The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 29: what you’re looking at

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8 THE COURT OF LONDON Such was the individual who made the above-mentioned remark as he entered the commercial-room at the George and Blue Boar; and taking off his hat, cloak, and warm gloves he seated himself at a table. Almost immediately afterward the waiter made his ap- pearance with a steaming tumbler of rum punch, which the gentleman had ordered as he passed the bar. But from the first instant that the stranger had met the eyes of Mr. Page, this worthy individual had not ceased to stare at him. It was not, however, with the offensive gaze of impertinent curiosity; nor was it the rude survey of coarse vulgarity; but it was the fixed contemplation of one who is suddenly struck by a resemblance, and who fancies he knows the object of his scrutiny, yet on the other hand feels almost certain that he must be mistaken. At this juncture the other two commercial travellers rose and retired; and Mr. Page was left alone with the stranger. COMnnie oDOoOkKS.c@