The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 197: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON, | 195 just turned out of Regent-street. The carriage with the Dunois arms upon it was still standing before Dudley House, and the little Duchess de Gevres was still leaning out of the carriage win- dow. : Now, my lovely one, now, she cried, as soon as she perceived Lord Trevor’s equipage, this is the moment for action, and she at the same instant pushed open the carriage door, and urged Susan- nah to alight, who did not attempt to conceal her repugnance at the part she was compelled to play. _ Run up the steps, run quickly, rejoined the little duchess, in an imperative tone; knock at the door; when you get up stairs, you will be told what you have to do, My lord, said Mary, in an agitated voice, that woman— . What woman ? _ Mary pointed with ber hand toward Susannah, who, at that moment, was stepping over the threshold of Dudley House. The devil ! muttered Lord Trevor, that woman, did you say, Mary? Upon my word, I do not know her. | I know her but too well, said Mary, whose paleness had returned. All her limbs trembled with feverish agitation: it was with difficulty that she breathed. It was not only at that moment that Lord Trevor repented having brouzht his daughter with him. He had been bitterly reproaching _ himself all the way, with the imprudence he had _ committed—but there was now no remecy for the evils eh ME none age Sad, ee il ot oe agit OE sg ay eter - 4 ng ty = BPG er ~~ ves i oe > : Se Je — : cComicbooks:. com xe .