He had no weapon about him, having left his cudgel in the shop, but he doubled his fists, and, nerved by passion, felt he had the force of a Hercules in his arm.

Wyvil, in his turn, kept his hand upon his sword, and glanced at his mistress, as if seeking instructions how to act.

At length, Mrs.Bloundel, who formed one of the group, spoke.
"Leonard Holt," she said, "show this person out at the door.

Do not lose sight of him for an instant; and, as soon as he is gone, try to find out how he entered the house." "He entered it like a robber," returned Leonard, looking fiercely at the gallant, "and if I did my strict duty, I should seize him and give him in charge to the watch.

He has come here for the purpose of stealing my master's chief valuable--his daughter." "I am aware of it," replied Mrs.Bloundel, "and nothing but consideration for my husband prevents my delivering him up to justice.
As it is, he may go free.