Peg Woffington

demure calmness he could assume, told Mr. Vane, whom he met descending, that he was happy to find his engag

lloped in that direction himself, intending first to inquire whether Mrs. Vane was arrived, and, if not, to ride toward Islington and meet her. His plan was frustrated by an accident; galloping round a corner, his horse did not change his leg cleverly, and, the pavement being also loose, slipped and fell on his side, throwing his rider upon the trottoir. The horse got up and trembled violently, but was unhurt. The rider lay motionless, except that h

Sir Charles flung a guinea on the counter, and mounting hi

s a dead

!" said a thoughtful bystander. The crowd

de before the door, and, if he saw Mrs. Vane's carriage enter the Square, to let him know, if possible, before she should rea

tell the reader who she was, and what excuse her hu