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to my heart, the sword snapt upon my breastbone, and the point remained sticking in the skin. When I reflected on this event, I could remember nobody who had the least complaint against me, if it was not Captain O'Donnell and my master's daughter. My suspicion settled upon them, though I took care to conceal it that I might the sooner arrive at confirmation. With this view: I went home in a chair about ten o'clock in the morning; and as the chairmen supported me into the house, met the Captain in the passage who no sooner saw me than he started back, and gave evident signs of guilty confusion. My master ordered me to be carried up stairs to bed, where I was carefully attended. My meditation was employed in concerting with myself some method of revenge, when Miss entered my chamber, and, saying she was sorry for the accident that had befallen me asked me if I suspected any body to be the assassin? Upon which, I fixed my eyes stedfastly upon her, and answered, Yes. She replied hastily, If that be the case, why don't you take out a warrant to have him apprehended? It will cost but a trifle; if you have no money, I'll lend you. I thanked her kindly for her generous offer, which I had no occasion to accept, being determined to do nothing rashly, as I could not swear, with a safe conscience, to any particular man. This I pretended, lest the
