He disarmed his assailant, who rushed out of the room, uttering the wildest ejaculations of rage and despair.
"I told you you should have your revenge," observed the knight to Pillichody, as soon as Disbrowe was gone.

"Is his wife really as beautiful as you represent her ?" "Words are too feeble to paint her charms," replied the major.

"Shafts of Cupid! she must be seen to be appreciated." "Enough!" returned Parravicin.

"I have not made a bad night's work of it, so far.

I'faith, Wyvil, I pity you.