of a swagger about him, in spite of the meanness of his dress, came out from the shadow of the wall and looked me hard in the face.
"Could you direct me, sir, to a hostelry they call the 'Pig and Turnip'?" he asked with great civility.
"If you will come with me," said I, "I 'll bring you to the place itself, for that 's where I 'm stopping."
"Is it possible," he said, that I have the honour of addressing The O'Ruddy?"
"That great privilege is yours," said I, coming to a standstill in the middle of the street, as I saw the young man had his sword drawn and pressed close against his side to allay suspicion. I forgot all about law and order, and had my own blade free of the scabbard on the instant; but the young man spoke smoothly and made no motion of attack, which was very wise of him.
"Mr. O'Ruddy," he says, "we are both men of the world and sensible men and men of peace. Where two gentlemen, one down on his luck and the other in prosperity, have a private matter to discuss between them, I think this discussion should take place quietly and in even tones of voice."
"Sir," said I, giving my sword-hand a little shake, so that the weapon settled down into its place, "Sir, you express my sentiments exactly, and as you are a stranger to me perhaps you will be good enough to announce the subject that concerns us."
"I may say at the outset," he remarked almost in a whisper, so polite he was, "that I have eight good swordsmen at my back, who are not visible until I give the signal; therefore you see, sir, that your chances are of the slightest if I should be compelled to call
