain and Spanish affairs, I never heard till now, Juliana, of the nobleman whom you have espoused.” Juliana gazed with an uncontrollable sensation of affright CONNIE DOOKS (C(O)