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Parravicin, meanwhile, picked up the dice-box, and, seating himself, spread a large heap of gold on the table. "I mentioned your wife, Captain Disbrowe," he said, addressing the young officer, who anxiously watched his movements, "not with any intention of giving you offence, but to show you that, although you have lost your money, you have still a valuable stake left."
"After such a mischance, I am surprised you should venture to carry on so many hazardous intrigues," laughed the knight. "But you proposed just now to keep watch outside the house. If it is Disbrowe who is following us, you had better do so." "Why, Sir Paul you see," stammered the major, "I have just bethought me of an engagement." "An engagement at this hour impossible!" cried Parravicin.
"No more," interrupted Disbrowe. "It is plain you have never seen her." "Unbelieving pagan!" exclaimed the major, clapping his hand furiously upon his sword. "I have done more I have spoken with her." "A lie!" replied Disbrowe, hurling a dice-box at his head. "Ha!" roared Pillichody, in a voice of thunder, and pushing back his chair till it was stopped by the wall. "Death and fiends!
"It is too late to retract," replied Parravicin, taking up the key, and turning with a triumphant look to his friends. Disbrowe noticed the smile, and stung beyond endurance, drew his sword, and called to the knight to defend himself. In an instant, passes were exchanged. But the conflict was brief. Fortune, as before, declared herself in favour of Parravicin.
I will make mincemeat of your heart, and send it as a love-offering to your wife." And, whipping out his long rapier, he would have assaulted Disbrowe, if Sir Paul had not interposed, and commanded him authoritatively to put up his blade. "You shall have your revenge in a safer way," he whispered.
"Faithless or not," replied his wife, bitterly, "it is plain you value me less than play, or you would not have acted thus." "Reproach me not, Margaret," replied Disbrowe; "I would give worlds to undo what I have done." "Who shall guard me against the recurrence of such conduct?" said Mrs. Disbrowe, coldly. "But you have not yet informed me how I was saved." Disbrowe averted his head.
But when I tell you I am desperately enamoured of her, I am persuaded you will not interfere with me." "I will tell you what I will do," replied the good-humoured monarch, after a moment's reflection. "I remember your mentioning that you once played with a Captain Disbrowe for his wife, and won her from him. We will play for this girl in the same manner."
"Right, Sir Paul, right," returned Pillichody, "exterminate him spare him not. By Bellerophon! that's my way. My only apprehension is lest he should set upon us unawares. The bravest are not proof against the dagger of an assassin." "There you wrong Disbrowe, major, I am persuaded," returned Parravicin. "He is too much a man of honour to stab a foe behind his back."
And heedless of the major's entreaties and vociferations, he continued to belabour him, until compelled by fatigue to desist; when the other, contriving to extricate himself, ran off as fast as his legs could carry him. Disbrowe looked after him for a moment, as if uncertain whether to follow, and then hurrying to the house, stationed himself beneath the porch.
His wife slept occasionally for a few minutes, but, apparently engrossed by one idea, never failed when she awoke to urge him to slay Parravicin; repeating her oath to give herself to the knight if he came off victorious. Worn out at length, Disbrowe gave her a terrible look, and rushed out of the room. He had not been alone many minutes when he was surprised by the entrance of Judith.
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