Mysteries of London

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This is an excerpt from a long, four volume novel by George W.M. Reynolds, covering all aspects of London life in the Victorian age, from the criminal to the regal. It was first published in a series of 'penny dreadfuls'.

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Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (England - South East - Oxford, Sussex) British (General)

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my brother repeated the Earl of Ellingham with a wild glance and a sudden start, indicative of the most painful surprise. My brother Georgiana. Oh, no, Impossible. It is true that my father, but know that child died. I can give you no particulars offer, you know, evidence in this most strange and mysterious matter, said Lady Hatfield, endeavouring to subdue the excitement produced in her much agitated mind By the preceding scene. All I know is, or that he told me, was that secret which I have now revealed to you. That's Arthur. You perceive that independent of the other reason which will prevent me from becoming yours and you from receiving me as your wife. But wherefore did you not mention this at first at the commencement of our conversation this morning, demanded the nobleman, utterly bewildered by the revelation that had been made to him and scarcely knowing whether to regard it as a substantial fact or a miserable fiction. Because Rainford himself appeared to tell it to me as a profound secret, observed Georgiana. Not that he desired me to consider it as such, but his manner and then the nature of the revelation itself, which could not be gratified to your feelings. All. I scarcely know what I am saying, Arthur, but I would have spared your feelings had you not compelled me to make that revelation to prevent the mad the insane designs of vengeance which you had formed. I understand you. Georgiana interrupted the Earl and deeply for deeply Do I fear your generous consideration on that point. But there is one question that I wish to ask you a question. Speak, Arthur. This is the day of mutual outpourings, of confidence, said Lady Hatfield. And remember, we are henceforth to stand in the light of brother and sister to each other. The question, I would ask is relative to the robbery that was perpetrated on you and Miss Mordant. A short time back near Hounslow continued. The earl was that highwaymen. He waas he waas, exclaimed Georgiana, once more painfully excited. But do not look coldly on me. Arthur. Do not despise me for that dreadful crime of perjury, which I committed to save him. He wrote me an imperious note, commanding me to stop all proceedings instituted. In reference to that matter. What did such a note imply? It was a menace a dreadful menace, a threat to expose me if I did not obey his mandate. Consider Arthur. Or consider how I was placed my reputation at stake, my fame in the hands of one who but can you wonder that I preferred the dreadful alternative of perjury to the danger of disgrace and infamy, which seemed to impending over my head unless I cannot blame you? Poor suffering woman ejaculated the early in a tone of de commiseration. We never know how we should act till we find ourselves placed in circumstances of difficulty and embarrassment, and then then even the most rigid integrity often use. But let us sit down quietly. Georgiana, for a short half hour. Compose ourselves if we can collect, are fettered thoughts on DH. Converse together a sister and brother. But I will now communicate to you the little I know concerning the birth of Thomas Rainford, if he indeed be the offspring of fat more off the Southeast. On past his hand over his brow, as if to calm the warfare of thoughts and conjectures which agitated his brain, Georgiana seated herself on the sofa, and the earl at length took a chair near her. Then he continued in the following manner. My father, the little was marriage twice. His first matrimonial Connexion was formed when he was 30. On this union was unproductive of issue. Lady Ellingham, as I have heard, was a woman devotedly attached to the dissipation of a fashionable life. She seemed to exist only to shine in the *** assemblies of the West End. Ondas She had no Children and her husband was immersed in politics. She possessed no ties to bind her to her own fireside. She played deeply foreplay was very fashionable then amongst ladies, and is even now. To a considerable extent, her extravagances were great and she made rapid inroads upon my father's fortune. By the time he was 40 he found himself involved in debts on. Moreover, rumour began to be so busy with the name of his wife imputing to her the most shameless infidelity that he determined to separate from her. I should not allude to this circumstance. I would not, for a moment revive statements prejudicial to the memory of a woman who has long ago gone to render an account of her destroy her maker were not that respect for the name of my lamented father renders the anxious to discover any extenuation which offers itself for his subsequent conduct Were a separation was resolved upon, a certain income was settled upon Lady Ellingham. The estate was pushed to nurse, as the law phrase has it on. My father, who was a proud man, retired to a small property which he possessed in Ireland, ostensibly for the purpose of giving up the cares of public life. But in reality, to conceal the necessity of retrenching is a venture.