The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 25: what you’re looking at

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8 REYNOLDS’ WORKS “Yes,”’ cried the young damsel, giving an affirmative in her turn. ‘‘ Oh, I have wandered and wandered so far and so wearily! ”’ | “Tt is, then, as I thought,” cried De Margaux. ‘ You were not angry with me, Finette, that I fled so precipitately on that memorable night?” “Angry with you?” she ejaculated. ‘Oh, no! In one sense I rejoiced that you succeeded in effecting your escape, though in another sense I was very, very sad.” ‘“ Ah, I comprehend you, dearest Finette!’’ said the villain, assuming a look of the deepest tenderness, while he took her hand which she abandoned to him. “ You were sad because I was compelled to fly alone and that you were unable to accompany me? Ah! my dear Finette, I have been truly wretched on your account. I have pic- tured to myself all kinds of horrors, — your father’s in- dignation, his brutal treatment of you —”’ ‘“‘T remained not to encounter it,’”? answered Finette. ‘“‘He would have killed me if I had stayed. I fled from home, I have wandered about — ”’ ‘‘ And you confess, dearest girl, that you entertained the hope of falling in with me?”’ said De Margaux. “Oh,” exclaimed Finette, her countenance lighting up with a sudden animation, ‘if I had not entertained this hope, I could not have supported myself under the sense of such terrible calamities. Yes, oh, yes, I have longed to fall in with you.” ‘Dear, dear Finette!’’? and De Margaux strained her to his breast. ‘‘ Dearest Finette, how I love you!” “But you?” she said, again disengaging herself from his arms, “ were you veritably and truly happy thus to fall in with me?” ‘‘Can you possibly doubt it?” exclaimed De Margaux. “‘ Shall I tell you wherefore I assumed this disguise? It was not so much to assist in eventually effecting my escape from the pursuit set after me as to carry out a desperate purpose which I had formed. It was my intention to dare everything on your account, to retrace my way, yes, at any risk, no matter how great — ”’ ‘“‘ Oh, then, you really love me?” cried Finette, a joyous expression appearing upon her countenance, ‘and you were coming in search of me? ” Gomiicbdoc <S (E(0)