Adventure stories; England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Irish -- England -- Fiction
"Sir," said I, giving my sword-hand a little shake, so that the weapon
settled down into its place, "Sir, you express my sentiments exactly,
and as you are a stranger to me perhaps you will be good enough to
announce the subject that concerns us."
"I may say at the outset," he remarked almost in a whisper, so polite
he was, "that I have eight good swordsmen at my back, who are not
visible until I give the signal; therefore you see, sir, that your
chances are of the slightest if I should be compelled to call upon
them. I know the fame of The O'Ruddy as a swordsman, and you may take
it as a compliment, sir, that I should hesitate to meet you alone. So
much for saving my own skin, but I am a kindly man and would like to
save your skin as well. Therefore if you will be kind enough to hand
to me the papers which you carry in your pocket, you will put me under
strong obligations, and at the same time sleep peaceably to-night at
the 'Pig and Turnip' instead of here in the gutter, to be picked up by
the watch, for I can assure you, sir, as a man that knows the town,
the watch will not be here to save you whatever outcry you may make."
"I am obliged to you, sir, for your discourse and your warning, to
both of which I have paid strict attention; and in the interests of
that peace which we are each of us so loath to break I may announce to
you that the papers you speak of are not in my possession."
"Pardon me, sir, but they must be; for we have searched your room
thoroughly, and we have also searched your servants."
"A thief of the night," cried I with mighty indignation, "may easily
search an honest man's room; and his poor servants, beaten and bruised
by your master's orders, would fall easy victims to the strength and
numbers of your ruffians; but you will find it a difficult matter to
search me."
"Sir," he replied, bowing as polite as Palermo, "I grieve to state
that you are in error. The searching of both your servants and your
rooms was accomplished, not through the employment of force, but by
the power of money. Your servants insisted they had nothing on their
persons but liniment, and they accepted one gold piece each to allow
me to verify their statements. Another gold piece gave me, for a time,
the freedom of your room. If you have not the papers upon you, then
there is no harm in allowing me to run my hand over your clothes,
because the package is a bulky one and I will speedily corroborate
your statement."
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