He assured him that he should have the pleasure to break a spear with Mr.Dawdle; and signified his surprise that Sir Launcelot had made no answer to his letter.

It being by this time clear daylight, and Crowe extremely interested in this affair, he broke without ceremony into the knight's chamber, and told him abruptly that the enemy had brought to, and waited for his coming up, in order to begin the action.

"I've hailed his consort," said he, "a shambling, chattering fellow.

He took me first for a hobgoblin, then called me names, a tiger, a wrynoseo'ross, and a Persian bear; but egad, if I come athwart him, I'll make him look like the bear and ragged staff before we part,--I wool." This intimation was not received with that alacrity which the captain expected to find in our adventurer, who told him in a peremptory tone, that he had no design to come to action, and desired to be left to his repose.

Crowe forthwith retired crestfallen, and muttered something, which was never distinctly heard.
About eight in the morning Mr.Dawdle brought him a formal message from the knight of the Griffin, desiring he would appoint the lists, and give security of the field.