The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 378: what you’re looking at

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376 MYSTERIES If your lordship would begin to expiain this matter more clearly ? You would not understand me better than you do now, prince, because you even now per- fectly comprehend my meaning. But your excel- lency will have time to reflect, Tolstoy’s heart was oppressed by a vague feeling of uneasiness. He felt that Rio Santo had dis- covered a vulnerable point in him, and he could not imagine any mode of defending it. He re- mained standing, with his arms folded, before the marquis, who was still negligently reclining in the arm-chair. Rio Santo continued, in a dry tone,— i do not wish to keep you longer in suspense, prince. After having read your letter, a sudden fancy seized me to inspect the proofs confided by you to the Signora Palianti. Imprudent !—imprudent and mad! exclaimed the prince, enraged at his own folly. i should not have dared to have applied that last epithet to your excellency rejoined Rio Santo. ‘Une signora at first refused to satisfy my curiosity. it ought, in justice to her, add, that she for a igng time resisted my entreaties—for at least five minutes, prince. But, however valiant it may be, all resistance must have its term. The signora at iength ceded. I had within my hands those faraous documents, which informed me that you “ere associated with the secret societies of Ger- many. Odsbud, prince, in Russia you fellow sirictly all the rules of the terrible game of con- spiracye Nothing was wanting in your bundle of cComicbooks.com