"You know your father's determination--I would willingly spare you, Amabel." "Oh, goodness! what _will_ become of us ?" cried Patience--"if there isn't Mr.Bloundel coming downstairs." "Amabel," said Leonard, sternly, "the next moment decides your fate.

If the earl departs, I will keep your secret." "You hear that, my lord," she cried; "I command you to leave me." And disengaging herself from him, and hastily passing her father, who at that moment entered the kitchen, she rushed upstairs.
On hearing the alarm of the grocer's approach, Pillichody took refuge in a cupboard, the door of which stood invitingly open, so that Bloundel only perceived the earl.
"What is the matter ?" he cried, gazing around him.

"Whom have we here ?" "It is a quack doctor, whom Blaize has been consulting about the plague," returned Leonard.
"See him instantly out of the house," rejoined the grocer, angrily, "and take care he never enters it again.

I will have no such charlatans here." Leonard motioned Rochester to follow him, and the latter reluctantly obeyed.
As soon as Bloundel had retired, Leonard, who had meanwhile provided himself with his cudgel, descended to the kitchen, where he dragged Pillichody from his hiding-place, and conducted him to the back door.
But he did not suffer him to depart without belabouring him soundly.
Locking the door, he then went in search of Blaize, and administered a similar chastisement to him.
IV.
THE TWO WATCHMEN.
On the day following the events last related, as Leonard Holt was standing at the door of the shop,--his master having just been called out by some important business,--a man in the dress of a watchman, with a halberd in his hand, approached him, and inquired if he was Mr.
Bloundel's apprentice.
Before returning an answer, Leonard looked hard at the newcomer, and thought he had never beheld so ill-favoured a person before.

Every feature in his face was distorted.