pause:-" Once more, sir,-I have told you much that concerns my safety-if you are generous, you will let me pass, and I may do you on some future day as good service. If you mean to arrest me, you must do so here, and at your own peril, for I will neither walk farther your way, nor permit you to dog me on mine. If you let me pass I will thank you-if not, take to your weapon."

"Young gentleman," said Colonel Everard, "whether you be actually the gay young nobleman for whom I took you, you have made me uncertain; but, intimate as you say your family has been with him, I have little doubt that you are proficient in the school of debauchery, of which Wilmot and Villiers are professors, and their hopeful Master a graduated student. Your conduct at Woodstock, where you have rewarded the hospitality of the family by meditating the most deadly wound to their honour, has proved you too apt a scholar in such an academy. I intended only to warn you on this subject-it will be your own fault if I add chastisement to admonition."

“Warn me, sir!" said the Prince indignantly, "and chastisement! This is presuming more on my patience than is consistent with your own. safety-Draw, sir."-So saying, he laid his hand on his sword.

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My religion," said Everard, "forbids me to be rash in shedding blood-Go home, sir-be wise-consult the dictates of honour as well as prudence. Respect the honour of the House of Lee, and know there is one nearly allied to it, by whom your motions will be called to severe ac

count."

"Aha!" said the Prince, with a bitter laugh, "I see the whole matter now-we have our roundheaded Colonel, our puritan cousin, before us-the man of texts and morals, whom Alice Lee laughs at so heartily. If your religion, sir, prevents you from giving satisfaction, it should prevent you from offering insult to a person of honour."

The passions of both were now fully up-they drew mutually, and began to fight, the Colonel relinquishing the advantage he could have obtained by the use of his fire-arms. A thrust of

the arm, or a slip of the foot, might, at the moment, have changed the destinies of Britain, when the arrival of a third party broke off the combat.

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