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 “Your arguments, Seigneur, shall receive my careful attention,” replied William. “I beg of you to incur no needless risks in your zeal for the cause. Farewell.”

Junius passed into an, where the young advocate helped him into his disguise. With a white wig, long white mustache, and a harp slung over his shoulder, he presented the figure common in those days, of a travelling minstrel.

“The servants are anxious for an exhibition of your skill as a musician,” said Conrad. “Do you think it would be wise to gratify them?”

“By all means!” was the reply.

They found the servants assembled in the spacious hall. The aged minstrel struck a few chords on the harp, and then sang in a rich baritone voice a stirring song very popular at this time: