The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 121: what you’re looking at

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98 REYNOLDS’ WORKS Mrs. Bailey sped past him, not knowing what she was about, he hurried after her. ‘‘ Do tell me, my dear madam,” he continued, in a voice full of anxiety and uneasiness, “‘ what has occurred? ”’ ‘Don’t ask me, my lord! Don’t ask me, I beseech you! ”’ she ejaculated. “ To be abused and reviled and taunted, after I helped to make her a duchess, — it is perfectly shock- ing.” ‘‘ Shocking indeed,’ said Lord Clandon, who was now enabled to comprehend pretty well what had taken place. “ But are you going without her? ”’ he asked, as Mrs. Bailey rushed through the hall to her carriage, which was waiting at the entrance. ‘Yes, my lord; pray let me go. I can assure you I have had quite enough of Oaklands.” ‘* But the duke’s commands are that you should take the duchess with you.” ‘The duchess will not come, and thank Heaven that she won’t!’’ rejoined Mrs. Bailey, who was all in a flutter of mingled anger and affright, and without even waiting to be handed to the carriage, she scrambled up into it as best she could. Lord Clandon bowed courteously, and the equipage drove away. Then he stood irresolute for a few moments how to act. Mrs. Bailey had taken her departure, leaving the duchess behind, and the duke’s orders were consequently disobeyed. Hugh decided, after a short deliberation with himself, upon ascending to his uncle’s apartment to obtain further instructions. Let us now see what in the meanwhile had taken place in Eliza’s chamber. So soon as Mrs. Bailey had fled thence in the manner already described, the Duchess of Marchmont, sinking down from her temporary excitement, into that blank, dead, unnatural calmness which indicated utter despair, said to her maids, ‘‘ Give me my bonnet, my shawl, my gloves, and I will take my departure.” _ “ Shall I order a carriage for your Grace? ”’ inquired Jane, adown whose cheeks the tears were trickling, although in her heart she believed the duchess guilty notwithstanding her solemn protestations to the contrary. ‘““No,”’ answered Eliza, ‘‘ I will depart on foot. Portion- less and penniless was I received as a wife; portionless and GOMmicbooks (E(0)