than makes up for any discrepancy, whatever may be said for the rest of the family."
At this Lord Strepp threw back his head and laughed again joyously, crying,—
"King O'Ruddy, fill me another cup of your wine, and I 'll drink to your marriage."
We drank, and then he said:
"I 'm a selfish beast, guzzling here when those poor devils think they 're smothering down below. Well, O'Ruddy, will you let my unlucky fellows go?"
"I 'll do that instantly," said I, and so we went to the head of the circular stair and sent the guard down to shout to them to come on, and by this time the daylight was beginning to turn the upper windows grey. A very bedraggled stream of badly frightened men began crawling up and up and up the stairway, and as Tom Peel had now returned I asked him to open the front door and let the yeomen out. Once on the terrace in front, the men seemed not to be able to move away, but stood there drawing in deep breaths of air as if they had never tasted it before. Lord Strepp, in the daylight, counted the mob, asking them if they were sure every one had come up, but they all seemed to be there, though I sent Tom Peel down along the tunnel to find if any had been left behind.
Lord Strepp shook hands most cordially with me at the front door.
"Thank you for your hospitality, O'Ruddy," he said, "although I came in by the lower entrance. I will send over a flag of truce when I 've seen my father; then I hope you will trust yourself to come to the Manor House and have a talk with him."
"I 'll do it with pleasure," said I.
