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"How would your honour expect me to pay attention to the

absurdities uttered by a parcel of brawlers. I attend only to my

own affairs, for I am a poor man. And then your honour knows,

that those who are lavish of their tongue, are often lavish of

their fists, especially when there are many together."

"Yes, yes, they may have their way now; to-morrow-to-morrow, we

will see if the heat is dislodged from their brains. What do you

think?"

"I don't know."

"That the mob will become masters in Milan?"

"Certainly!"

"You shall see, you shall see."

"I understand-I know the king will be always the king; but he who

has taken any thing will keep it. Naturally a poor father of a

family has no desire to give back; your honours have the power;

that belongs to you."

"Have you still some people at your house?"

"A number."

"And this your customer, what is he about? Is he still labouring

to excite the people to sedition?"

"This stranger, your honour means; he is gone to sleep."