The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 135: what you’re looking at

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118 REYNOLDS’ WORKS At the same moment a tall, handsome, elegantly dressed young gentleman came hurrying toward them, and at the very first gimpse of that countenance of perfect manly beauty, Christian could not help experiencing a sudden pang which was very much like that of jealousy, — if not jealousy, at all events a feeling of annoyance that another should have a right to claim the privilege of escorting the lovely Isabella. “Why, how was it that we missed you?” exclaimed the handsome individual, gazing with astonishment when he thus perceived Miss Vincent leaning upon the arm of our hero, who was younger than himself, and in every degree as handsome. “It was that sudden movement of the crowd,’’ answered Isabella, ‘‘ which caused such confusion where we were standing. And, oh, I have been so insulted, — and this gentleman,’’ she continued, looking gratefully toward Chris- tian, ‘‘ conducted himself with so much generosity — ”’ ‘“T most sincerely thank you,” said the handsome person- age, taking Christian’s hand and pressing it warmly. ‘“ Par- don me if I be somewhat abrupt, but there = others close by who are uneasy on Miss Vincent’s behalf — Thus speaking, he proffered his arm to Isabella, by his manner and his unfinished speech showing that he was anx- ious to hurry her away. She shook hands with Christian, and with another look expressed her gratitude, — expressed it, too, with a slight tinge of tenderness, as much as a delicate- minded young lady could possibly display. Her companion bowed courteously; they hurried on in the direction of a carriage in which a gentleman and lady were seated, but whose faces Christian could not obtain a glimpse of. Isa- bella and her companion at once entered this carriage, which immediately dashed away, and our hero saw that it was the same which had been sent a week back to convey Miss Vin- cent from Mrs. Chubb’s house. He was half-inclined to inquire of one of the lackeys belonging to the other car- rlages whose equipage that particular one was, but they were all busy in leaping up to their olduean for the throng of vehicles was being set in motion to take up their owners wheresoever they might be found, as the review was now over and the crowds were pouring out of the en- closure. Therefore Christian walked slowly away without putting the question, and in his heart there was a strange - CECONNIEOOoOKS (E(0)