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"It is I Oliver Proudfute," replied the bonnet maker; "I have a merry jest to tell you, gossip Henry." "Carry thy foolery to some other market. I am in no jesting humour," said Henry. "Go hence; I will see no one tonight." "But, gossip good gossip," answered the martialist with out, "I am beset with villains, and beg the shelter of your roof!"
Diogenes did not use Alexander half so impertinently as these treated King Charles II.; for when they took up arms in his cause in opposition to Oliver, who had deceived them, they forced that poor monarch to undergo the hearing of three or four sermons every day, would not suffer him to play, reduced him to a state of penitence and mortification, so that Charles soon grew sick of these pedants, and accordingly eloped from them with as much joy as a youth does from school.
A handful of the gang attacked Oliver on his way from Huntingdon, but the marauders were outmatched, and the most of them were forced to surrender. Allen, taken red-handed, swung at Tyburn; Hind, with his better mount and defter horsemanship, rode clear away. The loss of his friend was a lesson in caution, and henceforth Hind resolved to follow his craft in solitude.
When it was near enough for him to recognize the old white horse, the driver pulled up suddenly, turned the cart sharply about in the road, and rattled away in the direction from which he had come. Could it be that he had seen the boy there in the open gate, and therefore had decided not to come in? Oliver could scarcely believe that this was the reason.
It is hardly likely that the lightning should strike that particular tree, just while you are under it." "But if you should chance to find me a cinder, when you thought it time for me to be waking, Ailwin would not that be as bad as my having the fever?" "Oliver! How can you talk so? How dare you think of such a shocking thing?" "You put it into my head, Ailwin.
To let him lie down and sleep on such a night would be, he knew, to leave him to certain death. At any cost he must be kept moving. At last the storm fairly vanquished them. Even Oliver began to grow half-hearted in his determination. He took off his own coat and waistcoat and pat them on his comrade, who by this time was stupid with cold and exhaustion.
Maclachlan took Margaret's rein and began to lead her mare up the slope of the path, but the Colonel called to him and diverted his attention, and she stopped beside me. "Oliver," she said, "you must let me have your coat for half an hour when we are settled in the town, so that I can mend it. The holes in it make me shiver every time I see them."
Each time the Lord of Mortimer's face was dark and gloomy. He had reckoned somewhat confidently on finding the fugitive in one of these known hiding places. He had hoped Sir Oliver would profess an ignorance of at least one of the two. His face was fierce and vindictive as the second was "drawn blank."
By the time, however, that Oliver had reached the bank the Colonel had left for the club, where he would have been too happy, no doubt being the most courteous of colonels, etc., etc. "if his dear young friend had only sent him word," etc. All this our breathless young Mercury Oliver never walked when he could run learned some hours later from old Mr.
Oliver Hampden was clever, able, and successful, and soon had a thriving practice; while his neighbor's learning was hardly known outside the circle of the Bar. Disappointed in his ambition, Drayton shortly retired from the Bar and lived the life of a country gentleman, while his former friend rapidly rose to be the head of the Bar.
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