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100 REYNOLDS’ WORKS The Frenchwoman remained transfixed with a sense of awful consternation, and Christian now turned to address a few words to the man whom Sir Frederick Latham had felled to the ground, but who had regained his feet. ‘“ Hasten after your companion, and bring him back. Coward that he is, he might have known that I was at hand to shield him.”’ The man to whom Christian thus spoke, sped away after his comrade, and our hero then again turned toward Sir Frederick Latham. Having assured himself by a glance that Madame Angelique showed no inclination to depart, Christian said to the merchant, “‘ Without entering into all details, Sir Frederick, I hope to be enabled in a few words to convince you of the propriety of a proceeding which you could not, in your ignorance of the facts, have regarded otherwise than as a most scandalous outrage.” Christian then gave some brief explanations, to which Sir Frederick Latham listened with profound attention. ‘‘ And it is not only Madame Angelique,”’ said Christian, ‘“‘whom we are thus anxious to secure, but likewise that villain who is in the garb of a Lascar.”’ ‘‘ Ah! I saw by the newspapers,” ejaculated the merchant, “that he is a wretch whom justice has long sought —”’ ‘““The same,” interjected Christian. ‘‘ He is known by the terrible appellation of the Burker. From circumstances which have come to our knowledge— But no matter, for time is now pressing.” “Should that villain be still lurking in this neighbour- hood,”’ rejoined Sir Frederick, ‘‘ and should he happen to fall into my hands, — for my people are keeping a sharp lookout, —I will at once communicate with you. Rest assured that her Majesty Queen Indora may command my services in every respect, and I beseech you to convey this pledge to her Majesty.”’ “The two men are returning,’ said Christian, as he glanced in the direction whence the individuals who had seized upon Madame Angelique were now retracing their steps from the palings at the extremity of the paddock. ‘Madame Angelique,” said Sir Frederick Latham, turn- ing toward the ex-milliner, and addressing her with a cold severity alike of voice and countenance, “I can no longer interfere in your behalf. Certain circumstances CORNIELIOOLKKS (E(0)