The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 26: what you’re looking at

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FATHER AND DAUGHTER 9 “Yes. And now that we have met, dearest one,’’ said De Margaux, ‘it shall be to part no more. Will you not give me a similar assurance? ”’ Finette looked up with her beautiful black eyes into the villain’s countenance for a moment; then she suddenly cast her glances downward, and while a blush suffused her cheeks, she murmured, “ But you will make me your _ wife? ” “Oh, assuredly!’ exclaimed De Margaux. “I _ will fulfil every promise I made to you at the time. Ah, by the bye, did those people at the goal endeavour to set you against me? Did they vilify me in your hearing? Did they — ”’ _. “ My feelings were too bewildered with mingled joy and orief, as I have already explained to you,” answered Finette, “to enable me to attend to anything which was said at the time. The rest of that night I passed at our quarters in the prison; but very early in the morning I gathered together my few jewels and my little savings, — three or four hundred francs, — and [I fled.” ‘‘ And those jewels, and those savings? ”’ said De Mar- gaux, inwardly chuckling at the intelligence he had just received, and resolving to cut the society of the strolling players with the least possible delay, in order to make Finette his sole companion. ““My jewels and my money,” responded the young damsel, “‘ are at a little lodging which I have taken in the town. Oh, I have been very economical, I can assure you, for I did not know how long it might be before — ”’ _ “ Before you and I encountered each other again? ”’ said De Margaux, — “is it not so? Ah, that telltale blush, my sweet Finette! Well, you have husbanded your re- sources, and it is so much the better. We will fly away together at once. We will proceed into Switzerland, and there the priest shall join our hands in marriage. When _will you come, dearest? When will you be ready to set off? ” “Oh, if I thought you would be always kind and good to me,” said Finette, ‘that you would always speak as gently and as fondly as you are speaking now — ” “Can you possibly distrust me? Can you doubt my love?”’ asked De Margaux, taking her hand and gazing GomiilGeaooks (S©)