The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 278: what you’re looking at

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276 MYSTERIES ehair, and all my senses were once more ovér- whelmed. ‘ | | More than an bour had passed on in this way, When I opened my eyes, I saw Rehoboam pacing up and down the room, a prey to the most frightful agitation. How was he changed, Brian, and what an expression of profound repentance had replaced the savage triumph which before animated hisfeatures! He smote his breast, and sobbed like a child. As soon as he perceived that I had recovered from my torpor, he rushed toward me, threw him- self at my feet, and covered my hands with kisses. Then, striking his pockets, which were full of gold, he drew me tewards the door. I compre- hended that he wished me to leave the house in Goodman’s Fields, and I offered no resistance. I was indifferent to everything at that na 3] your name, even, Brian, bad it been pronoune to me, would not bave had the power of dispel- ling the torpor of my feelings. Night had already closed in when Susannah arrived at this part of her history. She had been speaking for a long time; and was obliged to pause, as much from physical fatigue, as from the bitter emotions which these recollections had awakened. The rsom was not altogether dark, because the white ceiling gave sufficient light to enable them to see the furniture of the room, though but ob- scurely, The features of the lovely girl, pallid from las- situde, had upon them a look of langeur, which rendered them more enchanting. Brian gazed upon her in perfect ecstacy. He repassed in his — ] | : ] ’ . | gat het : é | 4 Ps \ - 5 | : . C comicbooks.com - THAR | ae