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men when compared with those of clergymen. , for the departure of this princely man ; we have We look upon this as a mere vulgar Scotch pre- felt more at the fall of an aged leaf, at the judice. Let both be rated at their proper value. breaking of a hoary wave on the shore at Literary men, though belonging to the real clerus, the close of a summer's day-his work was so do not make such high pretensions as the clergy, evidently over, and his destiny closed. But our and are not to be tried by so severe a standard. minds in rapid, yet lingering review, went over They do not save souls professionally; but, surely, the history of his life, and the character of his they enlighten intellects, and they cheer hearts. mind, as of one living and nowise lost. What was They do not visit the sick in person ; but they his meaning, and whence his power, were quessend in their vicarious monthly or weekly mes- tions that came upon us with strange urgency? sengers, to enliven and console the forgotten and And we felt that the following words best conthe solitary, the widow and the orphan. Theirs veyed our ideas, and constituted the epitaph we is not the loud oracular thunder ; but theirs is should inscribe on his tombstone. Not a great often a still small voice, winning a gentle and theologian, though possessed of vivid ideas on irresistible way into the heart of the community. theology-not a man of science, though widely acIf they lead not always the great outward move- quainted with many branches of science-not a ments of society, they create and direct an under- philosopher, though possessing much of the spirit current which is becoming even mightier than of philosophy-hardly a man of genius, for such they. And, though the pulpit be still the throne a subtle idealizing faculty as Jeremy Taylor for of Scotland (and long may it so continue!) yet instance, or of great poets was not his—but one, dim must be the eyes which discern not that in whose high talent and energy, inflamed through England, and many other countries, the Press is the force of their own mction, and burst out into the real ruler, and the best way to check and the conflagrations of eloquence—a Christian wisely to regulate it is not, surely, by under- orator unequalled—one in whom emotive symrating those who wield its power. Let it not be pathy with the spirit of the age—with the Scottish forgotten, too, that while clergymen are by rank people—with the poor around him—with all that counted gentlemen, and therein secured against was lovely and of good report, was the ruling eleinsult, and endowed with much influence, it is, or ment--but for which, all his varied powers and was, otherwise with literary men ; that while the attainments would have only rendered him a remuneration of clergymenis, generally, stated and younger and less agile brother of Brougham, but secure, that of literateurs is most fluctuating and which, possessed, made him the man of a country uncertain ; and that thus there is the less reason and of an age-made him lead great hosts and for sacrificing the claims of the one on the altar gain great victories—and acquire for himself a of the other, or of wondering that Government reputation as enviable and as unenvied (save by is considerate enough to recognise and honour the very Pariahs of party) as ever was won by both. For our parts (and we surely may speak uninspired man. without prejudice) we prefer the “ Song of the

We were fortunate enough—when recently in or some of Ilunt's little papers in the England-to track his course in more places than “ Indicator," to thousands of the sermons which one. We heard of him in the parlour of the every morning secs published, and which no eve author of “Sartor Resartus” whom he had-unsees bought or read.

invited, unexpected, but not unwelcome-visited. In saying this, we are so far from wishing to They had met twenty years before, and had parted derogate from the name of Chalmers, that we mutually estranged, if not disgusted. They met mean to make it an opportunity for indicating recently, and parted after some hours' intercourse, what was, perhaps, his highest praise—that lie mutuallyjdelighted. We can fancy their meeting combined, more entirely than any man of the like that of two rivers--one broad, rapid, clear, period, the characteristics of the man of letters and sunny-the other still, gloomy, and profound and science, and of the great preacher and di- | —both chanting their own song—the one a loud, vine. In this point, what recent name of the yet irregular thunder psalm ;" the other a Christian world can we weigh beside his, and not wilder, lower, and more mystic melody. Two find it wanting? With more elegance, more spirits more carnest-two more in essential points acuteness, more wit, and more high-wrought and at one and two-more influential over the rising dazzling finish and point, Hall was yet a small minds of the age-did not breathe. They met~ and narrow soul compared to Chalmers ; he they interchanged thoughts, like the shields of wanted his width—his warm-heartedness—his Diomede and Glaucus—they parted to meet no profound and generous sympathies; and his clo- more on earth, for the one was bound for eternity, quence, when printed, looks like a taper beside a and had only time to look in and make peace with furnace-it is well-trimmed, brilliant, pointed, a kindred spirit, ere he went his way. We need but not a broad or consuming fire. Foster, com- not remind our readers, that Dr. Chalmers had, pared to him, was a gloomy monk ; Irving, an in an article on “Morell's philosophy," taken ocintense maniac. In power, both were probably casion to pass a glowing panegyric on Thomas superior, but not in that management of power- | Carlyle, and that this suitably pared the way for that turning of it to practical purposes, which their last meeting. doubles its momentum and worth-and still less We heard of him again, in the house of the in that genial element in which his power was gentleman just named, Mr. Morell, and sat, so it bathed. And yet we cannot say that we grieved chanced, in the chair, where for two hours he had


discussed divers grave and high subjects, with | has lived to find the late remorse of love, so long that accomplished young philosopher. He pro- exhibited by the public, at length sanctioned and mised, we understand, to arrange matters for get- sealed by the signet of power. ting Mr. Morrel to deliver a course of lectures in We were never more fortunate than in the Edinburgh during the ensuing season. We trust time when we called on this amiable and distinthat the spirited directors of the New Philosophi- guished person. He had newly received the cal Institution there will do themselves the ho- | notice of his pension, His appearance fully verinour of adopting and carrying into effect Dr. fied what we had said of him years ago. He is Chalmers's generous proposal.

a grey-haired boy, whose heart can never grow To return, however, to Leigh Hunt. The old. He received us with as much cordiality as thought of his pension suggests still more pleasing if we had been old friends. He spoke, in the emotions than do the others. He is alive, and furry of his heart, as if this pension would now long may he live to taste the bounty of his Sove- be to him “riches fineless," and smiled when reign. He has long ago most honourably won the we compared him to a schoolboy, who imagines prize that has at last accrued to him—won it, not that his first shilling can span the round of all merely by his literary merit ; this great as it is conceivable enjoyments.

He showed us Lord (for he is already a British classic-he has been John Russell's letter, and expatiated on the before the public for nearly fifty years as a poet, delicacy and kindness which it discovered. He journalist, critic, essayist, and translator, and, spoke, during the short time we were with apart from his political writings, is the author of him, on various subjects, and in a gay, lively, forty separate volumes), is perhaps his least merit discursive style. His conversation is a winding, he has won it still more by the consistency of wimpling, sparkling stream, whereas that of Carhis political career-by the kindliness and genero-lyle, which we had listened to a few evenings sity of his nature—and by the savage injustice of before, is a river of lava, red, right onward, and the treatment which he underwent, both as a li- | irresistible. Among other things about his friend terary man and as a politician. When sometimes Shelley, he mentioned that he had translated all disposed to think him too sensitive even to the the works of Spinoza, and that this translation criticism of his friends, and too jealous of his esta- was still extant. He received us in his library, blished reputation, we always modify our judg- which, as usually happens, forms a true index of ment when we remember the victimization which the man. Its shelves are radiant with the best he underwent from his foes. It is easy for those belles lettres of every country and age. It is a whose worst sufferings in life have been the head-room, the very sweat of which you imagine aches of excess, or the fiea-bites of village scandal, will be poetry. Green leaves look in at its to talk contemptuously of the soreness of a man, window, and a divine gush of sunshine half who for years stood on the pillory of public seamed them with gold. It seemed as if in that opinion, and had to sustain not merely the mud favoured room the “milder day” had begun. All artillery of the base and the mean, but the fiery and things were in fine keeping—the old young poet, orient shafts of men of kindred genius, whom cir- grey hairs on his head, but youth in his eyes

and cumstances and fate had ranged as archers against hand—the shelves laden with spirit—the sunny him, and who must have felt to those bright but day—the leaves fluttering without, as if stirred mis-directed missiles much as the struck cagle with secret and half-born delight, to be recogdoes to the dart, feathered with her own plumage, nised and renewed when their dream of being which lays her low. The trample of Satyrs and blossoms into being itself—the letter lying on the other obscene things he might have endured ; but table, unconscious of the joy it had conferred to be patient under the tread of such demigods we shall never forget our emotions, and shall as Byron, Wilson, Moore, and Lockhart, hic labor surely mark Thursday, the 24th of June, with a hoc opus fuit. Yet all this he has survived, and white stone. this itself proves him possessed of no common After a grasp of his hand, with which ours was powers, to say the least, of endurance, and we trust long warm, and a pat on the shoulder, which said, we may add, of forgiveness and charity too. not in English nor Latin, but in the natural

We glory in Hunt's pension, not merely for language of all mankind, Perge Puer, our friend his sake, but for the sake of a class of men of and we left, uncertain which of us most to love the whom he is the last living representative. Now dear old man, to whom we must now bid farewell may the injured shades of Hazlitt, Shelley, and by his full name-James IIenry Leigh Hunt. Keats, deem themselves in some measure ap- While writing the above, our attention has peased. These all, as well as Hunt, had their been called to a sensible paper in a recent Specerrors ; they all needed counsel, and, instead of tator on the Pension Fund. In it the writer counsel, received proscription--murder-under proposes the establishment of a new and larger the judicial forms of criticism. They asked for fund, to be administered by the sovereign, solely as bread, and reccived a stone, not over their graves, the executive and responsible officer of the nation. but in their foreheads. They sought liberty to We fear the public is not quite ripe for such a sing, and what is rarely denied to the ver est

We are sure that even if it were ballad-singer was refused to them ; their mouths adopted, the fund would still require to be strictly were closed with a shower of cinders and mud. and jealously watched. Who, pray, is to instruct Men swore at them as blasphemers, and cursed the Crown in the choice of the proper objects of them in the name of the Blessed. Hunt alone such a charity? Till such a fund be formed and the present certainly is scandalously limited— see sternly to it, that none but men of the true we call again upon the public and the press to "Seed-royal” be permitted to share its sparing guard it like the apples of the Hesperides, and to and precious bounty.


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with a huge crash, and crumbled into a thousand fragIn the confused throng of victorious and vanquished ments on the pavement. Zelinda retreated into the inside troops, Zelinda had contrived to disengage herself from of the burning palace, whilst Fadrique ran up the windFadrique's arms, and fled from him like an arrow shot by a ing stairs which were of marble, followed by his faithful skilful bowman, or like the wild gazelle among its native protecting comrade, Heimbert. hills, so that she was soon lost to the eyes of the young They hurried through high-roofed halls that echoed soldier in these paths well known to her, though love their footsteps at every trcad; above their heads the lent him wings.

ceiling was formed into lofty arches, and one chamber led The loss of so splendid a prize added an edge to the to another like the various mazes of a labyrinth. On all keenness of the Spaniard's rage, which burned in his sides the walls were covered with ornamented shelves, breast against the unbelieving foe. Wherever a luckless containing pilcd-up rolls of parchment, papyrus, and group was still found offering resistance to the progress palm leaves, which, filled with characters of bygone ages, of the triumphant Spaniards, Fadrique put himself at the had now, alas! reached the end of their existence, for head of his troops, who gathered around him as a stan- the flames had already effected an entrance and were condard of victory; wbilst Heimbert never quitted his side, and suming these records of hieroglyphic times. The fiery like a faithful shield, warded off danger in various shapes, clement, which now spread its lurid covering around one to which his comrade, intoxicated by success, and yet beam after another, had been kindled by the rage of stung with rage at the loss of his fair captive, heedlessly some Spanish soldiers, who, disappointed in their expecexposed himself. On the following day, intelligence was tations of plunder, had thus giren vent to their savage gained of Barbarossa's expeditious flight, and the troops feelings, the rather that in these singular characters they entered the gates of Tunis without opposition. The squa- recognised only the impressions of magic and witchcraft. drons under the command of Fadrique and Heimbert were Fadrique flew, as in a dream, through the splendid halls and close together.

corridors lit up by a glare at once magnificent and terrible, Dense volumes of smoke spread through the streets ; whilst the only sound that issued from his lips was, the soldiers were frequently obliged to shake off portions * Zelinda, Zelinda !" and the only object that presented of inflamed materials which settled upon their mantles, itself to his eyes, the image of his enchanting love. Long and richly-plumed morions or storming-caps. “I fear the did Heimbert follow at his side, till both at last reached a enemy has, in despair, set fire to some powder magazine !” staircase of cedar-wood, which led to a still higher story, exclaimed Heimbert, warily, whilst Fadrique nodding as- when Fadrique, after having stood and listened, suddenly sent to the suggestion, hastened to the spot whence the exclaimed : “It is, it is Zelinda! I hear her voice above ; smoke proceeded, followed by his soldiers.

sho calls, she needs my aid !” Scarcely had he uttered On suddenly turning the corner of a street, they these words before he stood on the steps which were found themselves in front of a magnificent palace, already emitting sparks. Ileimbert delayed an instant : out of whose elegant windows flames issued forth, which, he saw the stairs tottering, and was about to apprise his in their fitful glare, seemed like torches of death lighting friend of his impending danger, but at that moment the up the noble edifice in the hour of its tottering grandeur ; | whole scene burst into volumes of fame with a terrific now, spreading a halo, bright as a sunbeam, over some

crash. He could only just perceive, through the flame part of its gigantic dimensions, and now again enveloping and smoke, Fadrique firmly grasping the iron railing it in a gloomy cloud of smoke. And like a faultless above and suspended by it ;—there was no way left to statue, the ornament of the whole magnificent edifice, follow him. After brief deliberation Heimbert hastened stood Zelinda, on an arch of dizzy height, beneath which to the neighbouring rooms, hoping to find some passage by the sportive flames were wreathing a fiery garland, which he might regain his lost comrade. and called loudly on some of her fellow believers to aid Meanwhile Fadrique, invited by the dam.sel's voice, her in rescuing from the lambent flames, the lettered had entered a gallery, the floor of which, enveloped in wisdom of many centuries, which was stored up within flames, was lling into the abyss beneath with a trethe tottering building. The arch now began to rock to mendous noise, whilst a range of pillars on each side still and fro, from the violence of the flames below; some of braved the fury of the devouring element. He now bethe stones composing it gave way, and Fadrique anxiously held the figure of his lady-love on the opposite side, clingwarned the maiden of her imminent danger; scarcely ing to a pillar with one hand, and with the other menacing had she receded a few steps, before the very spot on some Spanish soldiers who seemed prepared each moment which she had previously stood, ir a moment came down to seize her. Fadrique could not come to her assistance,

me to

as the space which divided them was too broad to be leapt | But I must first exact a promise that I am not to be over. Trembling lost his cries should frighten the maiden, compelled to accompany the adventurer, be he who he who thus might fall into the yawning gulph beneath, he may. If this condition be not complied with, my lips said in a whisper, as though he were wafting his words are closed ; and no circumstances whatever shall induce across the flaming interval, “ Zelinda, Zelinda, yield to open

them.” no desperate thoughts, your protector is at hand !"

He looked like one who would prove as good as his The maiden turned her queenly head towards him, word, and Alva, pleased with a decision of character and when Fadrique saw that she was collected and calm, that so nearly resembled his own, pledged himself to the he exclaimed in the thunder of a war-trumpet, addressing proposed condition, whereupon the Dervise began as himself to the soldiers : “Back, audacious rascals! the follows : first that approaches one step nearer the lady, falls by my “ Having once upon a time penetrated into the alavenging arm!” They started, and were about to turn most boundless desert of Sahara (whether led on by away, when one among them said: “Comrades, the knight curiosity or some other feeling, I do not now remember), will not eat us, and the space he has to cross before he I lost my way, and after wandering about for some time, can reach us is considerable. As to the lady precipitat- I at length, half dead with fatigue and vexation, reached ing herself down this gallery-it seems as though the

one of those fruitful islands, commonly called Oases.” captain there were her gallant, and the lady who has

Now followed, in true oriental style, a description of a gallant is not, generally, very eager to throw her life the wonderful things seen there, so that the hearts of away."

the listeners swelled with fond desire, and now their hair These words created a unanimous burst of boisterous stood on end at the recital of some horrible thing ; applause, and the soldiers again advanced ; Zelinda stood though, on account of the strange accent and the streamat the extreme edge of the flooring, in the act of leaping like rapidity of the old man's utterance, scarcely one down. At this critical moment Fadrique, looking like an

half of the tale could be gathered. infuriated beast of prey when disappointed of its victim,

On the whole, however, it was inferred that Zelinda tore his targe off his shoulders, and hurled it with his lived in a blooming island, in the midst of the pathless dexterous right hand so surely that the ringleader of the steppes of the desert, and that during the last half hour soldiers received a violent blow on his skull, and fell senso

she had been on her way thither, as doubtless the Derless to the ground. The rest once more stood still.

vise well knew, but was unwilling to express in definite • Away with you,” cried Fadrique in a commanding concluded his story, proved that he had nothing more at

terms. The sneering manner in which the old man had voice, “or my poignard transfixes the next presumptuous fool that dares to advance one step, and then let the rest

heart than that some adventurous Christian might be beware of my vengeance when I reach them."

led to undertake a journey which would inevitably be The weapon glistened in the soldier's hand, but still attended with extreme peril, if not actual loss of life. more did his eyes sparkle with rage ; the villains fled. At the same time, he took a solemn oath that the whole Zelinda now bowed courteously to her deliverer, and had not been guilty either of adding to, or diminishing

matter was precisely as he had related it, and that he lifting up several scrolls of palm leaves which, having from the exact truth. The Spanish nobles stood around dropped from her hands, lay close at her feet, hastily him in speechless amazement and contemplation. made her way through a side door of the gallery. Fruitless was the search made for her by Fadrique pelled, by the violence of the flames which enveloped the

At this juncture, Heimbert, who had just been comthroughout the whole of the burning palace.

castle ruins, to quit his friend's side, stepped forth and bowed low to the great leader of the united troops.

“What may your wish be, valiant young sword ?" asked On a sort of conimon within the conquered town, Alva, nodding familiarly to the youthful soldier. “I Duke Alva and some of the principal Spanish nobles remember your cheerful, blooming features; 'tis not long had collected together, for the purpose of questioning since you showed yourself my guardian angel, and since several Ottoman prisoners, through interpreters, what I know that your request cannot be but honourable and had become of the wonderful female who appeared as the knightly, 'tis granted ere you speak it." inspiring angel on the Turkish trenches, and must be Good, my lord Duke,” said Heimbert glowing with regarded as one of the loveliest enchantresses ever be- modest pride,“ since you permit me to prefer my humble held by mortal eyes. Their answers did not afford much petition, I would that you allowed me this very hour to information, since the captives themselves, though aware pursue the beauteous Zelinda, whose path yon strange that the beautiful Zelinda possessed the power of magic, Dervise has pointed out.” and was accordingly reverenced by their nation as a The warrior once more nodded assent, and added : sovereign mistress, knew little or nothing concerning “So noble an adventure could not be entrusted to a her mysterious visits to Tunis, whence she came, or to worthier knight.” what corner of the earth she had now betaken herself. “I question that,” uttered a sturdy voice in the The conqueror, deeming this account fabulous, or at best crowd. “But well I know, that I, rather than any evasive, began to threaten the prisoners with condign man, may claim a right to the adventure, even if it punishment unless they should reveal more satisfactory were the prize for the storming of Tunis. Who first details, when an old Dervise, who had been overlooked scaled the ramparts, or entered the town a till now, stepped forth and said, with a grim smile : queror ?" “ Whoever is desirous of tracking her steps, may do so “ It was, unquestionably, Don Fadrique Mendez,” reforthwith. I will conceal from him nothing that I know plied Heimbert, leading forth his comrade by the hand, of her mysterious course, and I do know some little. I and presenting him to the collected nobles. “Though TOL. XIV, --10. CLXIII,

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CHAPTER X, console myself, for he has merited the thanks of the whole army more than I have."

Where the sun was the only guide by day, and the “Neither of you is deprived of his reward,” exclaimed starry array at night, it could not but happen that the Duke Alva ; " to each, I now grant leave to track the two adventurers soon lost sight of one another, more maiden's steps, in any manner he may choose.”

especially since Fadrique purposely avoided his comQuick as lightning the youthful heroes darted from rade's society, to which he now felt unconquerable averthe circle in opposite directions.

sion. Heimbert, on the other hand, entertained no other thoughts than those which had reference to the attainment of his end, and walked on in southern direc

tion, cheerfully hoping for assistance from above. Like a vast ocean of sand extending to the remotest Night and morning had succeeded each other several horizon, destitute of every object to vary the monotony times, when Heimbert stood, one evening about twilight, of its immense surface, unchangeably white and one con- alone in the vast sandy plain, without a single settled tinuous waste, the wilderness of Sahara meets the eye of object in the wide sphere of his vision. The light flask, the wanderer whose unfortunate lot it is to explore its hanging from his side, was emptied of its contents; and barren regions. It may be said to resemble the ocean evening, instead of refreshing breezes, was accompanied in this respect also, that ever and anon huge waves by a whirlwind of sultry sand, so that the exliausted wanof sand are driven upwards, whilst not unfrequently, too, derer was necessitated to press his glowing cheeks close a nebulous mist broods over its gigantic plain. It is to the arid ground, to escape, in some measure, the fatal not, however, that mild, sportive undulation which unites, influence of the moving clouds. At times he heard a as it were, all the coasts of this earth, where each suc- noise, as if something were rapidly rushing past him, or cessive wave that rolls towards you seems pregnant with sweeping the ground with the ample folds of a mantle ; news from every distant blooming isle, and when it has on such occasions he would rise in anxious haste, but he communicated its intelligence, recedes with your answer only perceived what he had, alas, too often seen lately, into the wavy dance—no! it is only the miserable the wild animals of the wilderness, sportively roaming coquetting of the sultry winds with the inconstant sand through the vast void in enjoyment of undisturbed liberty. that falls down again into its joyless bed, where human Now he would see ugly camels, now long-necked giraffes beings know no happiness, and where they tarry not. with seemingly disproportionate limbs, and now again a It is not the genial refreshing exhalation of the main, long-legged ostrich hurrying along with extended sailin which friendly fairies love to frolic, shaping in airy like wings. They all appeared to mock him, and he had form now blooming gardens, and now splendid palaces already resolved not to open his eyes again, but linger and gorgeous piazzas—it is a suffocating vapour, re- on till death should put an end to his sufferings, rather belliously mounting up from the desolate region to the than behold these strange-looking creatures disturbing scorching sun.

his tranquillity at the hour of death. IIither the two adventurers had come at the same On a sudden he heard the prancing of a snorting moment, and with looks that bespoke feelings of trepi- steed which stopped close by him, and he fancied that a dation, were peering into the trackless chaos which lay human voice whispered into his ear. Though half rewidely extended before them. Zelinda's footsteps, which luctant, he could not resist his inclination to rise once were not easily lost sight of, had till then obliged them more, and great was his astonishment on seeing a almost always to join company, wherefore Fadrique was horseman, in Arabian costume, seated on a well-made not a little discontented, and often threw a scowling Arabian courser. Transported with joy, at again finding glance at his unwelcome companion. It had been the himself in the vicinity of a human being, he exclaimed, eager wish and hope of both to overtake Zelinda before “O man, whoever thou art, welcome in this frightful the desert should have buried her course in hopeless un- solitude, and refresh, if thou canst, thy fellow-man, who certainty. But now both were disappointed in their else must die of thirst !" And immediately recollecting wishes, as the avalanche of sand, perpetually in motion, that the accents of his dear native tongue were unintelmade it a most difficult and uninviting task to pursue a ligible in this secluded locality, he repeated the same southern path by the guidance of the stars till, as fabled address in that mixed dialect termed Lingua Romana, story narrates, the wanderer would come to a wonderful / which forms the ordinary vehicle of intercourse used by blooming Oasis, the abode of a most lovely enchantress. Heathens, Mahometans, and Christians, in those parts of The young men looked dolefully on the immense void the world where they meet together in any great numbers. before them, their steeds snorted as they snuffed the dry, The Arabian maintained strict silence for some little parching air, whilst doubts and despair seemed to over- time, and seemed to chuckle at the rare booty chance cloud the brows of their riders. Then, as though the had thrown in his way. At length he replied, in the word of command had been given, they leaped down from above-mentioned idiom,

“ Know that I too was in the their saddles, and loosed the girths of their chargers, in Barbarossa fight, and though our defeat was not a little order that the noble animals, which must have died for vexatious at that time, yet I find myself somewhat comthe want of subsistence in the arid desert, might retrace pensated in secing at my feet, and in so truly miserable a their way and gain a happier home. And now having condition, one of the conquerors in that siege.” taken some provisions from their saddle-bags, they dis- “ Miserable, did you say ?" asked Heimbert, enraged ; engaged their feet from their heavy riding-boots, and and whilst insulted honour gave him more than his usual disappeared, like two courageous swimmers, in the bound-strength for the moment, he started up, unsheathed his

sword, and, with his right, made a desperate thrust at the stranger.

less expanse.

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