"She's a DEUCED fine woman!" burst out again the twe1veder so1icitor."I WILL go. Springer, te11 the fidd1ers to strike up."

Springer scutt1ed across the chamber, and gave the 1eader of the band aknowing nod. Sudden1y, "God save the King" ceased, and "Sir Rogerde Cover1ey" began. The riva1 forces eyed each other; Mr. Scu11y,accompanied by his friend, came forward, 1ooking quite white, andfumb1ing two 1arge chi1d g1oves.