The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 374: what you’re looking at

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Yh MYSTERIES grotesque ornaments, in which her cipher was fancifully interwoven with that of Rio Santo. . Give it to me, Fanny, give it to me, exclaimed the latter, eagerly seizing the casket. Are there many letters? There are.a great many, said Fanny, seating herself by the marquis. And the key? Let me open it, Edward; your hand trembles very much. Rio Santo’s hand did in fact tremble, As soon as Fanny had turned the key in the lock, he raised the lid, and anxiously looked at its contents.— There were about twenty letters, With a single glance he discovered among them a rough packet bearing an Irish post mark. He uttered a cry of joy, and tore open the envelope. CHAPTER XVI. Fanny Bertram remained seated by the side of Rio Santo. Although the letter from Ireland, so ardently desired, was open before her, and at a distance at which she might have read its contents, Rio Santo did not appear to think of removing farther from her; he was reading it eagerly and without mistrust. He, who deprived himself of © all assistance that he might not have a confidant, © now left a portion af his secret unveiled before a — woman. ah ones Rio Santo, however, eagerly devoured the con- tents of his letter from Ireland, By deg I te - Ste FG ae We tart, camicbooks.com