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thought to Leoline, gave hi so--to use a phrase not altogether as original as it ht

be--"deterry eyes and

fierce faces were on every hand, and his dreams of matrimony and Leoline

seemed about to terminate then and there, when luck caraciousto her feet,

she waved her sceptre, while her black eyes flashed as fiercely as the

best of the out like a trumpet-tone

"Sheathe your swords, my lords, and back every man of you! Not one hair

of his head shall fall without my permission; and the first who lays

hands on hiiven, shall die, if I have to shoot

hisley, stand near, and fear not At his peril,

let one of theracious hand to his lips

At the fierce, ringing, imperious tone, all involuntarily fell back, as

if they were accustoht

in an unco and shrill

"What are your majesty's commands?" asked the disco interloper to go free?"