'A man without a heart or head, Who seldom thought, who never read, A witty word who never said, One at whose board none ever fed, Such is the Colonel M--g--b--d.' He could n't call him a coward, though; for when they went out--which they did--Massingbred's manner on the ground was admirable.” “Will that do?” said Froode, showing a few lines he had hastily jotted down. “I can't read a word of it, but of course it will,” said he; “and then, sir,” added he, addressing Magennis, “the sooner we place ourselves at your disposal the better.” Froode whispered something in Repton' ear, and by his manner seemed as if remonstrating with him, when the other said aloud,-- “We 're in Ireland, Major; and, what's more, we 're in Galway, as Macleweed said once to a prisoner, 'With a Yorkshire jury, sir, I 'd hang you. Your sentence now is to pay five marks to the King, and find bail for your good behavior.' You see what virtue there is in locality.” “There's a neat spot about two miles off, on the road to Maum,” said Magennis to the Major. “We could ride slowly forward, and you might keep us in view.” “In what direction did you say?” “Take the second turn out of the market-place till you pass the baker's shop, then to the left, and straight on afterwards. You can't miss it.” “Stop a moment, sir,” said Froode to Magennis, as he moved towards the door; “one word, if you please. It is distinctly understood that I have been overruled in this business,--that, in fact, I have submitted--” “Your point has been reserved,” said Repton, laughing, while he led him away; and Magennis at the same moment took his departure. It was, indeed, with no slight feeling of triumph that thia gentleman now hastened back to the Martin Arms. Never did a great diplomatist experience more pride in the conclusion of some crowning act of negotiation than did he in the accomplishment of this affair. “There 's many a man,” said he to himself, “who 'd have accepted an apology here. There's many a man might have let himself be embarrassed by the circumstances; for, certainly, the taking hold of the bridle was an awkward fact, and if the Major was a cute fellow he 'd have made a stand upon it. I must say that the Counsellor showed no backwardness; he comes of that fine old stock we used to have before the Union.” And with this profound reflection he entered the room where Massingbred sat awaiting him. “It's all settled. We're to meet at the Priest's Gap within an hour,” said Magennis, with the air of a man who had acquitted himself cleverly. “And though I say it that should n't, if you were in other hands this morning you would n't have got your shot.” “I always relied implicitly upon your skill!” said Massingbred, humoring his vanity. “Have you anything to arrange,--a letter or so to write; for I'll step down to Dr. Hearkins to tell him to follow us?”