speech of her. To-day we march out and see what I can accomplish by climbing trees. In the meantime you two are to lay in waiting and assist me when necessary."
"I am foreseeing that everything will be easy," cried Paddy jubilantly.
"You are an Irishman," I responded in anger.
"Aye," he replied bitterly, "and another is within reach of my stick if it were n't for my respect for my betters, although such a thing never could happen, please God!"
"No bold talk," said I. "You may do that after." I bade Jem Bottles load his pistols and carry them handy, but to keep them well concealed. Paddy preferred to campaign with only a stout stick. I took one pistol, and of course my sword.
These preparations deeply stirred Jem Bottles and Paddy.
"Your honour," said Paddy, "if I see a man pulling you by the leg when you would be climbing the tree, may I hit him one lick?"
"Aye," growled Jem Bottles, "and if I get a pistol against his head, he 'll find out the difference between gunpowder and sand."
"Stop," I cried. "You have the wrong idea entirely. This talk of carnage startles me and alarms me. Remember we are in London. In London even the smallest massacre arouses great excitement. There are to be no killings, and even no sound thrashings. It is all to be done with dainty gloves. Neither one of the pair of you looks fitted for the work, but I am obliged to make you serve by hook or crook. 'T is too late to scour the country looking for good com-
