The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 238: what you’re looking at

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THE RESULT 221 attentively indeed on the preceding night, during the few minutes he and his partner were in her own elegantly fur- nished parlour at the cottage. Now, therefore, when he examined her from head to foot with the keenest scrutiny, observed her superb dark eyes, her strongly marked features, especially the rich fulness of the lips, when he noted, too, the figure, and calculated what must be the stature of this Jady on whom he was now gazing, 1t was impossible he could come to any other conclusion than that he saw before him the female highwayman who had escaped from his clutches during the past night. Therefore, without pausing to reflect any longer upon the astounding evidence he had heard in the bar-parlour to disprove this identity, he sud- denly exclaimed, “‘ Well, I am decided. At all risks, I give this woman into custody.” “Me, sir, into custody! ’”’ exclaimed Lady Bess, with an Indignation that was admirably assumed, and her eyes flashed fire upon the attorney. “Yes, you,” he answered. Then turning abruptly around toward the officer, he said, ‘‘ Constable, do your duty.’’ “ Ma’am, you must consider yourself in custody,’’ said the police official to Lady Bess. , “Oh, very well,’ she exclaimed. ‘‘ Whoever this gentle- man is,—if a gentleman he be,—he shall smart for it. There is such a thing as an action for damages in this country.” “We will not bandy words here,’ said Mr. Marlow. ““ IT suppose the case can be heard at once before the mayor. You can bring your prisoner along with you, and I will inquire my way to the town hall. We will go separately.” With these words Mr. Marlow put on his hat and whisked out of the room. “’ Miss Marshall,’”’ said Lady Bess, addressing Kate in the presence of the constable, as if speaking to a stranger and an | inferior, ‘‘ fetch me my bonnet and shawl, for I can assure you that I am in as great a hurry to have this matter inves- tigated as the individual who has just quitted the room can possibly be.’’ Kate accordingly repaired to fetch the things which Lady Bess required, and when our heroine had put on the pretty bonnet, and the new French shaw! (never before worn) with which Kate likewise supplied her, she looked so superbly CONNIE DOOKS (EO)