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in Her Majesty's name." I obeyed, as a matter of course. "I say--you, sir, inside--do you know where you are going? Right into the centre of a troop of the Royal Yeomanry Cavalry! If you are a gentleman and a loyal subject, you will open the door immediately, and desire the vehicle to be stopped." In order to give due effect to this remonstrance, and also to impress the inmate with a proper sense of the consequences of interference with martial discipline, I bestowed cut No. Seven with all my might upon the machine. To my horror, and that of my companions, there arose from within a prolonged and double-voiced squall. "Hang me, if it isn't women!" said the sergeant. "Yer mither wull be proud o' ye the nicht," said the Incubus on the atomy, "when it's tell't her that ye hae whanged at an auld machine, and frichtet twa leddies to the skirlin'! Ony hoo, M'Whirter, gin that's your name, there'll be half-a-croun to pay for the broken brodd!" The small sliding-panel at the back of the machine was now cautiously opened. "Goodness gracious, Mr M'Whirter!" said a voice which I instantly recognised to be that of Edith Bogle, "is it possible that can be you? Is it the custom, sir, of the Scottish yeomen to break in upon the privacy of two young defenceless females, and even to raise their weapons against the place which contains them? Fie, sir! is this your boasted chivalry?" "O George--go away, do! I am really quite ashamed of you!" said the voice of my cousin, Mary Muggerland. I thought I should have dropped from my saddle. "Friends of yours, eh, M'Whirter?" said Randolph. "Rather an awkward fix, I confess. What's to be done?" "Would the regulars have behaved thus?" cried Edith, with increased animation. "Would they have insulted a woman? Never. Begone, sir--I am afraid I have been mistaken in you"---- "By my honour, Edith!--Miss Bogle, I mean--you do me gross injustice! I did not know--I could not conceive that you, or Mary, or any other lady, were in the machine, and then--consider my orders"---- "Orders, sir! There are some orders which never ought to be obeyed. But enough of this. If you have delicacy enough to feel for our situation, you will not protract this interview. Drive on, boy! and you, Mr M'Whirter, if you venture to interrupt us further, never expect my pardon." "Nor mine!" added Mary Muggerland. "Who the mischief cares for yours, you monkey!" muttered I _sotto voce_. "But Edith-
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