The Mysteries of the Court of London Vol. 7 — page 213: what you’re looking at

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The coachman gave vent to an ejaculation of impatience, and was on the very puint of urging the horses on again,—when Chris- tian, putting bis head out of the window, ordered him tv stop a few moments lunger while he com. plied with the mendicant’s request. At the samo tine the fulee Lascar himself came up to the car riage; and coolly opening the door, began thank- ing the young gentleman for his liberality. Christian, setting down the fellow’s presumption to the account of his ignorance, drew forth his purse; and the chink of guld caught the Lascar’s ear. Inthe twinkling of an eye he snatched the puree from Christian's hand, and darted away with the apeed of lightning. Inspired with indignation at this feat, as audacious as it was villanous, Christian sprang from the carriage, and rushed after the false Lascar. It was in a very lonely part of the road that this incident occurred; and the road itsclf was too harrow just at that spot for the equipage itself to ve turned round in pursuit. The reader will un- deratand that the daring robber had rushed away in the direction from whi the carriage had come ; and therefure towards Tudor House. Christina screamed as her brother sprang forth: but he was too indigfant to think at the moment of her alarm, and too courageous to care for the danger which he might have to encounter. He flew as if on the wings of the wind in pursuit of the Lascar, whom he overtook at a distance of about a hun- dred yards from the scene of the robbery. The fellow turned round to face his pyrsuer, a6 whom he aimed a desperate blow with a large bludgeon which he carried: but Christian, nimbly evading it, at once grasped the bluageon and closed with the plunderer. So well directed and so irresistible was this attack, that the falee Lascar was thrown down; and Christian, wrenching the bludgeon from his hands, hurled it to a distance over one of the high hedges that skirted the road. The pros- trate rubber endeavoured to gripe our young hero by the throat: but Christian not merely protected himeelf bravely, but likewise overpowered the Lascar effectually. At that mement the sounds of an advancing equipage were heard: another des- perate attempt of the Lascar to free himeaelf was defeated ; and finding himeelf foiled and powerless, he said, in unmistakable vulgar English, “Come, young feller, take your purse back again, and let mée Bat Christian kept bim down until the equi- page came up to the spot; and it proved to be the dashing phaeton belonging to Lord Rushbrook. “By heaven! the scoundrel Lascar who robbed ¢ rs Ti awe eRe we ae oe oe Sino | mf THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. me the other night!” ejaculated the Viscount, giving the reins to his groom, and springing into the road. “ He is no Lascar, my lord,” said Ohristianz— “but an English scoundrel in disguise. His speech has just betrayed him.” “Ah! is it you?” exclaimed Rushbrook, now recognising Christian. |“ By heaven! Chis is a bold feat which you have evidently performed ! Here—let me fasten a hold upon the villain hike- wise.” Rushbrook, although naturally a coward, was now brave enough when he saw that the work was already done for him ; and he took a firm grasp of the Burker’s garments: for we need scarcely in- form the reader that he was the individual of whom we are speaking. Christian likewiso kept hold of him; and they made him get upon his feet. “Well,‘I say,” growled the Burker, “this is a pretty pickle for an honest chap like me to be placed in. But blow, me! if this meeting isn’t a queer ope !”—then turning to Rushbrook, be added, as he looked him very hard in the face, “ What about that there safe and the kesh-box ?” The Viscount’s hands suddenly quitted their hold upon the Burker’s garments, as if those hands were paralysed; and he qtaggered back a pace or two. At the samo instant, by ono desperate jerk, Barney released himself from the hold which Christian Ashton had upon him; and in the twinkling of an eye he had darted right through the hedge with the force of a cannun-ball. Our hero flow after him—but stopped short at the hedge; for it was a barrier which he did not choose to attempt the bursting through after the same fushiun as the escaped robber. “ What did he mean, my lord?” demanded Christian, somewhat indignantly, and with still greater astonishment, as he turned towards tho nobleman. * T can’t fot the life of me understand,” replied Rushbrook, “{¢ was sudden pain which seized upon me——” “Tt is excessively provoking,” cried our young hero, “after the trouble I took and the risk I in- curred. But he said something about a safe and cash-box P” “ Did he ?” inquired Rushbruok. ‘‘ Well, I did not hear him—or at least did not understand. It was a sudden sicknies—a dizziness that seized upon me—something at supper which disagreed with mo——” “It is indeed provoking |” ejaculated Chris- tian. “ So daring a rubbery~—” “ Ho robbed you, then P” ejaculated Rushbrook. « Of my purse, which contained some twelve or fifteen pounds. For that I care comparatively nothing———but the anpoyance of letting the ruffian escape———" ‘Well, all I can say, wy dear fellow,” responded the Viscéunt, “ is that I could not help it; and I am exceedingly sorry for it. I repeat, it was sudden diasiness that came over me. And I say, be so kind, Mr. Ashton, as to keep the matter a secret; for peuple are so malicious in this world— they may put a wrong construction on the affuir— they may pretend that I was afraid—and 1 should get unmercifully laughed at——” “TI really have no inclination to say anything segs asechageaneeps png ECOMRniclacae SS (CO)