The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 46: what you’re looking at

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ma mosing tone to himself: “that will do very well. Had it been Friday, I must have declined— positively declined, at any risk—that being my day for the charming Venetia Trelawney.” The conversation now dropped: and it seemed toierably certain, to the supreme satixfaction of the coachman and valet, that they were not to be laid under contribution in respect to their watches and money. No doubt the masked chieftain fancied they did not possess anything of particular value: or else he scorned the idea of plundering domestic servants. . An hoar elapsed—and at length a bell rang in the interior of the house. “ You will soon take your departure now,” said the leader: and, having thus spoken, he disap- Peared once more with the lantern. In about five minutes he retarned, followed by lips of the Marquis and the two servants. Dim and feeble as was the light shed by the lantern, it was nevertheless sufficient to show that the coun- tenance of his Royal Highness wore a smile of complacent satisfaction which he could not alta- gether subdue, though he evidently essayed to conceal it, But there was little leisure for the Marquis of Leveson or the royal domestics to indulge in conjectures as to what might have oceurred to the Regent: for the man Daniel im- mediately raised the drapery covering the door— and the leader, having extinguished the lantern, guided the Prince, the Marquis, and the two ser- vants back to the carriage, into which he himself followed them as before. The blinds of the vehicle were again drawn up— the massive gates were opened—and the equipage tolled away, under the sane circumstances aa it the Prince—and ejaculations of joy fell from the | arrived. Ths is w say, two of the despcrailov 6° tre enn ees eer — comliclbooks.com