The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 111: what you’re looking at

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THE DOOMED WOMAN 93 all the memories which arose in my brain,” she continued, in a more subdued and deliberate manner, ‘‘ and you have heard, Mr. Loftus, some shocking things. But think you not that I have been punished enough? Picture to yourself all that I have endured since that dreadful night when you and Baron Bergami seized upon me in my own chamber at the villa, and the terrible sound of Murderess rang in my ears.” ‘Mrs. Ranger,’ said our hero, in a low and solemn voice, “IT can only repeat the words which I uttered ere now. You have no further concern with the affairs of this life. All the deeds of your past existence have just been revealed to my ears; perhaps this outpouring of confessions may have somewhat relieved your soul. Therefore do I beseech you, fix your thoughts only upon that solemn subject which should now prove all-engrossing — ”’ “ What!” shrieked forth the wretched woman, in the wildness of her despair, “‘ you bid me abandon all hope? No, no, I cannot resign myself thus to die. You must save me, you must save me! ”’ Loftus shook his head with slow solemnity, saying, ‘‘ For the last time am I compelled to assure you that you have no hope. And now, farewell.” ‘““Stop one moment,” exclaimed the doomed creature. ‘‘T wish to ask you a few questions. Oh, do remain but another minute or two, and I will be calm, I will be calm! ” she added, with a visible endeavour to subdue her horrified feelings, but she shuddered all over as if an ice-blast had poured in upon her. © ‘“‘ Speak, then, for I must leave you now, so that the clergyman may return.” “Tell me, Mr. Loftus, is not my name mentioned with curses and execrations out-of-doors? ’’ she asked. ‘‘ Will there not be an immense crowd to-morrow?” and again she shuddered visibly. ‘‘ Shall I be ill-treated on my way to — to —”’ ‘““T think not; indeed, I am certain you have nothing to fear on that head. The police officers will protect you.” ‘“My God, my God! And those three men, are they to die also? Will they be pardoned? ” ‘* No, there is not the slightest chance of that.”’ “ And Doctor Maravelli, what has become of him? ”’ asked (C(O) nn) ( LOO Sai nin