The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 23: what you’re looking at

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6 THE COURT OF LONDON hurry off to Leveson House at once; but do you proceed to Mayfair and fetch that truly eminent man, Doctor Thurs- ton.” Away sped Doctor Copperas in one direction and the baronet in another. Doctor Thurston was at home, and on being informed by Sir Douglas of what had occurred, he said, “‘ Most fortunate it is that Doctor Copperas has hastened to take the case in hand. There is not another man in England who has such experience in occurrences of suspended animation.”’ While thus speaking, Doctor Thurston put on his hat and gloves, and accompanied the baronet to Leveson House, where in the meantime Ariadne had returned to complete consciousness. We need hardly say that the scene which then took place between the brother and sister thus reunited under such extraordinary circumstances was touching in the extreme. ‘Theodore strained Ariadne to his breast and covered her with the tenderest caresses. Ernestina and the housekeeper, fearful that some explana- tion might take place on the part of the damsel relative to the treatment she had received at the mansion, besought Theodore to withdraw, alleging as the reason that this pro- longed excitement on the part of Ariadne might be followed by a relapse. But when the young girl beheld the house- keeper at her bedside and caught a glimpse of the Marquis of Leveson at the other extremity of the room, she clung tenaciously to her brother’s neck, murmuring, in low and broken accents, ‘‘ Do not go, dearest Theodore, do not leave me! Oh, do not leave me again, I beseech you! ”’ The brother saw by the affrighted manner in which her azure eyes swept their looks around that she was in dread of those present; and it instantaneously flashed to his mind that she had perchance experienced some foul play, and that he was not as yet acquainted with all the circumstances of her supposed death. Indeed, when first informed, through the medium of the baronet’s letter, that his sister had died beneath the roof of the Marquis of Leveson, vague and undefined suspicions of evil had sprung up in his imagination, for the name of Leveson was known to him as that of a nobleman much addicted to pleasure. This suspicion now appeared to receive confirmation from Ariadne’s affrighted manner; but it was not the moment and it was not the COnnicloooks (E(@)