the apartment, and were heard riding
off. Unnoticed in such a scene, Darsie, his sister, and Fairford, drew
together, and held each other by the hands, as those who, when a vessel
is about to founder in the storm, determine to take their chance of life
and death together.

Amid this scene of confusion, a gentleman, plainly dressed in a
riding-habit, with a black cockade in his hat, but without any arms
except a COUTEAU-DE-CHASSE, walked into the apartment without ceremony.
He was a tall, thin, gentlemanly man, with a look and bearing decidedly
military. He had passed through their guards, if in the confusion they
now maintained any, without stop or question, and now stood, almost
unarmed, among armed men, who nevertheless, gazed on him as on the angel
of destruction.

'You look coldly on me, gentlemen,' he said. 'Sir Richard Glendale--my
Lord ------, we were not always such strangers. Ha, Pate-in-Peril, how
is it with you? and you, too, Ingoldsby--I must not call you by any
other name--why do you receive an old friend so coldly? But you guess my
errand.'

'And are prepared for it, general,' said Redgauntlet; 'we are not men to
be penned up like sheep for the slaughter.'

'Pshaw! you take it too seriously--let me speak but one word with you.'

'No words can shake our purpose,' said Redgauntlet, were your whole
command, as I suppose is the case, drawn round the house.'

'I am certainly not unsupported,' said the general; 'but if you would
hear me'--

'Hear ME, sir,' said the Wanderer, stepping forward; 'I suppose I am the
mark you aim at--I surrender myself willingly, to save these gentlemen's
danger--let this at least avail in their favour.'

An exclamation of 'Never, never!' broke from the little body of
partisans, who threw themselves round the unfortunate prince, and would
have seized or struck down Campbell, had it not been that he remained
with his arms folded, and a look, rather indicating impatience because
they would not hear him, than the least apprehension of violence at
their hand.

At length he obtained a moment's silence. 'I do not,' he said, 'know
this gentleman'--(making a profound bow to the unfortunate prince)--'I
do not wish to know him; it is a knowledge which would suit neither of
us.'

'Our ancestors, nevertheless, have been well acquainted,' said Charles,
unable to suppress, even at that hour of dread and danger, the painful
recollections of fallen royalty.

'In one word, General Cam