I felt myself waxing wroth with a weak frame,--about as unpleasant a
situation as can be fancied; for let me observe to you, Tom, that the
brawny proportions of Signor Lamporeccho would not have prevented my
trying conclusion with him, had I been what you last saw me; but, alas!
the Italian doctor had bled me down so low that I was not even a match
for one of his countrymen. I was therefore obliged to inform my friend
that, being alone with him, and our interview having taken the form of a
privileged communication, he was a thief and a robber!
The words were not uttered, when he drew a long and glistening knife
from behind his back, under his coat, and made a rush at me. I seized
the butt-end of James's fishing-rod,--fortunately beside me,--and held
him at bay, shouting wildly, "Murder!" all the while. The room was
filled in an instant; Tiverton and the girls, followed by all the
servants and several peasants, rushing in pell-mell. Before, however,
I could speak, for I was almost choked with passion, Signor Giacomo had
gained Lord George's ear, and evidently made him his partisan.
Tiverton cleared the room as fast as he could, mumbling out something to
the girls that seemed to satisfy them and allay their fears, and then,
closing the door, took his seat beside me.
"It will not signify," said he to me, in a kind voice; "the thing is
only a scratch, and will be well in a day or two."
"What do you mean?" said I.
"Egad! you'll have to be cautious, though," said he, laughing. "It was
in a very awkward place; and that too is n't the handiest for minute
anatomy."
"Do you want to drive me mad, my Lord; for, if not, Just take the
trouble to explain yourself."
"Pooh, pooh!" said he; "don't fuss yourself about nothing. I understand
how to deal with these fellows. You 'll see, five-and-twenty Naps, will
set it all right."
"I see," said I, "your intention is to outrage me; and I beg that I may
be left alone."
"Come, don't be angry with me, Dodd," cried he, in one of his
good-tempered, coaxing ways. "I know well you 'd never have done it--"
"Done what,--done what?" screamed I, in an agony of rage.
He made a gesture with the fishing-rod, and burst out a-laughing for
reply.
"Do you mean that I stuck that scoundrel that has just gone out?" cried
I.
"And no great harm, either!" said he.
"Do you mean that I stuck him?--answer me that."
"Well, I 'd be just as much pleased if you had not," said he; "for,
though they are always punching holes into each other, they don't like
an Englishman to do it. Still, keep quiet, and I 'll set it all straight
before to-morrow. The doctor shall give a certificate, setting forth
mental excitement, and so forth. We 'll show that you are not quite
responsible for your actions just now."
"Egad, you 'll have a proof of your theory, if you go on much longer at
this rate," said I, grinding my teeth with passion.
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