The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 88: what you’re looking at

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ANOTHER PLOT 69 Madame Angelique, who had listened with the utmost impatience to that long speech which was coldly but disdain- fully uttered, — ‘‘I will speedily convince you that your interests are more intimately wrapped up in mine than you appear to imagine. What if the Lady Indora continues her persecutions against me; what if in the course of a few days, when the legal machinery is set in motion, she hands me over to the grasp of justice, — think you that in order to let myself down as lightly as possible, I would not tell all?” “Ah, now I understand you,” exclaimed Sagoonah, her large luminous eyes flashing forth living fires. ‘‘ You would betray me to my mistress? And if you did so,” continued the Hindu woman, bending a look of mingled scorn and hate upon Madame Angelique, “ think you that I would not be avenged? Yes, into the depths of whatsoever dungeon the arm of the law might consign you to, would I penetrate, and my dagger should drink your heart’s blood.” ‘For which deed you would hang upon a gibbet,”’ replied Madame Angelique. ‘“ But it is useless — worse than use- less — for you and me to stand here threatening each other. At all events we now understand one another, and I have shown you that your own interests are more intimately connected with mine than you had previously imagined.” Sagoonah reflected for a few moments, and then she said, in a low voice full of concentrated rage, but a rage which was altogether subdued so far as the expression of her countenance was concerned, “ Yes, if you, to help yourself, in the case supposed, were to prove thus treacherous, it would go ill with me. Now, woman, what mean you?” asked Sagoonah, sternly. ‘‘ You have sought me with some fixed plan; you have something settled in your mind. Speak quickly; what is it? ” “The Lady Indora must die,’ answered Madame An- gelique, in a low, deep, emphatic voice. _ “And you mean to add that she must die by my hand? ”’ said Sagoonah. “ But it cannot be. Enough has already transpired to the knowledge of Christina Ashton to make her fix the deed upon me if it were accomplished.”’ “ What if I were to place in your hand a subtle poison? ”’ said Madame Angelique, and she looked up with a sinister aspect into the countenance of the ayah, who bent over the palings. COMIC OOO <S (CO)