As Mr. Martindale's carriage seldom moved at a much more rapid rate than a hackney-coach, the party within had an opportunity of hearing themselves speak. And very much was Mr. Philip entertained at hearing the original and curious remarks which Signora Rivolta made on the party which they were just leaving. So humorous, and withal so good-naturedly satirical, were her observations, that Philip was quite delighted with them. The subject was renewed when they had alighted from the carriage, and entered the house, insomuch that the young gentleman retired to bed and to sleep, absolutely forgetful of the dreadful quarrel which had taken place at Sir Gilbert Sampson's. CHAPTER II. "How grateful does this scene appear To us, who might too justly fear, We never should have seen again Aught bright but armour on the plain." HALIFAX. The Hon. Philip Martindale, as we have said, went to bed and to sleep, forgetful of the fact of having exchanged cards with a fierce-looking dandy at the house of Sir Gilbert Sampson. The awful truth, however, was brought to his memory the following morning while he was sitting at breakfast. A messenger came, requiring the ear of the Hon. Philip Martindale immediately on very important business. The young gentleman paid ready attention to the messenger who brought a very polite message from one of the police-offices, stating that the magistrate requested Mr. Philip's attendance at the office as soon as possible. The message being urgent as well as polite, Mr. Philip went with the messenger. The magistrate very politely received the young gentleman in his private room. After a suitable preface of grave looks and wise truisms, the worthy magistrate very gravely said to Mr. Philip: "I am sorry, sir, that I am placed under the disagreeable necessity of binding you over to keep the peace towards Isaac Solomons, junior, of St. Mary Axe."