Boyne). 'Tell me if he has not got C.R. in blue upon his right arm'
(and there it is sure enough). 'Yonder swaggering Irishman may be
his accomplice for what I know; but I will have no dealings with Mr.
Brock, save with a constable for a second.'

"'This is an odd story, Captain Wood,' said the old Major who acted
for the Count.

"'A scounthrelly falsehood regarding me and my friend!' shouted out
Mr. Macshane; 'and the Count shall answer for it.'

"'Stop, stop!' says the Major. 'Captain Wood is too gallant a
gentleman, I am sure, not to satisfy the Count; and will show us
that he has no such mark on his arm as only private soldiers put
there.'

"'Captain Wood,' says I, 'will do no such thing, Major. I'll fight
that scoundrel Galgenstein, or you, or any of you, like a man of
honour; but I won't submit to be searched like a thief!'

"'No, in coorse,' said Macshane.

"'I must take my man off the ground,' says the Major.

"'Well, take him, sir,' says I, in a rage; 'and just let me have the
pleasure of telling him that he's a coward and a liar; and that my
lodgings are in Piccadilly, where, if ever he finds courage to meet
me, he may hear of me!'

"'Faugh! I shpit on ye all,' cries my gallant ally Macshane. And