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its office." "Fair speech, friend, wins a quiet answer; a soft word and a smooth tongue all the world over. What for mayn't I sup as well as my betters?" "As well?--better belike. There's no such savour in our hall at eventide, nor in the best kitchen in the parish." "It's not my fau't, is't?" "By'r lady, there's somebody in the chamber there. I saw the leaves fluttering from the loophole. Villain, who bears thee company?" "Daft, daft. What fool would turn into roost wi' me? Clean gone crazy, sure as I'm livin'." "Nay, nay, there's some plot here--some mischief hatching. I'll see, or"---- He was just going to make the attempt; but Tim withstood him, and in a peremptory manner barred the way. "How! am I barred by thee, and to my face?" "It's no business o' thine, Master Gervase. What's hatching there concerns not thee. Keep back, I say, or"---- "Ha! Thou jingle-pated rascal, stand off, or I'll wring thy neck round as I would a Jackdaw." "Do not, do not, Gervase!" said Grace Ashton, fearful of some unlucky strife. "Let us begone. We are too late already, and 'tis no business of ours." "What! and be o'erfoughten by this scurvy lack-wit. Once more, who is there above?" "An' what if I shouldn't tell thee?" "I'll baste thy carcase to a mummy; I'll make thee tender for the hounds." "Another word to that, master, an' it's a bargain." "Let me pass." "Not without my company." He whistled, and in a moment Gervase felt himself pinioned from behind. Looking round, he saw two stout fellows with their faces covered; and any other possibility of recognition was impracticable in the heavy twilight. "Who's i' t' stocks now?" cried the malicious rogue, laughing. "Unhand me, or ye'll rue that ever ye wrought this outrage." "Nay, nay, that were a pretty stave, when we've gotten the bird, to open the trap," said Tim. Gervase immediately saw that another party had seized Grace Ashton. He raved and stamped until his maledictions were put an end to by an effectual gag, and he did not doubt but she had suffered the same treatment, for a short sharp scream only was heard. Being immediately blindfolded, he could only surmise that her usage was of a similar nature. He was so stupefied with surprise that for a short period he was hardly sensible to their further proceedings. When able to reflect, he found himself pinioned, and in a sitting posture. A damp chill was on his forehead. He had been
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