Rin for the constable! Rin, I tell ye, or there'll be murder done!" A gentleman who had entered the store unobserved drew his rapier, and with it struck up a heavy cane which was in the act of descending for the second time upon the head of the unlucky Scot.

"What is all this ?" he asked quietly.

"Five men against one,--that is hardly fair play.

Ah, I see there were six; I had overlooked the gentleman on the floor, who, I hope, is only stunned.

Five to one,--the odds are heavy.