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'Surely, said he, speaking to himself, 'wounded and weary as I am, I should be but a poor Christian knight if I could not deal with three pagan dogs. And terrible, even to brave foes, was the ferocity and fury with which Bisset turned upon the Saracens. Mighty was the force with which he swung a battle-axe, ponderous enough to have served as a weapon to Coeur de Lion.

Ere this, King Louis, aware of his brother's peril, despatched Bisset, the English knight, with a message assuring the count of speedy aid; but, ere the Englishman reached the Count of Anjou, he met the French cavalry flying in disarray. Bisset reined up, and addressed the fugitives. 'Christian warriors, said he, 'I come from your king to ask whither are you flying?

He says to me himself one day when I'd taken the liberty of suggesting that a lady would suit the castle fine we was shooting and I was carrying his cartridges, which I do for amusement, miss, whiles 'Bisset, says he, 'the lady will have to be a damned keen shot to think me worth a cartridge. I'm too tough for the table, says he, 'and not ornamental enough to stuff.

"It's all right now!" she murmured, and as they went up the steps he found, somehow or other, her hand for an instant in his again. "If you'll stand by your pony for a moment, Bisset, I'll send out some one to take her," he said with happy inspiration. But Mr. Bisset was not so easily shaken off. "She'll stand fine for a wee while," he assured his host.

'Ay, replied Bisset, 'he was King of Persia, and almost as great a monarch as King Louis; and when he was in this country his provisions ran short.

Sir Reginald was unco' taken up with Miss Farmond, but he'd have looked higher for his heir. And so as they couldn't get married while he was alive neither of them having any money, well, sir, this story says " He broke off and neither spoke for an instant. "Good God!" murmured Cromarty. "They actually accuse Malcolm Cromarty and Miss Cicely of ?" He paused too, and Bisset nodded.

At length a loud shout intimated that the Tartars had penetrated to the garden; and Bisset, wishing to tiring matters to a crisis, stepped forward so as to make himself visible, and then retreated to his post. Immediately twenty of the fierce Mogul warriors rushed towards the place, and with loud shouts prepared for fresh carnage.

'Now God and all the saints be praised! exclaimed Bisset: 'our heads are out of the lion's mouth.

Again Simon stared in silence for a moment, but rather through than at his visitor, it seemed. Then he glanced down at the document again. "James Bisset gets a legacy of three hundred pounds. There are a few smaller legacies to servants, but the only two that might have affected this case do not actually do so.

The ambassadors now breathed freely; and the attendants looked upon Bisset as almost more than mortal; and the knight congratulated himself on the prospect of getting his head out of the lion's den.