frequently out as he crossed the court, and telling stories of his wickedness. She might have had still greater confidence in her disguise, had her experience enabled her to discover that he was much intoxicated; but this could scarce have consoled her for the risk which she might incur from such a character, in such a time, place, and circumstances.

Lambourne flung the door behind him as he entered, and folding his arms, as if in mockery of the attitude of distraction into which Amy had thrown herself, he proceeded thus: « Hark ye, most fair Callipolis or most lovely Countess of clouts, and divine Duchess of dark corners-if thou takest all that trouble of skewering thyself together, like a trussed fowl, that there may be more pleasure in the carving, even save thyself the labour. I like thy first frank manner the best- - like thy present as little (he made a step towards her, and staggered) as little as such a damned uneven floor as this, where a gentleman may break his neck, if he does not walk as upright as a posture-master on the tight-rope.

Stand back!» said the Countess; « do not approach nearer to me, on thy peril.

My peril! and stand off — Why, Why, how now, madam? Must you have a better mate than honest Mike Lambourne? I have been in America, girl, where the gold grows, and have brought off such a load on't »

Good friend,» said the Countess, in great

terror at the ruffian's determined and audacious manner, « I prithee begone, and leave me. »

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« And so I will, pretty one, when we are tired of each other's company-not a jot sooner.»> -He seized her by the arm, while, incapable of further defence, she uttered shriek upon shriek. «< Nay, scream away if you like it, he, still holding her fast; «< I have heard the sea at the loudest, and I mind a squalling woman no more than a miauling kitten Damn me! — I have heard fifty or a hundred screaming at once, when there was a town stormed. »

The cries of the Countess, however, brought unexpected aid, in the person of Lawrence Staples, who had heard her exclamations from his apartment below, and entered in good time to save her from being discovered, if not from more atrocious violence. Lawrence was drunk also, from the debauch of the preceding night; but fortunately his intoxication had taken a different turn from that of Lambourne.

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What the devil's noise is this in the ward? he said What! man and woman together in the same cell? that is against rule. I will have decency under my rule, by Saint Peter of the Fetters. »

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« Get thee down stairs, thou drunken beast, ́said Lambourne ; «Seest thou not the lady and I would be private.

Good sir, worthy sir!» said the Countess, addressing the jailor, « do but save me from him, for the sake of mercy!»

« She speaks fairly,» said the jailor, «and I will take her part. I love my prisoners; and I have had as good prisoners under my key, as they have had in Newgate or the Compter. And so, being one of my lambkins, as I say, no one shall disturb her in her pen-fold. So, let go the woman, or I'll knock your brains out with my keys. >>

«I'll make a blood - pudding of thy midriff first,» answered Lambourne, laying his left hand on his dagger, but still detaining the Countess by the arm with his right- So have at thee, thou old ostrich, whose only living is upon a bunch of iron keys.»>

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Lawrence raised the arm of Michael, and prevented him from drawing his dagger; and as Lambourne struggled and strove to shake him off, the Countess made a sudden exertion on her side, and slipping her hand out of the glove on which the ruffian still kept hold, she gained her liberty, and escaping from the apartment, ran down stairs; while, at the same moment, heard the two combatants fall on the floor with a noise which increased her terror. The outer wicket offered no impediment to her flight, having been opened for Lambourne's admittance; so that she succeeded in escaping down the stair, and fled into the Pleasance, which seemed to her hasty glance the direction in which she was most likely to avoid pursuit.

Meanwhile, Lawrence and Lambourne rolled on the floor of the apartment, closely grappled

together. Neither had, happily, opportunity to draw their daggers; but Lawrence found space enough to dash his heavy keys across Michael's face, and Michael, in return, grasped the turnkey so felly by the throat, that the blood gushed from nose and mouth; so that they were both gory and obscene spectacles, when one of the other officers of the household, attracted by the noise of the fray, entered the room, and with some difficulty effected the separation of the combatants.

A murrain on you both,» said the charitable mediator, «and especially on you, Master Lambourne! What the fiend lie you here for, fighting on the floor like two butchers' curs in the kennel of the shambles ? »

Lambourne arose, and, somewhat sobered by the interposition of a third party, looked with something less than his usual brazen impudence of visage; «We fought for a wench, an thou must know,» was his reply.

« A wench! Where is she?» said the officer.

Why, vanished, I think,» said Lambourne, looking around him; « unless Lawrence hath swallowed her. That filthy paunch of his swallows as many distressed damsels and oppressed orphans, as e'er a giant in King Arthur's history : they are his prime food; he devours them body, soul, and substance. »

Ay, ay! It's no matter,» said Lawrence, gathering up his huge ungainly form from the floor; «but I have had your betters, Master Michael Lambourne, under the little turn of my fore

finger and thumb; and I shall have thee, before all's done, under my hatches. The impudence of thy brow will not always save thy shinbones from iron, and thy foul thirsty gullet from a hempen cord. The words were no sooner out of his mouth, when Lambourne again made at him.

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« Nay, go not to it again,» said the sewer, «< or I will call for him shall tame you both, and that is Master Varney—Sir Richard, I mean — he is stirring, I promise you-I saw him cross the court just now.”

« Didst thou, by G-?» said Lambourne, seizing on the basin and ewer which stood in the apartment; Nay, then, element do thy workI thought I had enough of thee last night, when I floated about for Orion, like a cork on a cask of ale. »

So saying, he fell to work to cleanse from his face and hands the signs of the fray, and get his apparel into some order.

<< What hast thou done to him?» said the sewer, speaking aside to the jailor; «his face is fearfully

swelled. >>

<< It is but the imprint of the key of my cabinet-too good a mark for his gallows-face. No man shall abuse or insult my prisoners; they are my jewels, and I lock them in safe casket accordingly. — And so, mistress, leave off your wailing Hey! why surely there was a woman here!» << I think you are all mad this morning,» said the sewer; « I saw no woman here, nor no man