[The Fair Maid of Perth by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookThe Fair Maid of Perth CHAPTER XXII 4/15
There will be a thousand of them round the gibbet's foot." "And were there ten thousand," said Dwining, "shall I, who am a high clerk, and have studied in Spain, and Araby itself, not be able to deceive the eyes of this hoggish herd of citizens, when the pettiest juggler that ever dealt in legerdemain can gull even the sharp observation of your most intelligent knighthood? I tell you, I will put the change on them as if I were in possession of Keddie's ring." "If thou speakest truth," answered the knight, "and I think thou darest not palter with me on such a theme, thou must have the aid of Satan, and I will have nought to do with him.
I disown and defy him." Dwining indulged in his internal chuckling laugh when he heard his patron testify his defiance of the foul fiend, and saw him second it by crossing himself.
He composed himself, however, upon observing Ramorny's aspect become very stern, and said, with tolerable gravity, though a little interrupted by the effort necessary to suppress his mirthful mood: "Confederacy, most devout sir--confederacy is the soul of jugglery. But--he, he, he!--I have not the honour to be--he, he!--an ally of the gentleman of whom you speak--in whose existence I am--he, he!--no very profound believer, though your knightship, doubtless, hath better opportunities of acquaintance." "Proceed, rascal, and without that sneer, which thou mayst otherwise dearly pay for." "I will, most undaunted," replied Dwining.
"Know that I have my confederate too, else my skill were little worth." "And who may that be, pray you ?" "Stephen Smotherwell, if it like your honour, lockman of this Fair City. I marvel your knighthood knows him not." "And I marvel thy knaveship knows him not on professional acquaintance," replied Ramorny; "but I see thy nose is unslit, thy ears yet uncropped, and if thy shoulders are scarred or branded, thou art wise for using a high collared jerkin." "He, he! your honour is pleasant," said the mediciner.
"It is not by personal circumstances that I have acquired the intimacy of Stephen Smotherwell, but on account of a certain traffic betwixt us, in which an't please you, I exchange certain sums of silver for the bodies, heads, and limbs of those who die by aid of friend Stephen." "Wretch!" exclaimed the knight with horror, "is it to compose charms and forward works of witchcraft that you trade for these miserable relics of mortality ?" "He, he, he! No, an it please your knighthood," answered the mediciner, much amused with the ignorance of his patron; "but we, who are knights of the scalpel, are accustomed to practise careful carving of the limbs of defunct persons, which we call dissection, whereby we discover, by examination of a dead member, how to deal with one belonging to a living man, which hath become diseased through injury or otherwise.
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