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a THE MYSTERIES OF TilE COURT. 845 Cee Gene vicinage of St. James's Square, upon which,| A door was thrown open-—-and in another momens be it remembered, a portion of Mrs. Brace’s esta- the young maiden found herself in the presence of blishment looked, and into which Rose had descended | Tim Mi on the night of her escape from the Prince of Wales. Upon reaching Mrs Piggleberry's house in Jermyn Street, the trembling girl learnt with a ee es eee at home Bat even while she was ascond- me te stairs to his apartment, a misgiving sprang up in her mind—for she though that Hf Melmeth's suspicions, or rather representations concesning him sere indeed soourate to the lettar, she was encomater- ing a peril that might prove fatal to her honour and her happiness in this workL She stopped short for a moment—ahe was even inclined to turn back sud- dealy and beat a precipitate retreat from the house: but the countenances of Melmoth’s famished wife and children presented themeelves to her imagination —and she continued her way up the stairs, Mrs, Rieristets: ristieg bes Starting from the chair in which he was lounging —tossing into the fire the cigar which he was emok- ing—and almost upeetting the bottle of claret whicn he had commenced, Meagles bounded towards her, “ Miss Foater ! is it indeed you? Thank Ged that we have met again * The pressure which be gave her hand im both his ) | Own was as warm and cordial as his words were fer- vent and weloome; and as he led the maiden to a scat, she felt convinced in her own mind that Mea- gies must have been calumniated to Melmoth, who had misjudged his character accordingly. “Sit down, Miss Foster—compoee yourself—you are agitated—you are pale—but you have nothing to fear in this house,” exclaimed Meagles, giving rapid utterance to these assurance. “I know that you have beeu persecuted—but I thank God that I see 4 { comicloooks. conn