Adventure stories; England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Irish -- England -- Fiction
Our coming to the tavern caused a commotion, as you may well imagine;
and although I don't make too much of the encounter, yet it is my
belief that such an incident never happened in London before. The
captain carried out his part of the presentation with an air of
deference and a choice of good language that charmed me; then he
backed out under the archway to the street, bowing six or seven times
as he went. I had never any fault to find with the man's manner. Paddy
and Jem, now seemingly quite recovered from their misusage of Sunday,
stood back of the group with eyes and mouths open, gazing upon me with
an admiration I could not but appreciate.
"Come out of that," said I, "and take this cutlery up to my room," and
they did.
I sat down at the table and wrote a letter to Mr. Brooks.
"Sir," said I in it, "I don't know whether I am plaintiff or defendant
in the suit that's coming on, but whichever it is here's a bundle of
legal evidence for your use. You mentioned the word 'violence' to me
when I had the pleasure of calling on you. This night I was set upon
by nine ruffians, who demanded from me the papers now in your
possession. I took their knives from them, so they would not hurt
themselves or other people, and I send you these knives to be filed
for reference."
I tied up the swords in two bundles, and in the morning sent Paddy and
Jem off with them and the letter to the Temple, which caused great
commotion in that peaceable quarter of the city, and sent forth the
rumour that all the lawyers were to be at each other's throats next
day.
CHAPTER XXX
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