Then Monk flung one and the other down in front of him.
"What lies have I been hearing, then ?" he demanded furiously of Trenchard.

"'Slife I'll make an example of you.

Arrest me that rogue--arrest them both," and he half rose from his seat, his trembling hand pointing to Wilding and Trenchard.
Two of the tything-men stirred to do his bidding, but in the same instant Albemarle found himself looking into the round nozzle of a pistol.
"If," said Mr.Wilding, "a finger is laid upon Mr.Trenchard or me I shall have the extreme mortification of being compelled to shoot Your Grace." His pleasantly modulated voice was as deliberate and calm as if he were offering the Bench a pinch of snuff.

Albemarle's dark visage crimsoned; his eyes became at once wicked and afraid.

Sir Edward's cheeks turned pale, his glance grew startled.