Now, sir, I did wrong to glance at these papers, which I here return to you; but if curiosity be undignified, as I am free to own, falsehood is both cowardly and cruel.

I opened your roll; and what did I find--what did I find about my wife; Lies!' he broke out.

'They are lies! There are not, so help me God! four words of truth in your intolerable libel! You are a man; you are old, and might be the girl's father; you are a gentleman; you are a scholar, and have learned refinement; and you rake together all this vulgar scandal, and propose to print it in a public book! Such is your chivalry! But, thank God, sir, she has still a husband.

You say, sir, in that paper in your hand, that I am a bad fencer; I have to request from you a lesson in the art.

The park is close behind; yonder is the Pheasant House, where you will find your carriage; should I fall, you know, sir--you have written it in your paper--how little my movements are regarded; I am in the custom of disappearing; it will be one more disappearance; and long before it has awakened a remark, you may be safe across the border.' 'You will observe,' said Sir John, 'that what you ask is impossible.' 'And if I struck you ?' cried the Prince, with a sudden menacing flash.
'It would be a cowardly blow,' returned the Baronet, unmoved, 'for it would make no change.