the object of their resentment—"In the name of Him who brought peace on earth, and good will to mankind, I implore—I beseech—I command you to forbear violence towards each other. God hateth the blood-thirsty man—he who striketh with the sword, shall perish with the sword."
"Do you take me for a dog, sir," said Colonel Ashton, turning fiercely upon him, "or something more brutally stupid, to endure this insult in my father's house?—Let me go, Bucklaw! He shall account to me, or, by heaven, I will stab him where he stands."
"You shall not touch him here," said Bucklaw; "he once gave me my life, and were he the devil come to fly away with the whole house and generation, he shall have nothing but fair play."
The passions of the two young men thus counteracting each other, gave Ravenswood leisure to exclaim, in a stern and steady voice, "Silence!—let him who really seeks danger, take the fitting time when it is
