📔 Peveril of the Peak

"And thereupon I pledge thee," said the young nobleman, "which on any other argument I were loth to do—thinking of Ned as somewhat the cut of a villain."

I ought to have temporized with this singular being, learned the motives of its interference, and availed myself of its succor, [...]

[…] Lance, after having made some shew of helping him to his horse, ran back to tell his master the joyful intelligence, that a lucky accident had abated Chiffinch's party to their own number.