The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 136: what you’re looking at

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THE RIVAL 109 duced was really just the same as if she had actually returned to the apartment. Again was Lord Florimel by her side in a moment, and again was her hand locked in hisown. With hasty steps they felt their way back to the vicinage of the table, where they knelt down upon the footstools. The ceremony then commenced immediately; and there — in the midst of the utter darkness which prevailed — did the accommodating clergyman begin to recite the service for this most strange, most mysterious, and most romantic marriage. CORE Oe SS) (S©)