CHAPTER LXXVIII.

He projects a violent Scheme, in consequence of which he is involved in

a most fatiguing Adventure, which greatly tends towards the Augmentation

of his Chagrin.

Thus debarred of personal communication with his mistress, he essayed

to retrieve her good graces by the most submissive and pathetic letters,

which he conveyed by divers artifices to her perusal; but, reaping no

manner of benefit from these endeavours, his passion acquired a degree

of impatience little inferior to downright frenzy; and he determined to

run every risk of life, fortune, and reputation, rather than desist

from his unjustifiable pursuit. Indeed, his resentment was now as deeply

concerned as his love, and each of these passions equally turbulent and

loud in demanding gratification. He kept sentinels continually in pay,

to give him notice of her outgoings, in expectation of finding some

opportunity to carry her off; but her circumspection entirely

frustrated this design, for she suspected everything of that sort from a

disposition like his, and regulated her motions accordingly.

Baffled by her prudence and penetration, he altered his plan. On

pretence of being called to his country house by some affair of

importance, he departed from London, and, taking lodgings at a farmer's

house that stood near the road through which she must have necessarily

passed in her return to her mother, concealed himself from all

intercourse, except with his valet-de-chambre and Pipes, who had orders

to scour the country, and reconnoitre every horse, coach, or carriage,

that should appear on that highway, with a view of intercepting his

Emilia in her passage.

He had waited in this ambuscade a whole week, when his valet gave him

notice, that he and his fellow-scout had discovered a chaise-and-six,

driving at full speed towards them; upon which they had flapped their

hats over their eyes, so as they might not be known, in case they should

be seen, and concealed themselves behind a hedge, from whence they could

perceive in the carriage, as it passed, a young man plainly dressed,

with a lady in a mask, of the exact size, shape, and air of Emilia;

and that Pipes followed them at a distance, while he rode back to

communicate this piece of intelligence.

Peregrine would scarce allow him time to conclude his information. He

ran down to the stable, where his horse was kept ready saddled for the

purpose, and, never doubting that the lady in question was his mistress,

attended by one of her uncle's clerks, mounted immediately, and rode

full gallop after the chaise, which, when he had proceeded about two

miles, he understood from Pipes, had put up at a neighbouring inn.

Though his inclination prompted him to enter her apartment without

further delay, he suffered himself to be dissuaded from taking such a

precipitate step, by his privy counsellor, who observed, that it would

be impracticable to execute his purpose of conveying her against her

will from a public inn, that stood in the midst of a populous village,

which would infallibly rise in her defence. He advised him therefore to

be in wait for the chaise, in some remote and private part of the road,

where they might accomplish their aim without difficulty or danger.

In consequence of this admonition our adventurer ordered Pipes to

reconnoitre the inn, that she might not escape another way, while he

and the valet, in order to avoid being seen, took a circuit by an

unfrequented path, and placed themselves in ambush, on a spot which they

chose for the scene of their achievement. Here they tarried a full hour,

without seeing the carriage, or hearing from their sentinel. So that

the youth, unable to exert his patience one moment longer, left the

foreigner in his station, and rode back to his faithful lacquey, who

assured him, that the travellers had not yet hove up their anchor, or

proceeded on their voyage.

Notwithstanding this information, Pickle began to entertain such

alarming suspicions, that he could not refrain from advancing to

the gate, and inquire for the company which had lately arrived in a

chaise-and-six. The innkeeper, who was not at all pleased with the

behaviour of those passengers, did not think proper to observe the

instructions he had received: on the contrary, he plainly told him, that

the chaise did not halt, but only entered at one door, and went out at

the other, with a view to deceive those who pursued it, as he guessed

from the words of the gentleman, who had earnestly desired that his

route might be concealed from any person who should inquire about their

motions. “As for my own peart, measter,” continued this charitable

publican, “I believes as how they are no better than they should

be, else they wouldn't be in such a deadly fear of being overtaken.

Methinks, said I, when I saw them in such a woundy pother to be gone,

oddsheartlikins! this must be some London 'prentice running away with

his measter's daughter, as sure as I'm a living soul. But, be he who he

will, sartain it is, a has nothing of the gentleman about en; for, thof

a asked such a favour, a never once put hand in pocket, or said, 'Dog,

will you drink?' Howsomever, that don't argufy in reverence of his being

in a hurry; and a man may be sometimes a little too judgmatical in his

conjectures.” In all probability, this loquacious landlord would have

served the travellers effectually, had Peregrine heard him to an end;

but this impetuous youth, far from listening to the sequel of his

observations, interrupted him in the beginning of his career, by asking

eagerly which road they followed; and, having received the innkeeper's

directions, clapped spurs to his horse, commanding Pipes to make the

valet acquainted with the course, that they might attend him with all

imaginable despatch.

By the publican's account of their conduct, his former opinion was fully

confirmed. He plied his steed to the height of his mettle; and so much

was his imagination engrossed by the prospect of having Emilia in his

power, that he did not perceive the road on which he travelled was quite

different from that which led to the habitation of Mrs. Gauntlet. The

valet-de-chambre was an utter stranger to that part of the country; and,

as for Mr. Pipes, such considerations were altogether foreign to the

economy of his reflection.

Ten long miles had our hero rode, when his eyes were blessed with the

sight of the chaise ascending an hill, at the distance of a good league;

upon which he doubled his diligence in such a manner, that he gained

upon the carriage every minute, and at length approached so near to

it, that he could discern the lady and her conductor, with their heads

thrust out at the windows, looking back, and speaking to the driver

alternately, as if they earnestly besought him to augment the speed of

his cattle.

Being thus, as it were, in sight of port, while he crossed the road, his

horse happened to plunge into a cart-rut with such violence, that he

was thrown several yards over his head; and, the beast's shoulder being

slipped by the fall, he found himself disabled from plucking the fruit,

which was almost within his reach; for he had left his servants at a

considerable distance behind him; and although they had been at his

back, and supplied him with another horse, they were so indifferently

mounted, that he could not reasonably expect to overtake the flyers, who

profited so much by this disaster that the chaise vanished in a moment.

It may be easily conceived how a young man of his disposition passed his

time, in this tantalizing situation. He ejaculated with great fervency;

but his prayers were not the effects of resignation. He ran back

on foot, with incredible speed, in order to meet his valet, whom he

unhorsed in a twinkling, and, taking his seat, began to exercise his

whip and spurs, after having ordered the Swiss to follow him on the

other gelding, and committed the lame hunter to the care of Pipes.

Matters being adjusted in this manner, our adventurer prosecuted the

race with all his might; and, having made some progress, was informed

by a countryman, that the chaise had struck off into another road, and,

according to his judgment, was by that time about three miles ahead;

though, in all probability, the horses would not be able to hold out

much longer, because they seemed to be quite spent when they passed

his door. Encouraged by this intimation, Peregrine pushed on with great

alacrity, though he could not regain sight of the desired object, till

the clouds of night began to deepen, and even then he enjoyed nothing

more than a transient glimpse; for the carriage was no sooner seen, than

shrouded again from his view. These vexatious circumstances animated his

endeavours, while they irritated his chagrin. In short, he continued his

pursuit, till the night was far advanced, and himself so uncertain about

the object of his care, that he entered a solitary inn, with a view of

obtaining some intelligence, when, to his infinite joy, he perceived the

chaise standing by itself, and the horses panting in the yard.

In full confidence of his having arrived at last at the goal of all his

wishes, he alighted instantaneously, and, running up to the coachman,

with a pistol in his hand, commanded him, in an imperious tone, to

conduct him to the lady's chamber, on pain of death. The driver,

affrighted at this menacing address, protested, with great humility,

that he did not know whither his fare had retired; for that he himself

was paid and dismissed from the service, because he would not undertake

to drive them all night across the country without stopping to refresh

his horses. But he promised to go in quest of the waiter, who would

show him to their apartment. He was accordingly detached on that errand,

while our hero stood sentinel at the gate, till the arrival of his

valet-de-chambre, who, joining him by accident, before the coachman

returned, relieved him in his watch; and then the young gentleman,

exasperated at his messenger's delay, rushed, with fury in his eyes,

from room to room, denouncing vengeance upon the whole family; but he

did not meet with one living soul, until he entered the garret, where he

found the landlord and his wife in bed. This chicken-hearted couple, by

the light of a rush candle that burned on the hearth, seeing a stranger

burst into the chamber, in such a terrible attitude, were seized with

consternation; and, exalting their voices, in a most lamentable strain,

begged, for the passion of Christ, that he would spare their lives, and

take all they had.

Peregrine guessing, from this exclamation, and the circumstance of their

being abed, that they mistook him for a robber, and were ignorant of

that which he wanted to know, dispelled their terror, by making them

acquainted with the cause of his visit, and desired the husband to get

up with all possible despatch, in order to assist and attend him in his

search.

Thus reinforced, he rummaged every corner of the inn, and at last,

finding the hostler in the stable, was by him informed, to his

unspeakable mortification, that the gentleman and lady who arrived in

the chaise, had immediately hired post-horses for a certain village

at the distance of fifteen miles, and departed without halting for the

least refreshment. Our adventurer, mad with his disappointment, mounted

his horse in an instant, and, with his attendant, took the same road,

with full determination to die, rather than desist from the prosecution

of his design. He had, by this time, rode upwards of thirty miles, since

three o'clock in the afternoon; so that the horses were almost quite

jaded, and travelled this stage so slowly, that it was morning before

they reached the place of their destination, where, far from finding the

fugitives, he understood that no such persons as he described had passed

that way, and that, in all likelihood, they had taken a quite contrary

direction, while in order to mislead him in his pursuit, they had amused

the hostler with a false route. This conjecture was strengthened by his

perceiving, now for the first time, that he had deviated a considerable

way from the road, through which they must have journeyed, in order to

arrive at the place of her mother's residence; and these suggestions

utterly deprived him of the small remains of recollection which he

had hitherto retained. His eyes rolled about, witnessing rage and

distraction; he foamed at the mouth, stamped upon the ground with

great violence, uttered incoherent imprecations against himself and all

mankind, and would have sallied forth again, he knew not whither, upon

the same horse, which he had already almost killed with fatigue, had

not his confidant found means to quiet the tumult of his thoughts,

and recall his reflection, by representing the condition of the poor

animals, and advising him to hire fresh horses, and ride post across

the country, to the village in the neighbourhood of Mrs. Gauntlet's

habitation, where they should infallibly intercept the daughter,

provided they could get the start of her upon the road.

Peregrine not only relished, but forthwith acted in conformity with

this good counsel. His own horses were committed to the charge of the

landlord, with directions for Pipes, in case he should come in quest of

his master: and, a couple of stout geldings being prepared, he and

his valet took the road again, steering their course according to the

motions of the post-boy, who undertook to be their guide. They had

almost finished the first stage, when they descried a post-chaise just

halting at the inn where they proposed to change horses; upon which our

adventurer, glowing with a most interesting presage, put his beast

to the full speed, and approached near enough to distinguish, as the

travellers quitted the carriage, that he had at last come up with the

very individual persons whom he had pursued so long.

Flushed with this discovery, he galloped into the yard so suddenly, that

the lady and her conductor scarce had time to shut themselves up in a

chamber, to which they retreated with great precipitation; so that

the pursuer was now certain of having housed his prey. That he might,

however, leave nothing to fortune, he placed himself upon the stair by

which they had ascended to the apartment, and sent up his compliments to

the young lady, desiring the favour of being admitted to her presence,

otherwise he should be obliged to waive all ceremony, and take that

liberty which she would not give. The servant, having conveyed his

message through the keyhole, returned with an answer, importing that she

would adhere to the resolution she had taken, and perish, rather than

comply with his will. Our adventurer, without staying to make any

rejoinder to this reply, ran upstairs, and, thundering at the door

for entrance, was given to understand by the nymph's attendant, that

a blunderbuss was ready primed for his reception, and that he would do

well to spare him the necessity of shedding blood in defence of a person

who had put herself under his protection. “All the laws of the land,”

said he, “cannot now untie the knots by which we are bound together; and

therefore I will guard her as my own property; so that you had better

desist from your fruitless attempt, and thereby consult your own safety;

for, by the God that made me! I will discharge my piece upon you, as

soon as you set your nose within the door; and your blood be upon your

own head.”

These menaces, from a citizen's clerk, would have been sufficient

motives for Pickle to storm the breach, although they had not been

reinforced by that declaration, which informed him of Emilia's having

bestowed herself in marriage upon such a contemptible rival. This sole

consideration added wings to his impetuosity, and he applied his foot to

the door with such irresistible force, as burst it open in an instant,

entering at the same time with a pistol ready cocked in his hand. His

antagonist, instead of firing his blunderbuss, when he saw him

approach, started back with evident signs of surprise and consternation,

exclaiming, “Lord Jesus! Sir, you are not the man! and, without doubt,

are under some mistake with regard to us.” Before Peregrine had time

to answer this salutation, the lady, hearing it, advanced to him, and,

pulling off a mask, discovered a face which he had never seen before.

The Gorgon's head, according to the fables of antiquity, never had

a more instantaneous or petrifying effect, than that which this

countenance produced upon the astonished youth. His eyes were fixed

upon this unknown object, as if they had been attracted by the power of

enchantment, his feet seemed riveted to the ground, and, after having

stood motionless for the space of a few minutes, he dropped down in an

apoplexy of disappointment and despair. The Swiss, who had followed him,

seeing his master in this condition, lifted him up, and, laying him upon

a bed in the next room, let him blood immediately, without hesitation,

being always provided with a case of lancets, against all accidents on

the road. To this foresight our hero, in all probability, was indebted

for his life. By virtue of a very copious evacuation, he recovered

the use of his senses; but the complication of fatigues and violent

transports, which he had undergone, brewed up a dangerous fever in his

blood; and, a physician being called from the next market-town, several

days elapsed before he would answer for his life.

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