The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 48: what you’re looking at

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ma a. 4 he: ca 7 i- 46 MYSTERIES os him that the countenance was not unfamiliar sbut | this conviction was sharp and fugitive, What mado the deepest impression upon Frank, what | he observed with thé most passionate jealousy, was } the extraordinary beauty of Rio Santo ; and, in proportion as fear took possexsion of his soul, his hatred increased, FErank’s eyes were still fixed | upon the marquis, az he prepared to obstruct his © progress, His rival at first slackened his pace, ; then stopped entirely, as his eyes sought for Lady | Campbell and her niece—he did not even notice | the indignant countenance of the young man be- | fore him. Rog Yonder, marquis, yonder, exclaimed the offi- cious Lautures-Luces, peinting to the apartment § where Lady Campbell was stationed. All the J ladies have been protesting against yonr delay.— Wiil Percival, dearest, have the kindness to allow the marquis and myzelf to pags? Frank moved not, but continued to gaze upon A the countenance of the marquis, with an expres- | sion of ferocious disdain. Rio Santo replied to | the silent challenge of Frank by a prefound and courtesus bow. t I will endeavour, said he, to obtain the honour | of an introduction to Mr. Frank Percival; and © before Lantures Luces had rendered his situation worse by his excessive eagerness, the marquis made an imperceptible signal with his head, to which a person who had entered the room replied ; | and before whom everybody seemed to give place ” with ostensible condescension. This individual, ~ whom we have already introduced to the reader, j and whose elegant ball costume could not ateesionl 4 r Comicbooks-com ‘|