The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 75: what you’re looking at

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AFTER THE MURDER 53 Unable to restrain his amazement at the tremendous secret which he had thus discovered, and still less competent to bridle the joy which he felt at having become its deposi- tary, Meagles sprang from his seat; and the dread tragedy of the evening being as completely banished from his mind as if it had never occurred, he paced the room in a perfect transport of wild and ecstatic feelings. For the papers which he had formerly possessed, and which the Prince of Wales had obtained back again from the Amazon, were but “‘ cakes and gingerbread,’’ to use Sancho Panza’s remark, compared with the correspondence and memoranda which had now fallen into his hands, and which so closely concerned the King of England. In a word, Meagles gave way to all the extremes of an extravagant joy; until, gradually cooling and growing collected, he began to recollect that it was far advanced into the night and that he proposed to rise early to return to town. He accordingly went to bed; but some time elapsed ere he could compose himself to sleep; and then his dreams were filled with images of murdered men, stark corpses, and deep graves, all curiously and fantastically blended with scenes in which George III, a beautiful Quakeress, an infant child, and various other persons or ideas connected with the im-' portant documents were strangely jumbled. It was therefore a relief when he was awakened by the light of morning streaming into his chamber; and, starting from the couch, he achieved his toilet with all possible despatch. Breakfast being disposed of, and the bill paid with liber- ality, Tim Meagles mounted his horse and began to retrace his way to London. | Com boo eS (EO)