The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 309: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON, 807 warm fur great coat, was following him with an indolent step. It may be imagined that Bembo opened his eyes widely. The first of the new comers advanced gently, and made a gesture of surprise at seeing Annhain the arm-chair. He no doubt expected she would have been in bed; and his face, as he turned smiling obsequiously toward his companion, seem- ed to Sey She is asleep: it is ofdittle consequence whether it be in the chair or not. The man in the great coat did not deign to re- ply; and the other, who appeared to be his valet, if not something worse, although he did not wear a livery, raised the candle so as to throw its light upon the sleeping Anna. Bembo lost nota single — gestures of these two men, one of whom was Gil-. bert Paterson, and the other Godfrey de Lancas-' ter, earl of White Manor. The Chevalier Angelo Bembo continued Icok- ing most anxiously and felt the blood boiling in _ his veins at the thought of the probable designs of these two men, who were clandestinely violating the retreat of his young love :—for she was his, or rather Angelo choose so to consider her. The earl, however, bad remained motioniess, at three or four paces distance from Anna, anc while Paterson was gesticulating and speaking with apparent emphasis, White- Manor was gazing with his dull eyes around the room. Bembo felt no difficulty in interpreting thisscene. The valet was evidently praising the exquisite charms of the young girl—doubtless a new acquisition—while the pacha—we meant to say the lord—was mak-~ COMICLOOKS.COR!