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THE ROBBERS.

but none could give me the least intelligence.—At last, through a grated window of the palace, I discovered my Amelia—she contrived to throw me a letter——

Switzer.

Did n't I say so?

Kozinski.

Death and fire! Thus stood the case—'Twas given her in choice, either to see her lover die, or to become the Prince's mistress.—She decided the contest between love and honour, (smiling),—by saving me!

Switzer.

Well—what did you do then?

Kozinski.

I remained fix'd to the spot, as if I had been struck with lightning.—Blood was my first thought! blood my last!—I foam'd at the mouth, like a tyger—seizing a three-edged sword, I ran furiously to the palace of the minister—he had been the infamous pander.—They had perceived me while in the street; for, when I got in, I found

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