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Now , without inquiring how she got in , I think charitably that she had better taste than to come there on the dwarf 's account . -- Ah ha ! I think Master Julian is touched in conscience ! '' Julian did indeed start as the King spoke , for it reminded him of the midnight visit in his cell . The King looked fixedly at him , and then proceeded -- `` Well , gentlemen , Peveril is carried to his trial , and is no sooner at liberty , than we find him in the house where the Duke of Buckingham was arranging what he calls a musical mask . -- Egad , I hold it next to certain , that this wench put the change on his Grace , and popt the poor dwarf into the bass-viol , reserving her own more precious hours to be spent with Master Julian Peveril . -- Think you not so , Sir Christian , you , the universal referee ?