Could we recover the hand from the Cross, or from the custody of the Black Douglas, I would be pleased to observe this wonderful operation of occult sympathies.

But, I fear me, one might as safely go to wrest the joint from the talons of an hungry eagle." "And thou mayst as safely break thy malignant jests on a wounded lion as on John of Ramorny," said the knight, raising himself in uncontrollable indignation.

"Caitiff, proceed to thy duty; and remember, that if my hand can no longer clasp a dagger, I can command an hundred." "The sight of one drawn and brandished in anger were sufficient," said Dwining, "to consume the vital powers of your chirurgeon.

But who then," he added in a tone partly insinuating, partly jeering--"who would then relieve the fiery and scorching pain which my patron now suffers, and which renders him exasperated even with his poor servant for quoting the rules of healing, so contemptible, doubtless, compared with the power of inflicting wounds ?" Then, as daring no longer to trifle with the mood of his dangerous patient, the leech addressed himself seriously to salving the wound, and applied a fragrant balm, the odour of which was diffused through the apartment, while it communicated a refreshing coolness, instead of the burning heat--a change so gratifying to the fevered patient, that, as he had before groaned with agony, he could not now help sighing for pleasure, as he sank back on his couch to enjoy the ease which the dressing bestowed.
"Your knightly lordship now knows who is your friend," said Dwining; "had you yielded to a rash impulse, and said, 'Slay me this worthless quacksalver,' where, within the four seas of Britain, would you have found the man to have ministered to you as much comfort ?" "Forget my threats, good leech," said Ramorny, "and beware how you tempt me.

Such as I brook not jests upon our agony.