The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 185: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON, “183 dressed her, and she seized the opportunity of putting him down, Mr. O’Chrane, said she, Riese hed her mouth, this isa very simple matter, and one that his been already arranged between their lordships and myself. Your business in the matter, Mr. O’Chrane, is limited to merely counting over some bank notes ; and it would, perhaps, ‘be bet- ter were you to remember who you are, when it may be your chance to have business wieh certain persons. Lady B— presented the satin- wood box to the captain. Here is the money, sir, to ransom the ring, said she, with a timid voice. Twenty thousand pounds, sir. ~ Twenty thousand, muttered he; the count is right, i? faith ; that miserable abortion, Snail, has well earned his ten pounds. My lady, fe ig. “ ss Ting. | forward at the moment that Lady B— eratNee | out her hand to take it. I have the charge of delivering it to her excellency, They then descended the staircase. Lady B — saw but confusedly the light through the veil which covered her face, but could not at all dis= tinguish objects; at the foot of the hich abvore she felt the cool air blowing upon her, whic | her she was leaving the house. A fe Wo aiterwards ske found herself seated in the ha coach, the red curtains of which were still drawr down. The little lady politely assis ed her t move the veil. SSP Toc 5 _ At last the coach stopped: It wal before Lad: / re!