Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
"Many thanks to your Excellency, we are both uninjured," returned
Captain Pinto. "And my young friend, who was the first attacked, fought
as bravely as he did before the enemy."
"I am glad to hear it," said the stranger. "Brave men are more scarce
than cowards. Carry those men off to prison," he added, turning to his
followers, who secured the two ruffians who had been unable to escape.
"The affair must be looked into to-morrow. You, gentlemen, I will
accompany to your houses, for these streets are unfortunately not fit to
be walked by honest men, without guards and lights; but such things
shall be amended before long."
The stranger was a man of almost gigantic stature, and, as he strode
rapidly to the scene of conflict, his movements exhibited strength and
activity; the suit of dark cloth in which he was dressed, such as is now
worn exclusively at Court, setting off to advantage his muscular and
well knit figure. There was also a confident air of authority in his
words and actions, which betokened one who felt that he had a right to
command. "Come now, gentlemen, we will proceed," he said; and ordering
the torch-bearers to advance, the party moved forward, the guards
bringing up the rear with the prisoners, who no sooner saw into whose
power they had fallen than they quietly submitted to their fate. Don
Luis was at a loss to conceive who the tall stranger could be, and as he
found himself walking on the opposite side of him to his friend, he had
no opportunity of asking.
"All, Senhor Don Luis," he said, "you have lately been travelling, I
understand from Captain Pinto, in a country where such disorders as
these do not occur, and where a man may walk the streets at night, or
journey from one end of the kingdom to the other, without fear of losing
either his purse or his life."
"Scarcely so, senhor," answered Don Luis, "robberies are constantly
occurring even in the public streets; but the English have, in general,
an abhorrence of shedding blood, except that of their enemies."
"Ah, that arises from their not being able to purchase absolution at as
cheap a rate as do our countrymen," interrupted the stranger, with a
sarcastic laugh; "aided, perhaps, by a wholesome fear of detection, the
best preventive of crime. However, continue: it gives me pleasure to
hear accounts of England, a country I much admired, during my short
residence there; although, not having time to acquire the harsh language
of its inhabitants, I had some difficulty in becoming acquainted with
its internal arrangements. At all events, a person may travel on the
public roads without arms, or without fear of being robbed as here."
"Pardon me, senhor, such is not the case," answered Don Luis. "The
roads are constantly infested by men on horseback, who levy
contributions, even in the very neighbourhood of the capital, on the
unarmed traveller."
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