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After a time, few of the nurses and attendants would venture thither; and to take a patient to Saint Faith's was considered tantamount to consigning him to the grave. Whether Judith Malmayns had succeeded or not in curing Sir Paul Parravicin, it is not our present purpose to relate.
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.
"Not till I have told you how much I love you," returned the knight, ardently. "Love me!" she echoed, scornfully. "Yes, love you," reiterated Parravicin. "It would be strange if I, who profess myself so great an admirer of beauty, did otherwise. I am passionately enamoured of you.
"Before I listen to the young man's request, let him declare that it is his intention to deliver her up to the king," rejoined Parravicin, coldly. "It is my intention to deliver her up to one who has the best right to take charge of her," returned Leonard. "You mean her father," sneered Parravicin. "Ay, but not the person you suppose to be her father," replied Leonard.
Leonard glanced at her with admiration, but he said nothing. "Is Sir Paul Parravicin here?" asked Nizza Macascree, with great anxiety. "I have not seen him," replied Leonard; "and I have carefully examined the countenances of all the king's attendants." "Heaven be praised!" exclaimed Nizza. At this juncture, Mrs. Buscot entered the room.
"I will take you to him," remarked Leonard; "but first I must see Nizza." Parravicin walked to a table, on which stood a small silver bell, and ringing it, the summons was immediately answered by an old woman. He was about to deliver a message to her, when the disturbed expression of her countenance struck him, and he hastily inquired the cause of it.
"I will have your life first, and your wife afterwards," replied Parravicin, furiously. "You shall have her if you slay me, but not otherwise," retorted Disbrowe. "It must be a mortal duel." "It must," replied Parravicin. "I will not spare you this time." "Spare him!" cried Pillichody. "Shield of Agamemnon! I should hope not. Spit him as you would a wild boar." "Peace, fool!" cried Parravicin.
"I am sorry to tell you I have been misled as to the clue I fancied I had obtained to Nizza's retreat. We are as far from the mark as ever." "Might not the real name of the villain who has assumed the name of Sir Paul Parravicin be ascertained from the Earl of Rochester?" rejoined Leonard. "So I thought," replied Hodges; "and I made the attempt yesterday, but it failed.
Charles, to his inexpressible delight and Parravicin's chagrin, came off the winner, and the mortification of the latter was increased by the laughter and taunts of the spectators. "You are not in your usual luck to-day," observed Rochester to him, as they walked aside. "For all this, do not think I will surrender Nizza," replied Parravicin, in a low tone, "I love her too well for that."
"One cannot well be deceived in a seizure of that kind," replied the old woman, shaking her head. "I thought the disorder never attacked the same person twice," said Parravicin. "I myself am an instance to the contrary," replied Leonard. "And, as you have twice recovered, there may be a chance for Nizza," said Parravicin. "This old woman will take you to her.
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