The Waverley novels, by Sir Walter Scott, complete in 12 vol., printed from the latest English ed., embracing the author's last corrections, prefaces & notes.

PEVERIL OF THE PEAK. 569
Peveril had time enough to recollect the necessity of his being at large,
if he could possibly obtain his freedom, and interposed here a civil contradiction of his worship's gracious supposition. " He was no Catholic," he
said, " but an unworthy member of the Church of England."
"Perhaps but a lukewarm Protestant, notwithstanding," said the sage
Justice; " there are those amongst us who ride tantivy to Rome, and have
already made out half the journey - ahem I"
Peveril disowned his being any such.
" And who art thou, then?" said the Justice; " for, friend, to tell you
plainly, I like not your visage- ahem!"
These short and emphatic coughs were accompanied each by a succinct
nod, intimating the perfect conviction of the speaker that he had made the
best, the wisest, and the most acute observation, of which the premises
admitted.
Julian, irritated by the whole circumstances of his detention, answered
the Justice's interrogation in rather a lofty tone. "My name is Julian
Peveril."
" Now, Heaven be around us 1" said the terrified Justice-" the son of
that black-hearted Papist and traitor, Sir Geoffrey Peveril, now in hands,
and on the verge of trial!"
"How, sir 1" exclaimed Julian, forgetting his situation, and, stepping
forward to the grating, with a violence which made the bars clatter, he so
startled the appalled Justice, that, snatching his Protestant flail, Master
Maulstatute aimed a blow at his prisoner, to repel what he apprehended
was a premeditated attack. But whether it was owing to the Justice's
hurry of mind, or inexperience in managing the weapon, he not only missed
his aim, but brought the swinging part of the machine round his own skull,
with such a severe counterbuff, as completely to try the efficacy of his
cushioned helmet, and, in spite of its defence, to convey a stunning sensation, which he rather hastily imputed to the consequence of a blow received
from Peveril.
His assistants did not directly confirm the opinion which the Justice had
so unwarrantably adopted; but all with one voice agreed, that, but for their
own active and instantaneous interference, there was no knowing what
mischief might have been done by a person so dangerous as the prisoner.
The general opinion that he meant to proceed in the matter of his own
rescue, par voie dufait, was indeed so deeply impressed on all present, that
Julian saw it would be in vain to ofer any defence, especially being but too
conscious that the alarming, and probably the fatal consequences of his
rencontre with the bully, rendered his commitment inevitable. He contented himself with asking into what prison he was to be thrown; and when
the formidable word Newgate was returned as full answer, he had at least
the satisfaction to reflect, that, stern and dangerous as was the shelter of
that roof, he should at least enjoy it in company with his father; and that,
by some means or other, they might perhaps obtain the satisfaction of a
melancholy meeting, under the circumstances of mutual calamity, which
seemed impending over their house.
Assuming the virtue of more patience than he actually possessed, Julian
gtve the magistrate, (to whom all the mildness of his demeanour could not,
however, reconcile him,) the direction to the house where he lodged, together
with a request that his servant, Lance Outram, might be permitted to send
him his money and wearing apparel; adding, that all which might be in
his possession, either of arms or writings,-the former amounting to a pair
of travelling pistols, and the last to a few memoranda of little consequence,
he willingly consented to place at the disposal of the magistrate. It was in
that moment that he entertained, with sincere satisfaction, the comforting
reflection, that the important papers of Lady Derby were already in the
possession of the Sovereign.
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