The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 397: what you’re looking at

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380 REYNOLDS’ WORKS dered keenly alive to the dreadful consequences of exposure in respect to Lady Saxondale. But the physician heard him not, — or at least heeded him not; but precipitating himself in frantic haste down the stairs, he rushed forth from the house. The vehicle was still waiting at the door; he sprang into it, and gave a hurried direction to the fice who at once arin peal his horse, and away flew the cab in the direction of Park Lane. The Marquis of HKagledean rushed down the stairs after the physician, but reached the threshold of the front door only in time to catch a glimpse of the vehicle as it was dashing away. For the driver, judging by Ferney’s excitement, and knowing him to be a physician, conceived that some life and death affair was concerned. He accordingly failed not to ply his whip and chose not to spare his horse. “Good heavens! my lord,” said Thompson, who had fol- lowed the marquis down to the street door, ‘‘ what will ensue? What will be the consequences? ”’ ‘“‘ My dear friend, what is all this? ” cried Hawkshaw, now rushing forth from the parlour, where he had been waiting, and from the window of which he had observed the phy- sician’s egress, which had every appearance of a flight in wildest terror. But Lord Eagledean could not answer either of his querists. He was overwhelmed with consternation at the thought that the fullest exposure must now inevitably take place, and that all Wiliam Deveril’s forbearance, all his hopes of saving his mother from shame and ruin, would in a few minutes become as nought. At that instant an unoccupied cab passed along the street; and the man who drove it, perceiv- ing three gentlemen.standing on the threshold of the hall door, held up his hand in the usual mode of hailing for a fare. ‘“We may yet be in time to prevent it!” ejaculated the marquis; and beckoning an affirmative to the cab-driver, he rushed down the steps. Hawkshaw and Thompson followed him mechanically, and the next moment they were all three seated in the vehicle. ve ‘Where to, gentlemen? ’’ demanded the driver. dG: esciia House in Park Lane,’ was Lord Eagle- dean’s hurried and excited response. Then, as the vehicle drove rapidly away, he said to Hawkshaw, ” My cear friend, CONNIE DOO KS (E(0)