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not a bleeding. His bushy mustachios seemed to cur) very indignation, and his face, which had got exceeding pale, now was in a monstrous fiery wrath.
“ A thousand furies !" shouted he, starting up of a sudden. 66 Hast dared to cut me in this manner ?"
“In truth, I have cut thee to the bone !” said the other as seriously as you please. “ And if thou hast ever a vein in thy arm of other sort than I can find in a cabbage-leaf, then know I nought of the matter."
“ Slave !-hast done this and expect to live? Dost know who I be fellow ?” thundered out the captain, in an increasing passion at the other's coolness.
Mayhap thou art a brazier, and carryest thy stock in trade in thy countenance, for in truth it be exceeding brazen," replied the boy, in no way daunted at his patient's fierce looks.
"s 'Sblood !- I will crop thy ears for thee on the instant !” bawled Captain Swagger, as he drew forth his tremendous rapier.
“ What!-dost draw on me?” cried the apprentice, making to the door as if about to run for his life;. but he was never in a humour for turning tail, for he was back again as quickly as he went, armed with the party-coloured pole that standeth ever at such shops as his master's. 66 Now God
defend the right !-and look to thyself, old Brazennose !” added he.
66 Villain! Dost fight a gentleman with such a heathenish weapon as a barber's pole?" exclaimed the captain in a monstrous astonishment.
66 Down with it, fellow, or I will mince thee into nothing."
56 Nay, if thou likest not a barber's weapon, thou shouldst not draw upon a barber," quietly replied Harry Daring, as he boldly made up to him. “And now for thy ribs !”
Would I had Dan Homer's pen to describe the famous combat that took place betwixt these two heroes; for of mine own cunning can I never give the reader an idea of it which shall come sufficiently nigh unto the reality : yet what my poor skill can effect he must needs put up with. First then, there was the redoubtable Captain Swagger, foaming with wrath, flourishing of his formidable rapier, and skipping here and there and every where with a wonderful agility, to escape
the blows that were quickly aimed at him. To him came Harry Daring, a very hero among apprentices, who crept cautiously along, holding of his pole with both hands a little in advance of him, with an excellent brave countenance,
and ever and anon giving a poke at his opponent wherever he saw a place unguarded. At it they went as if for the very life. The captain retreating with a marvellously imposing front; and the apprentice
following him round the shop, as if valorously resolved to conquer or to die. The one slashed about him his huge sword in a truly dangerous fashion; but the other came to the poke with his barber's pole in so decided a manner, that his enemy seemed to like the appearance of it less and less every
moment. 's Oh, that I could but get but one cut at thee !” cried the captain. « I would pay thee handsomely for the villainous hurt thou hast given me on my right side.”
** Take that on thy left--then one side shall not grumble at t'other,” replied the apprentice, hitting him another desperate poke where he had said.
56 Villain, thou wilt break my ribs !” thundered out his antagonist, evidently in as great pain as rage.
" Then art thou but an ass for not having them made stronger," answered the other. 66 But look at thy toes, I prythee !” and then down came the end of the pole right upon his foot, so heavily that he bawled out with the pain, and began to limp about after such a sort as would have been piteous to look upon, had not the absoluteness of his rage
made of him so droll a figure. “I tell thee, fellow, I will have my action of battery against thee !” exclaimed Captain Swagger, making such desperate exertions to ward off
the blows of his adversary, and to get out of the way of his terrible weapon, that his great fiery face seemed all in a muck.
66 That for thy action of battery, old Brazennose !” replied Harry Daring, dealing him so 'famous a poke in his stomach that it clean sent him over the three-legged stool, with his heels in the air, his hat flying away to one place, his rapier to another, and his back coming with a monstrous thump upon the floor.
6. Yield thyself my prisoner-rescue or no rescue !” cried the boy, stepping up to the fallen combatant with the air of a conquering knighterrant.
“Oh, my back! my back!” groaned the captain as he attempted to rise.
66 By Gog and Magog, thou shalt not rise from this till thou hast agreed upon thy ransom, Sir Brazier,” said the apprentice gravely, as he poked him down again with his pole.
66 Wilt murder me, varlet ?" asked Captain Swagger, looking at the dreadful weapon of his opponent as if there was instant death in it.
Nay, I will harm thee not, by the honour of chivalry, provided thou dost agree to two or three things I shall require of thee."
“ Prythee tell me what they be, and let me up."
« First, thou shalt acknowledge thyself conquered in fair fight.”
“ Granted. Oh, my back!” “ Secondly, thou shalt pay for thy ransom one shilling of good and lawful money of our sovereign lady Queen Elizabeth.”
Agreed. My ribs be as soft as butter. Oh !”
Lastly, thou shalt from this time forward and for ever, hold in most especial veneration and respect the goodly weapon that hath caused thy overthrow-to wit, a barber's pole.” Spare me there, I prythee !” groaned the
prostrate captain, in the most piteous accents ever heard, " I would pay thee another shilling sooner."
66 What, dost murmur, Sir Brazier?” cried out Harry Daring, and was just about to give him an additional poke, when the door opened, and turning round he beheld Master Francis.
56 Ah! I am right glad to see thee !” he exclaimed, going up to his visitor and shaking him by the hand with great heartiness, “ for in truth I have missed thee exceedingly.”
“ But what hast been about with this good gentleman, Harry?” enquired his young friend, who marvelled greatly at seeing of them in such a position.
“ What! hast dared to rise ?” exclaimed the boy, upon perceiving that as soon as his back had turned the captain had sprung on his legs, with a wonderful agility considering how hurt he was.
“ I pray you hold him, good sir," cried Captain