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ungrateful knave, whom, on the first occasion, I
will cudgel to a mummy.
! Mat. The gentleman grows warm ; but there is
that without that will cool him. So, Master Ber¬
tram—hey 1 what! gone ? Well, ’tis time to foU
low. Dame, do as you list; so good night to you.
(The Dame, 'watching her husband off, goes
sojtly to the door, and opens it.)
Hist! hist! Master Julian! Are you gone?
Enter Julian.
- Jul. Not yet, Dame : though it seems my stay
is unwelcome.
Dame. Troth, I was sorry; but Mat—
Jul. Well, well—no excuses, Dame. But tell
me what has happened at Martindale Tower ? I
see the beacon is extinguished.
Dame. Goodness be gracious to us ! then good
j Sir Geoffry is gone to heaven along with my late
husband, Roger Raine.
Jul. Sacred heaven ! when was my father taken
' Dame. Never, as I know of. But, about three
hours since, arrived a party at the Castle, with buff-
coats and bandeliers, and one of the Parliament
folks, like in Oliver’s time. They refreshed them¬
selves here, and sent for Major Bridgenorth, that is
just arrived at Moultrassie Hall: And so they went
up to the Castle.
Immediately upon Julian's entrance, Bertram re-
enters, followed by a man muffled in a large hat
and cloak—( Christian J.—They observe Ju.
lian atlenlively.
Jul. Dear Dame ! for love or gold, let me have
a horse to make for the Castle.