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THE ROBBERS.

his lip! Shall I cut down this fellow like a cabbage?

Moor.

Don't touch him—let none of you dare to lay a finger on him.—Hearkee, Sir! (To the Commissary, with a solemn tone.) There are here seventy-nine of us, and I, their Captain.—Not a man of us has been taught to trot at a signal, or dance to the music of artillery; and on your side there are eight hundred disciplined troops, staunch and experienced veterans.—Now, hear me, Sir! hear what Moor says, the Captain of these incendiaries.—It is true I have assassinated a Count of the empire.—It is true I have burnt and plundered the church of the Dominicans.—It is true I have set fire to your bigotted town, and blown up your powder-magazine.—But I have done more than all that.—Look here, (holding out his right hand), look at these four rings of value.—This ruby I drew from the finger of a minister whom I cut down at the chace, at his prince's feet. He had built his fortune on the miseries of his fellow-creatures, and his elevation was mark'd by the tears of the fatherless and the widow.—This diamond I took from a treasurer-general, who made a traffic of offices and trust, and sold ho-

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