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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Then learn that Captain Disbrowe is faithless," cried Parravicin, throwing back the curtains, and disclosing himself. "Learn that he loves another, and is with her now. Learn that he cares so little for you, that he has surrendered you to me." "What do I hear?" exclaimed Mrs. Disbrowe. "Who are you, and what brings you here?" "You may guess my errand from my presence," replied the knight.
His attire was rich, but in great disorder, and sullied by the loathsome mass in which he had been plunged. He was in the flower of youth, and his features must have been remarkable for their grace and beauty, but they were now of a livid hue, and swollen and distorted by pain. Still Leonard recognised them. "Gracious Heaven!" he exclaimed. "It is Sir Paul Parravicin."
What say you to an exchange of mistresses? I am so diverted with your adventure, that I am half inclined to give you the grocer's daughter for Disbrowe's wife. She is a superb creature languid as a Circassian, and passionate as an Andalusian." "I can't agree to the exchange, especially after your rapturous description," returned Parravicin, "but I'll stake Mrs. Disbrowe against Amabel.
"You will not get your fee," laughed Chowles, as they were left alone. "So it appears," replied Judith, taking the pan from the fire; "there is no use in wasting a poultice." Shortly after this, the door of the vault again opened, and Parravicin looked in.
"Sir Paul Parravicin!" echoed Chowles. "By all that's wonderful, so it is! Here is a lucky chance! Bring the dead-cart hither, Jonas quick, quick! I shall put him under the care of Judith Malmayns." And the burier hurried off as fast as his legs could carry him.
"But you don't appear to relish the jest," rejoined Parravicin, sneeringly. "Oh, yes, I relish it exceedingly," replied Pillichody; "her husband ha! ha! and Disbrowe is the disappointed lover capital! But here we are and I wish we were anywhere else," he added to himself. "Are you sure you are right?" asked Parravicin, searching for the key. "Quite sure," returned Pillichody.
Wresting his long rapier from the bully, Leonard rushed after Parravicin, and reached the end of Wood-street, just in time to see him spring into a coach, and drive off with his prize.
Wyvil made no answer, but, walking to the other end of the room, threw himself into a chair, and, covering his face with his hands, appeared wrapped in thought. Lydyard took a seat beside him, and endeavoured to engage him in conversation; but, finding his efforts fruitless, he desisted. "Something is wrong," observed Parravicin, to the major.
"I came partly to replenish my purse, for I have had a run of ill luck of late," replied the knight; "and partly to see a most beautiful creature, whom I accidentally discovered here yesterday." "A new beauty!" cried Rochester. "Who is she?" "Before I tell you, you must engage not to interfere with me," replied Parravicin. "I have marked her for my own." "Agreed," replied Rochester.
"It is," rejoined Parravicin, "and, therefore, I have sought you." Thirlby arose, and accompanied the knight into the outer room, closing the door after him. More than a quarter of an hour it seemed an age to Leonard elapsed, and still no one came. Listening intently, he heard voices in the next room. They were loud and angry, as if in quarrel.
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