"instantly, or you will compel me to claim protection from those two men!"

"Protection? you pretty little vixen!" cried he, yet more familiarly, "who should protect you like your own adorer?"

Julict, leaning out, as far as was in her power, from the chaise-window, called with energy for help.

"What do you mean?" cried he, striving to draw her back. What are you afraid of? You don't imagine me such a blundering cavalier, as to intend to carry you off by force?"

The postilion was assisting the two men to fix their horse, for dragging back their cart; but her cries reached their ears, and one of them, advancing to the chaise, exclaimed, "Good now! if it is not Miss Ellis!" And, to her infinite relief and comfort, she beheld young Gooch.

She entreated him to open the door; but, lolling his arms over it, without attending to her, he said, "Well! to see