nd soon broke out in the sequel. About three months
after this transaction, his niece Aurelia, with her mother, having been
to visit a lady in the chariot, the horses being young, and not used to
the traces, were startled at the braying of a jackass on the common, and,
taking fright, ran away with the carriage, like lightning. The coachman
was thrown from the box, and the ladies screamed piteously for help. Mr.
Greaves chanced to be a-horseback on the other side of an enclosure, when
he heard their shrieks; and riding up the hedge, knew the chariot, and
saw their disaster. The horses were then running full speed in such a
direction, as to drive headlong over a precipice into a stone quarry,
where they and the chariot, and the ladies, must be dashed to pieces.

"You may conceive, gemmen, what his thoughts were when he saw such a fine
young lady, in the flower of her age, just plunging into eternity; when
he saw the lovely Aurelia on the brink of being precipitated among rocks,
where her delicate limbs must be mangled and tore asunder; when he
perceived, that, before he could ride round by the gate, the tragedy
would be finished. The fence was so thick and high, flanked with a broad
ditch on the outside, that he could not hope to clear it, although he was
mounted on Scipio, bred out of Miss Cowslip, the sire Muley, and his
grandsire the famous Arabian Mustapha.--Scipio was bred by my father, who
would not have taken a hundred guineas for him, from any other person but
the young squire--indeed, I have heard my poor father say"----

By this time Ferret's impatience was become so outrageous, that he
exclaimed in a furious tone, "D--n your father, and his horse, and his
colt into the bargain!"

Tom made no reply; but began to strip with great expedition. Captain
Crowe was so choked with passion that he could utter nothing but
disjointed sentences. He rose from his seat, brandished his horsewhip,
and, seizing his nephew by the collar, cried, "Odd's heartlikins! sirrah,
I have a good mind--Devil fire your running tackle, you landlubber!--
can't you steer without all this tacking hither and thither, and the Lord
knows whither?--'Noint my block! I'd give thee a rope's end for thy
supper if it wan't"----

Dolly had conceived a sneaking kindness for the young lawyer, and
thinking him in danger of being roughly handled, flew to his relief. She
twisted her hand in Crowe's neckcloth without ceremony, crying, "Sha't
then, I