Bisbee daily review., 1913-09-24

thinking.
 Not |. To do her justice. the girl has the spirit of her father. 4 whis- per that am disinclined to the match win be sufficient"
 ~Aye. but who will give her that whisperY
 We will arrange that some way. Truth 10 tell. l am rather tired of the nhnx. She bores me with her high airs. She does not know that she is pennlless and disgraced And as for her good lcolzs. 'tis country beauty. after alt"
 Poor girlr' began Luftdon, whose face. though bloated and flushed. still showed some signs of human kind ness.
 At thai point l intervened. l could bear DO more. When they spoke so slightingly of my mistress it was more than could stand. burst out of the brush and stood before them-mad. en- ragged all through I will admit that 1 lacked the eomposure and breeding of these precious two They started back at nay sudden appearance. from which he of the slow speech speedily recovered.
 Now. who may you be. and what may you want?" he said.
 "who l am matters nothing." said l. but what 1 want matters a great eeal.''
 "Ah, And what Is 1t that you want ti;at matters so?"
 'In the first place that sword"
 ''This;7 said the man. holding Sir Geonreys handsome weapon up light y by the blade.
 That" said I.
 am accustomed to move quickly es well as to think quickly. and be fore be knew 1t I nac II py the hilt. and but that he released the blade in- stnntly would have cut bis hand as I withdrew it. He swung round and | clapped his hand on his own sword, a fierce oath breaking from his lips, his face black as thunder.
 Don't draw that little spit" I said. "or l will be under the necessity of breaking your back" l lowered above both of them, and I have no doubt that could have made good my boast. The man had the courage of hs race and station. He faced me undaunted. his hand on his sword hilt
 "wonid you rob me of mine own?" he asked calmly.
 T might do so. and with justice" replied. You bad no hesitation in rob bing the living or the dead"
 '.Zounds!" cried the first man. ''it was in fair play; we risked each what we had, and Sir Godfrey lost" "Yes: sec" I replied Having paid with everything else, he had Q throw sway his life. beard what you said. i You wonder how Mistress Wilberforce 1 is to learn the situation You wonder who Is to tel. her. l will.
 That is good; well thought ot.'' said | the drawler with amazing assurance. | q could not have wished it better, You are doubtless some servant of the ! house.
 .'I am DO mans servant" interrupt ed in some heat
 Somebody born on the place who i probably cherishes a yOkers humble admiration for the lady of the manor l flushed like a girl at this. 1 never was good at the dissimulation that goes on in polite society. Tell her. my man. tell her. he cried. tell her that she Is a beggar ard her father suicide and that have all her property without her. Sue can go to your arms. She is not meet for the Duke of Areester."
 So this was ArceSterI had heard of him. as l had of Luftdon. two of the most debauched. unprincipled rakes. idlers. fortune hunters, gam blefs. men about town. in all England i stepped closer to him and struck him with the palm of my hand His sword was out on the moment, but before he could make pass l wrench ! ed 1t from hlm. broke the blade over I my knee and hurled the two pieces into the coppiee-
 T can match you with swords = said I. .T have fought with men. not popinjays in my day all over the world, and 1 know the use of the weapon, but would not demean my self. being an honest man though no gentleman. by crossing blades with such ruf1an-"
 By God" cried the man. T will have you flung into the mill pond win clap you in jail I will"-
 You will do nothing of the sort said l. "There is no man on the es- | tate who would not take my part against yours. especially when l re- peat what you have said about Nils tress Lucy"
 And who would believe your que ried the duke. whose anger was at a frightful height in being thus brayed and fnsnIted. In his agitation he tore at his neck cloth 'Twouid be your word against mine. and"-
 For the matter of that. my word