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    <P>foolish laughter approached along the lane,rose never looked round,but the
    colour in her cheeks went and came.<br>the steps presently stopped at the gate and
    those in hiding could see the four bullies,who were already somewhat the worse for
    drink,learning upon it and eyeing the maiden at work with silly leers and
    nudgings.pretty mistress rosamund,said slippery seal,in his most wheedling
    voice,will you favour a thirsty traveller with a cup of water from your well use
    faced round at that,her face flushed,but her miner calm.<br>if you are thirsty
    sir,there is water to be had in the brook yander.<br>my father would not have me
    speak with stranger in the road.<br>but,fair maid,said another,we cannot sure be
    called strangers.<br>we have seen your rosy cheeks and bright eyes many times
    before,we but before he had finished speaking,rose had turned her back and was
    walking up the path towards the house.<br>no,no,no cried diving dick;you do not run
    awat like that,pretty wsamund the next moment he had flung the gate wide,and the
    whole four were making a dash up the path in persuit of the girl,they had probably
    learned from the servant at the inn that her aunt was out, and had thought they
    many yards behind and immediately there was a wholesale scrimmage in the little
    garden;the sound of blows and oaths resounded,and many a yell of pain and rage told
    that one or another of the bullies had got a well merited chastisement.<br>it was
    not toms wish to use his sword,but he applied his good cudgel freely to the back of
    the bully ,who was more his own height and make than any of the others.<br>bully
    bullen swore, and raved, and threatened, and make ineffectual efforts to draw his
    rapier and run his antagonist through the body.<br>but he had been drinking, and
    neither hand nor eye were steady;whilst Tom's clutch upon his coat collar, as he
    kept swinging him half off his feet, and laying his stout staff to his back, almost
    throttled him, and rendered his efforts abortive.<br>Once Slippery Seal showed
    himself worthy of his name, by slipping through the clutches of Harry, and dashing
    to get a good blow at Tom, for whom these four worthies had conceived a powerful
    hatred; but Tom saw the advance, and cleverly swerved round, so that the blow
    descended upon the luckless Bullen, who roared anew with rage and pain.<br>"Let
    them go now! let them go!" cried Rosamund at last, half frightened at the
    scrimmage, and almost ready to pity the ruffians, who were getting so much the
    worst of it.<br>Lusty William had quickly laid Dicing Dick prostrate on mother
    earth, and was giving a drubbing to Thirsty Thring, who was helpless in his stout
    grasp. This attack, so unexpected and so resolute, had quite taken the wind out of
    the sails of the blustering four; and when, at Rosamund's cry, their antagonists
    paused and gave to each a parting kick, they had no desire to do anything but slink
    away with bruised shoulders--black rage in their hearts.

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