Heavy steps were now heard ascending the stairs,and the servant ushered two men into the apartment.Again there was a barking,but louder than that which had been directed against myself,for here were two intruders;both of them were remarkable-looking men,but to the foremost of them the most particular notice may well be accorded:he was a man somewhat under thirty,and nearly six feet in height.He was dressed in a blue coat,white corduroy breeches,fastened below the knee with small golden buttons;on his legs he wore white lamb's-wool stockings,and on his feet shoes reaching to the ankles;round his neck was a handkerchief of the blue and bird's eye pattern;he wore neither whiskers nor moustaches,and appeared not to delight in hair,that of his head,which was of a light brown,being closely cropped;the forehead was rather high,but somewhat narrow;the face neither broad nor sharp,perhaps rather sharp than broad;the nose was almost delicate;the eyes were gray,with an expression in which there was sternness blended with something approaching to feline;his complexion was exceedingly pale,relieved,however,by certain pock-marks,which here and there studded his countenance;his form was athletic,but lean;his arms long.In the whole appearance of the man there was a blending of the bluff and the sharp.You might have supposed him a bruiser;his dress was that of one in all its minutiae;something was wanting,however,in his manner-the quietness of the professional man;he rather looked like one performing the part-well-very well-but still performing a part.His companion!-there,indeed,was the bruiser-no mistake about him:a tall massive man,with a broad countenance and a flattened nose;dressed like a bruiser,but not like a bruiser going into the ring;he wore white-topped boots,and a loose brown jockey coat.
As the first advanced towards the table,behind which the magistrate sat,he doffed a white castor from his head,and made rather a genteel bow;looking at me,who sat somewhat on one side,he gave a kind of nod of recognition.
'May I request to know who you are,gentlemen?'said the magistrate.
'Sir,'said the man in a deep,but not unpleasant voice,'allow me to introduce to you my friend,Mr.-,the celebrated pugilist';and he motioned with his hand towards the massive man with the flattened nose.
'And your own name,sir?'said the magistrate.
'My name is no matter,'said the man;'were I to mention it to you,it would awaken within you no feeling of interest.It is neither Kean nor Belcher,and I have as yet done nothing to distinguish myself like either of those individuals,or even like my friend here.However,a time may come-we are not yet buried;and whensoever my hour arrives,I hope I shall prove myself equal to my destiny,however high-'Like bird that's bred amongst the Helicons.'
And here a smile half theatrical passed over his features.
'In what can I oblige you,sir?'said the magistrate.
'Well,sir;the soul of wit is brevity;we want a place for an approaching combat between my friend here and a brave from town.
Passing by your broad acres this fine morning we saw a pightle,which we deemed would suit.Lend us that pightle,and receive our thanks;'twould be a favour,though not much to grant:we neither ask for Stonehenge nor for Tempe.'
My friend looked somewhat perplexed;after a moment,however,he said,with a firm but gentlemanly air,'Sir,I am sorry that I cannot comply with your request.'
'Not comply!'said the man,his brow becoming dark as midnight;and with a hoarse and savage tone,'Not comply!why not?'
'It is impossible,sir;utterly impossible!'
'Why so?'
'I am not compelled to give my reasons to you,sir,nor to any man.'
'Let me beg of you to alter your decision,'said the man,in a tone of profound respect.
'Utterly impossible,sir;I am a magistrate.'
'Magistrate!then fare ye well,for a green-coated buffer and a Harmanbeck.'
'Sir!'said the magistrate,springing up with a face fiery with wrath.
But,with a surly nod to me,the man left the apartment;and in a moment more the heavy footsteps of himself and his companion were heard descending the staircase.
'Who is that man?'said my friend,turning towards me.
'A sporting gentleman,well known in the place from which I come.'
'He appeared to know you.'
'I have occasionally put on the gloves with him.'
'What is his name?'
