The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 307: what you’re looking at

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274 THE COURT OF LONDON had a share in dishonouring me. My wife is a party to that dishonour, the authoress of it, the accomplice, the one, in fact, through whom the blow is struck. She then must be punished. Emmerson is another. But there is still another — ”’ ‘Another, my lord! Whom do you mean?” asked Theodore. ‘Search you, my young friend, amongst your master’s papers,” responded the earl, “‘ and ascertain if you can whether the name of Colonel Malpas may in any way tran- Spire in connection with my wife — ’’ “Ah! now I remember,” ejaculated Varian, a thought striking him. ‘“‘ The letter of the countess to Mr. Emmerson alludes to certain bills which she had given to Colonel Malpas, and which she acknowledges to have received back again by private messenger from Mr. Emmerson.”’ “Then the plot is all unravelling itself,’ said the earl, rubbing his hands with a demoniac glee. ‘‘ The plausible, smooth-faced rascal — to invent so fine a story about those bills. When I called upon him the other day in the City, he actually staggered me for the moment. But he must be as consummate a dissembler as my wife is a finished hypo- crite. However,” exclaimed the earl, suddenly abandoning that musing tone, “‘ ’tis for you to procure the letter for me when the time comes, — or any other documentary evidence you can obtain, — in order to bring the case home to Malpas as well as to Emmerson; so that I may not only avenge myself on my wife’s paramours, but heap inilamy upon infamy on the head of that guilty woman hersellf.”’ “T will serve you to the utmost of my power, my lord,” said Varian, and he then took his leave of the Earl of Curzon. Eomicbooks (ele)