Old Saint Paul's : a tale of the plague and the fire . tantly resuming his wonted 190 OLD SAINT PAULS. manner. But I am glad to find you considerthe debt unpaid. Disbrowe lifted the cane he held in his hand,and struck the knight with it forcibly on theshoulder. Be that my answer, he said. I will have your life first, and your wifeafterwards, replied Parravicin, furiously. You shall have her if you slay me, but nototherwise, retorted Disbrowe. It must be amortal duel. It must,* replied Parravicin. I will notspare you this time. Spare him ! cried PilHchody. Shield ofAgamemnon ! I should hope not
Old Saint Paul's : a tale of the plague and the fire . tantly resuming his wonted 190 OLD SAINT PAULS. manner. But I am glad to find you considerthe debt unpaid. Disbrowe lifted the cane he held in his hand,and struck the knight with it forcibly on theshoulder. Be that my answer, he said. I will have your life first, and your wifeafterwards, replied Parravicin, furiously. You shall have her if you slay me, but nototherwise, retorted Disbrowe. It must be amortal duel. It must,* replied Parravicin. I will notspare you this time. Spare him ! cried PilHchody. Shield ofAgamemnon ! I should hope not. Spit him asyou would a wild boar. Peace, fool! cried Parravicin. CaptainDisbrowe, I shall instantly proceed to the w^estside of Hyde Park, beneath the trees. I shallexpect you there. On my return, I shall callon your wife. I pray you do so, sir, replied Disbrowe,disdainfully. Both then quitted the coffee-house, Parra-vicin attended by Rochester and Pillichody, andDisbrowe accompanied by a military friend,whom he accidentally encountered. Each party. m THE DUEL. 191 taking a coach, they soon reached the ground,—a rethed spot, completely screened from ob-servation by trees. The preliminaries were soonarranged, for neither would admit of conflict then commenced with great furyon both sides; but Parravicin, in spite of hispassion, observed far more caution than hisantagonist; and, taking advantage of an un-guarded movement occasioned by the othersimpetuosity, passed his sword through hisbody. Disbrowe fell. You are again successful,* he groaned. But save my wife,—save her. What mean you? cried Parravicin, leaningover him, as he wiped his sword. But Disbrowe could make no answer. Hisutterance was choked by a sudden eftusion ofblood on the lungs, and he instantly the body in care of the second, Parra-vicin and his frieiMs returned to the coach,where the Major rejoiced greatly at the issueof the duel; but the knight looked grave, andpondered upon the wo
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