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Of course you will sleep here, and hereafter always take up your abode in whatever place I may be. As you return, you must find, in some quiet street, an unobtrusive tailor he must not have a shop bring him with you. I must put you in livery, after all." "Why, if so be you must, I suppose you must I'm off." Pigtop did his commissions well. He returned with the arms and the tailor.
Send your porter down to Mr Seabright but I had better write a note." So I sent to him a polite invitation to sup with us, telling him that two strangers wished to see him on important business. To all these proceedings Pigtop demurred.
Joshua Daunton was on his knees before Mr Pigtop, who was in an agony of pain, holding on his upper lip, which was nearly severed from his face, whilst the blood was streaming through his fingers. Doctor Thompson with diachylon and black sticking-plaster was soon on the spot to the assistance of the almost dislipped master's-mate.
"But I have not." "Humph! let us to roost. To-morrow, at break of day, we will be off for Rathelin Hall. See that our arms are in order. And now to what rest nature and good consciences will afford us." Early next morning, Mr Pigtop and myself were seated in a post-chaise, making the best of our way towards the western extremity of England.
"Who's afraid?" said Pigtop. His chattering teeth answered the question. As I was prepared for everything, I was not surprised to find the principal door open, and the hall filled with iron-bound cases and several plate-chests. As we stepped into the midst of these, completely muffled in our cloaks, a fellow came and whispered to us, "Is all ready?" "Hush!" said I.
"I knew I should live to see him hung," said Pigtop, doggedly, as he bade me good-night, when we both turned into our respective rooms for the night, in the house of my father. Contrary to all expectations, the shock, instead of destroying, seemed to have the effect of causing Sir Reginald to rally.
The priest obeyed; and not only fastened the door, but also barricaded it with furniture. "Now, Pigtop," said I, "if you wish to preserve my friendship, assist this poor wretch to escape he is paralysed with his abject fears. Come, sir," addressing Joshua, "you will certainly be hung if you don't exert yourself." "He'll be hung yet," said Pigtop sulkily.
I have heard something I've a character to support I must not demean myself." "There is my smooth face, right before you I dare you to strike it you dare not! Then, thus, base rascal, I beat you to the earth!" And Pigtop toppled down. Now, all this was very wrong on my part, and very imprudent; for I must confess that he had before beaten me in a regular fistic encounter.
"Take that!" roared my opponent; and the bread-basket, with its fragmental cargo of biscuits, came full in my face, very considerately putting bread into my mouth for his supposed injury. "Take that!" said I, seizing the rum-bottle. "No, he sha'n't," said Pigtop, the master's mate, laying hold of the much-prized treasure, "let him take anything but that." So I flung the water-jug at his head.
Our envy was proportionate. Josh was an excellent barber, and he volunteered to shave the happy diner-out the offer was accepted. Then came the turn of fate then commenced the long series of the poor mate's miseries. It was no fault of Daunton's, certainly but all the razors were like saws. The blood came out over the black visage of Mr Pigtop; but the hair stayed most pertinaciously on.
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