The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 256: what you’re looking at

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INDORA 225 Sagoonah, you comprehend all the mingled pleasures and pains, the ecstatic hopes and the intervals of blank despair, the thrilling joy and the deep despondency, the fervid ex- pectations and the wildering apprehensions, which make up the sum of love. Seek not to know it, my faithful Sagoonah. Seek not to know it. It is your fond mistress who counsels you thus.” Having thus spoken, Indora made a hasty and somewhat impatient sign, and Sagoonah glided forth from the sump- tuously furnished apartment. Scarcely had the Hindu woman reached the foot of the staircase, when a knock and ring called her to the front door and on opening it, Mr. Redcliffe stepped across the thresh- old. He was, as usual, enveloped in his ample cloak, and his hat was drawn over his countenance, not as if, while coming hither, he had more than at any other time studied to avoid observation, but such appeared to be his invariable habit when moving about the streets of the mighty metrop- olis. As he placed his hat upon the hall-table, and put off his cloak, he flung a look upon Sagoonah, for the impression of her haunting eyes was still strong upon his mind, and he doubtless now regarded her to see whether she again looked at him in that same strange fashion which had sent a vague and unknown trouble into the depths of his soul. But it was not so. The Hindu woman, having closed the front door, stood in readiness to conduct Mr. Redcliffe into the presence of her mistress; her demeanour was that of an Oriental slave, —her looks cast down, and the brilliant lustre of her eyes veiled by the thick jetty fringes which formed such dark lines, so that the very duskiness of her com- plexion appeared pale and light in comparison therewith. Another minute, and Mr. Redcliffe again stood before the Indian princess. Gomichboo “S (E(O)