I want to present you to my hated rival, the king's latest love.

Mistress Jennings, this is my dangerous friend, Master George Hamilton." Nelly's words were my cousin's first warning of Hamilton's presence, and her surprise, nay, her consternation, deprived her, for the moment, of the power to think.

Hamilton bowed low before my cousin and said:-- "I have the great pleasure of knowing Mistress Jennings." Anger came to Frances's help, and she retorted: "You are mistaken, sir.
You have not the pleasure of knowing me, nor have I the humiliation of knowing you." She turned again to her dinner.

Nelly whistled in surprise, and Hamilton said: "I beg your pardon." Then turning to Nelly: "I thought I knew the king's new lady love, but it seems I was mistaken.

Adieu, Mistress Gwynn." And turning hastily, he left the room.
As George was resuming his chair at the table in the tap-room, three roystering, half-tipsy fellows, wearing the uniform of the King's Guard, entered, flung themselves into chairs at the long table and called loudly for brandy.