Penny Dreadfuls, 1850 · page 372 of 397
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—<$< ee TUR MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. ay —————— — — Nothing, that I am aware of,” was the youth’s reply: and now both be and his sister surveyed Mr. Gunthorpe with a feeling of increasing interest— for they could not think that these questions wena put without some serious motive. “Nothing—eh?” he said, with a peculiar and comprehensible look. “But you, Elizabeth—— You see that I make myself quite at home with you, calting you by your christian names——— How- ever, you must at once regard me as your friead— from ali that Henrietta has told me I with you to look upon me ad such. But I was about to ask some question: it was addressed to you, Elisabeth. I suppose you have received a fortune——-eh? Come, tell me alf' about it now P’ Lady Boss blushed’ deeply; aad turning away in —, evidently knew not what answer to make. his chair and taking her hand, “look me in tho faca, and tell my that as a woman you have never done sught which has conjured up that blush to your cheeks !’” “On my soul, Mr. Gunthorge,” replied Lady Bess, at once speaking with the dignity of majden purity and feminine virtuo in its most real and best sense,—“ as a woman I have nover done aught for which I need blush !” Mr. Gunthorpe wrang her hand with effusion : and both she and her brother wore surprised to observe the tears triekle dowa his checks,—not only surprised, but affected also; for it was singular that this old man—e domplete stranger to them —should take such an evident interest in thoir circ both moral and worldly. But hastily dashing away those tears, Mr. Gunthorpe resumed his. seat, and for a few moments somaloed esopped wp in deg ~ Klissboth,” said Mr, Gunthorpe, starting from thought. NO. 46.—THIED SEBLIES, = comicbooks.com