The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 360: what you’re looking at

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368 MYSTERIES you were the affianced bride of the Marquis de Rio Santo; but had I been informed of it, 1 should only have been more eager to'take the step which has this day brought me here. I am no longer, madam, speakingof myself; let what may happen, my tongue shall not again utter either entreaties or complaints. I will endeavour to forget, as you have done, those cherished remembrances of a love, which were my greatest treasure. There are no longer any ties between us but the vows which you pronounced, and from which I now absolve you. Although I no ionger hope, I still love; and I have done nothing, madam, which can deprive me of the right of watching over your welfare, and of preventing, so far as I am able, the fright- ful misfortune—with which you are threatened— I de not understand you, sir, stammered Mary. i will explain myself, madam, replied Frank, and was proceeding to inform Mary of the mar- quis’s treacherous conduct. _ Are you listening to me, Mary, asked Frank, | abruptly; for, during several seconds, Miss Tre- _ vor’s person had assumed a strangely fearful as- f pect. She made no reply to Frank’s question. Mary! Mary! cried Frank, what is the matter? answer me! The same silence—the same immobility. Oh, Diana, said Frank, come here, I cone you! Mary is dead! Miss stewart flew from the piano to her friend, and remained mute with astonishment at her as- pect, ° tte SuucPOOKS. co