CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

HE ATTRACTS THE ENVY AND ILL OFFICES OF THE MINOR KNIGHTS OF HIS OWN

ORDER, OVER WHOM HE OBTAINS A COMPLETE VICTORY.

Such a pre-eminence could not be enjoyed without exciting the malevolence

of envy and detraction, in the propagation of which none were so

industrious as the brethren of his own order, who had, like him, made a

descent upon this island, and could not, without repining, see the whole

harvest in the hands of one man, who, with equal art and discretion,

avoided all intercourse with their society. In vain they strove to

discover his pedigree, and detect the particular circumstances of his

life and conversation; all their inquiries were baffled by the obscurity

of his origin, and that solitary scheme which he had adopted in the

beginning of his career. The whole fruit of their investigation amounted

to no more than a certainty that there was no family of any consideration

in Europe known by the denomination of Fathom; and this discovery they

did not fail to divulge for the benefit of our adventurer, who had by

this time taken such firm root in the favour of the great, as to set all

those little arts at defiance; and when the report reached his ear,

actually made his friends merry with the conjectures which had been

circulated at his expense.

His adversaries, finding themselves disappointed in this effort, held a

consultation to devise other measures against him, and came to a

resolution of ending him by the sword, or rather of expelling him from

the kingdom by the fear of death, which they hoped he had not courage

enough to resist, because his deportment had always been remarkably mild

and pacific. It was upon this supposition that they left to the

determination of the dice the choice of the person who should execute

their plan; and the lot falling upon a Swiss, who, from the station of a

foot soldier in the Dutch service, out of which he had been drummed for

theft, had erected himself into the rank of a self-created chevalier,

this hero fortified himself with a double dose of brandy, and betook

himself to a certain noted coffee-house, with an intent to affront Count

Fathom in public.

He was lucky enough to find our adventurer sitting at a table in

conversation with some persons of the first rank; upon which he seated

himself in the next box, and after having intruded himself into their

discourse, which happened to turn upon the politics of some German

courts, "Count," said he to Ferdinand, in a very abrupt and disagreeable

manner of address, "I was last night in company with some gentlemen,

among whom a dispute happened about the place of your nativity; pray,

what country are you of?" "Sir," answered the other, with great

politeness, "I at present have the honour to be of England." "Oho!"

replied the chevalier, "I ask your pardon, that is to say, you are incog;

some people may find it convenient to keep themselves in that situation."

"True," said the Count, "but some people are too well known to enjoy that

privilege." The Swiss being a little disconcerted at this repartee,

which extracted a smile from the audience, after some pause, observed,

that persons of a certain class had good reason to drop the remembrance

of what they have been; but a good citizen will not forget his country,

or former condition. "And a bad citizen," said Fathom, "cannot, if he

would, provided he has met with his deserts; a sharper may as well forget

the shape of a die, or a discarded soldier the sound of a drum."

As the chevalier's character and story were not unknown, this application

raised an universal laugh at his expense, which provoked him to such a

degree, that, starting up, he swore Fathom could not have mentioned any

object in nature that he himself resembled so much as a drum, which was

exactly typified by his emptiness and sound, with this difference,

however, that a drum was never noisy till beaten, whereas the Count would

never be quiet, until he should have undergone the same discipline. So

saying, he laid his hand upon his sword with a menacing look, and walked

out as if in expectation of being followed by our adventurer, who

suffered himself to be detained by the company, and very calmly took

notice, that his antagonist would not be ill pleased at their

interposition. Perhaps he would not have comported himself with such

ease and deliberation, had not he made such remarks upon the disposition

of the chevalier, as convinced him of his own safety. He had perceived a

perplexity and perturbation in the countenance of the Swiss, when he

first entered the coffee-room; his blunt and precipitate way of accosting

him seemed to denote confusion and compulsion; and, in the midst of his

ferocity, this accurate observer discerned the trepidation of fear. By

the help of these signs, his sagacity soon comprehended the nature of his

schemes, and prepared accordingly for a formal defiance.

His conjecture was verified next morning by a visit from the chevalier,

who, taking it for granted that Fathom would not face an adversary in the

field, because he had not followed him from the coffee-house, went to his

lodgings with great confidence, and demanded to see the Count upon an

affair that would admit of no delay. Maurice, according to his

instructions, told him that his master was gone out, but desired he would

have the goodness to repose himself in the parlour, till the Count's

return, which he expected every moment. Ferdinand, who had taken post in

a proper place for observation, seeing his antagonist fairly admitted,

took the same road, and appearing before him, wrapped up in a long

Spanish cloak, desired to know what had procured him the honour of such

an early visit. The Swiss, raising his voice to conceal his agitation,

explained his errand, in demanding reparation for the injury his honour

had sustained the preceding day, in that odious allusion to a scandalous

report which had been raised by the malice of his enemies; and insisted,

in a very imperious style, upon his attending him forthwith to the

nursery in Hyde Park. "Have a little patience," said our adventurer with

great composure, "and I will do myself the pleasure to wait upon you in a

few moments."

With these words, he rang the bell, and, calling for a bason of water,

laid aside his cloak, and displayed himself in his shirt, with a sword in

his right hand, which was all over besmeared with recent blood, as if he

had just come from the slaughter of a foe. This phenomenon made such an

impression upon the astonished chevalier, already discomposed by the

resolute behaviour of the Count, that he became jaundiced with terror and

dismay, and, while his teeth chattered in his head, told our hero he had

hoped, from his known politeness, to have found him ready to acknowledge

an injury which might have been the effect of anger or misapprehension,

in which case the affair might have been compromised to their mutual

satisfaction, without proceeding to those extremities which, among men of

honour, are always accounted the last resource. To this representation

Ferdinand answered, that the affair had been of the chevalier's own

seeking, inasmuch as he had intruded himself into his company, and

treated him with the most insolent and unprovoked abuse, which plainly

flowed from a premeditated design against his honour and reputation; he,

therefore, far from being disposed to own himself in the wrong, would not

even accept of a public acknowledgment from him, the aggressor, whom he

looked upon as an infamous sharper, and was resolved to chastise

accordingly.

Here the conversation was interrupted by the arrival of a person who was

brought to the door in a chair, and conducted into another apartment,

from which a message was brought to the Count, importing, that the

stranger desired to speak with him upon business of the last importance.

Fathom having chid the servant for admitting people without his order,

desired the Swiss to excuse him for a minute longer, and went in to the

next room, from whence the following dialogue was overheard by this

challenger:--"Count," said the stranger, "you are not ignorant of my

pretensions to the heart of that young lady, at whose house I met you

yesterday; therefore you cannot be surprised when I declare myself

displeased with your visits and behaviour to my mistress, and demand that

you will instantly promise to drop the correspondence." "Else what

follows?" answered Ferdinand, with a cool and temperate voice. "My

resentment and immediate defiance," replied the other; "for the only

alternative I propose is, to forego your design upon that lady, or to

decide our pretension by the sword."

Our hero, having expressed a regard for this visitant as the son of a

gentleman whom he honoured, was at the pains to represent the

unreasonableness of his demand, and the folly of his presumption; and

earnestly exhorted him to put the issue of his cause upon a more safe and

equitable footing. But this admonition, instead of appeasing the wrath,

seemed to inflame the resentment of the opponent, who swore he would not

leave him until he should have accomplished the purport of his errand.

In vain our adventurer requested half an hour for the despatch of some

urgent business, in which he was engaged with a gentleman in the other

parlour. This impetuous rival rejected all the terms he could propose,

and even challenged him to decide the controversy upon the spot; an

expedient to which the other having assented with reluctance, the door

was secured, the swords unsheathed, and a hot engagement ensued, to the

inexpressible pleasure of the Swiss, who did not doubt that he himself

would be screened from all danger by the event of this rencontre.

Nevertheless, his hope was disappointed in the defeat of the stranger,

who was quickly disarmed, in consequence of a wound through the

sword-arm; upon which occasion Fathom was heard to say, that, in

consideration of his youth and family, he had spared his life; but he

would not act with the same tenderness towards any other antagonist. He

then bound up the limb he had disabled, conducted the vanquished party to

his chair, rejoined the chevalier with a serene countenance, and, asking

pardon for having detained him so long, proposed they should instantly

set out in a hackney-coach for the place of appointment.

The stratagem thus conducted, had all the success the inventor could

desire. The fear of the Swiss had risen almost to an ecstasy before the

Count quitted the room; but after this sham battle, which had been

preconcerted betwixt our adventurer and his friend Ratchcali, the

chevalier's terrors were unspeakable. He considered Fathom as a devil

incarnate, and went into the coach as a malefactor bound for Tyburn. He

would have gladly compounded for the loss of a leg or arm, and

entertained some transient gleams of hope, that he should escape for half

a dozen flesh-wounds, which he would have willingly received as the price

of his presumption; but these hopes were banished by the remembrance of

that dreadful declaration which he had heard the Count make, after having

overcome his last adversary; and he continued under the power of the most

unsupportable panic, until the carriage halted at Hyde Park Corner, where

he crawled forth in a most piteous and lamentable condition; so that,

when they reached the spot, he was scarce able to stand.

Here he made an effort to speak, and propose an accommodation upon a new

plan, by which he promised to leave his cause to the arbitrement of those

gentlemen who were present at the rupture, and to ask pardon of the

Count, provided he should be found guilty of a trespass upon good

manners; but this proposal would not satisfy the implacable Ferdinand,

who, perceiving the agony of the Swiss, resolved to make the most of the

adventure, and giving him to understand he was not a man to be trifled

with, desired him to draw without further preamble. Thus compelled, the

unfortunate gamester pulled off his coat, and, putting himself in a

posture, to use the words of Nym, "winked, and held out his cold iron."

Our adventurer, far from making a gentle use of the advantages he

possessed, fiercely attacked him, while he was incapable of making

resistance, and, aiming at a fleshy part, ran him through the arm and

outside of the shoulder at the very first pass. The chevalier, already

stupefied with the horror of expectation, no sooner felt his adversary's

point in his body than he fell to the ground, and, concluding he was no

longer a man for this world, began to cross himself with great devotion;

while Fathom walked home deliberately, and in his way sent a couple of

chairmen to the assistance of the wounded knight.

This achievement, which could not be concealed from the knowledge of the

public, not only furnished the character of Fathom with fresh wreaths of

admiration and applause, but likewise effectually secured him from any

future attempts of his enemies, to whom the Swiss, for his own sake, had

communicated such terrible ideas of his valour, as overawed the whole

community.

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