Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago?
I told you my turn would come.

It _has_ come,--and sooner than you expected." "So I find, Captain," rejoined Quilt, submissively; "but you're too noble-hearted to take advantage of my situation.

Besides, I acted for others, and not for myself." "I know it," replied Sheppard, "and therefore I spare your life." "I was sure you wouldn't injure me, Captain," remarked Quilt, in a wheedling tone, while he felt about for his sword; "you're far too brave to strike a fallen man." "Ah! traitor!" cried Jack, who had noticed the movement; "make such another attempt, and it shall cost you your life." So saying, he unbuckled the belt to which the janizary's hanger was attached, and fastened it to his own girdle.
"And now," he continued, sternly, "was it your master who has just ridden by ?" "No," answered Quilt, sullenly.
"Who, then ?" demanded Jack.

"Speak, or I fire!" "Well, if you _will_ have it, it's Sir Rowland Trenchard." "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement.

"What are you doing with him ?" "It's a long story, Captain, and I've no breath to tell it,--unless you choose to release me," rejoined Quilt.
"Get up, then," said Jack, freeing his foot from the stirrup.
"Now--begin." Quilt, however, seemed unwilling to speak.
"I should be sorry to proceed to extremities," continued Sheppard, again raising the pistol.
"Well, since you force me to betray my master's secrets," replied Quilt, sullenly, "I've ridden express to Manchester to deliver a message to Sir Rowland." "Respecting Thames Darrell ?" observed Jack.
"Why, how the devil did you happen to guess that ?" cried the janizary.
"No matter," replied Sheppard.