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"Really," said the count, with some embarrasshost or a highwayhway you to say it"

"Where is Leoline?" shouted the exasperated young knight, releasing his

shoulder, and clutching him by the throat "Tell me or, by Heaven! I'll

pitch you neck and heels into the Thames!"

Instantly the sword of the count's coht,

and, in two seconds more, its blue blade would have ended the earthly

career of Sir Nor back,

and made a motion for his coly, with his are, sheathe your sword and stand aside Sir Norsley,

one ith you, and be it in peace"

"There can be no peace between us," replied that aggravated young

gentleman, fiercely "until you tell ood time We have a listener, and does it mot strike you our

conference should be private!"

"Public or private, it matters not a jot, so that you tell me what

you've done with Leoline," replied Sir Nor beyond this question was a ive an account of yourself, I'll run you through as

sure as your nae sort of smile came over the face of the count at this direful