The Mysteries of London; or, Lights and Shadows of London Life — page 355: what you’re looking at

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- Wilmott, as soon as the body was | of poor Hawk, and bows and nods were exchanged. ‘another, ‘Temained all day, THE MYSTERIES OF LONDON. aL | » ‘I ' AL ' ! Nieit ly ) ; / i —————— er? Faddle smiled, and lit another cigar. Strengthened by a second draught of the brandy, | removed, was condueted by his friend from the house to a cab, | still to observe the which a policeman with some difficulty procured for the unhappy Rose received him. them. As they descended, the little old widow was | left than Dick entered the room. at the bottom of the stairs, with her smiling quiet! “Where have you been?” face. She had reaped an unusual harvest; her rent | who saw that he for the quarter, which was due, was in her pocket— her mind was at ease—she thought not of the scene which had passed—she had now no care. | As they drove through the with their usual levity, they recognised many like themselves, at the firmness which his dupe had attai Was as pale as death, “ At the execution ?” “ I did not see you.” “I wasin the crowd directly under laughing mob, who, | sir,” replied the poor fellow. were discussing the execution, | mott; he looked a great deal of their sporting friends, who, | than poor Hawk.” had been to witness the last struggles; “He has a chicken heart.” “ And you one of iron,” “ What mean you?” “Nothing, sir, nothing ; only, more lik “ Where did you hide yourselves?” demanded one, “ A window to ourselves,” replied Faddle, “ Ah! a private box!” “Were you with Lorton’s party?” demanded | me, and give up the forgery,” A brief “ No” was the response; and at last they | he unlocked, and drew from it a paper; reached Faddle’s lodgings in safety. Here Wilmott | the hand ef his servant, he quietly peint listening moodily to the reasonings | Dick understood him. In an instant G of his friend, who was no less surprised than delighted ned. Towards | 6vening he returaed to his home, too much agitated shudder of disgust with which No sooner had he demanded his master, your window, “TI observed Mr, Wil- ® & murderer | as I have done all you wished, [ hope yeu will perferm your promise to Without a word, Faddle went to a cabinet, which placing it in ed to the fire. MLCDOO AR (C@)