The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 89: what you’re looking at

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72 REYNOLDS’ WORKS mentioned the name of the Duke of Marchmont; he men- tioned his own real name of Bertram Vivian. His language was passionate and vehement, and she (Sagoonah) thought he scarcely knew what he was saying at the time. Sagoonah continued to depose that she herself during this interview remained concealed behind a group of shrubs, and that her presence there was not suspected by either the Englishman or the princess. She never told either what she had over- heard, but treasured it up in her own bosom. The English- man’s freedom was not accorded him, but some time after- ward he escaped from Inderabad. Then the princess deter- mined upon coming to England, and Sagoonah agreed to be her companion. Since they were in England, and very re- cently, Sagoonah had listened at the door when the prisoner and Indora were conversing together, and she had heard enough to establish the conviction in her mind that he whom she had so long known by the name of Clement Redcliffe was none other than Bertram Vivian, or, more properly, Lord Clandon. ‘“‘ And the prisoner in the dock,” said the magistrate, in- quiringly, ‘“‘ is the same person of whom you are speaking? ”’ Now it was that Sagoonah turned her large coal-black eyes upon Lord Clandon, and they vibrated with that lustre which on former occasions had struck him as so sinister, and which had subsequently haunted him for a period afterward. That look which she thus bent upon him was full of a fiendish satisfaction, of a hatred which had succeeded a once all- potent love, and as she again turned her regards toward the magistrate, she said, in a firm voice, “ It is he.”’ ‘‘ When you first addressed me this afternoon,” said the inspector, ‘‘ you entered into very minute details in respect to the murder which took place in the year 1829. Perhaps you have some explanation to give on that point? ” Sagoonah hesitated for a few instants, and then she said, in the same cold, calm voice as before, “‘ I have no objection to explain that subject. My royal mistress procured numer- ous volumes of an English newspaper called the 7'1mes, and I availed myself of opportunities to read therein the history of the murder at Oaklands. It was thus that I was enabled to follow up the clue which I had previously obtained in India, and to understand how it was that the prisoner had so long borne a false name.” | Gomicbdoc <S (E()