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"There is no king here but I!" screa with rage "Die; traitor and spy! You have escaped me

once, but your hour is come now"

"Allow me to differ from you," said Sir Nore of the dwarf's sword, and inserted an inch or

two of the point of his own in that enraged little prince's anato come--if you will take the trouble to reflect

upon it--you will find it is the reverse, and that my little friend's

brief and brilliant career in rapidly drawing to a close"

At these bland remarks, and at the sharp thrust that accompanied the to the horn-pipe

of exasperation he went through when Sir Nor from his side, and from the point of his adversary's sword, as

he withdrew it; and, ht of his own

blood, he screeched, and foanashed his teeth, and , and lashed the air

with his sword, and made such desperate pokes with it, at Sir Norman and

everybody else who caht run hih the sword-arm, and, in spite of all his

distracted didos, captured him by the help of Hubert, and passed him

over to the soldiers to cheer and keep co over, Sir Norman had time to look about

him It had all passed in so short a space, and the dwarf had been so

desperately frantic, that the rest had paused involuntarily, and were

still looking on Missing the count, he glanced around the roo over the company

with the cool air of a conqueror Miranda, aroused, as she very well

, had partly raised herself

upon her elbow, and was looking wildly about her As her eye fell on Sir