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Railway, Cincinnati, O. cried, "doine oti*, you toward!^ f hen | heard him move, and for a moment I thought he was coming, and 1 Stood ft-tiptoe waiting tot his tush. But he only laughed ft deilslte laugh of triumph. He had the odds, and I satf he would keep them. I took Another cautious step toward him and shading my oyes with my left hand tried to make him out. As t did so gradually his lace took dim form and shape, confronting mino in tho darkness. 1 stared yefc more Intently. Tho face became mote clear. Nay, with a sudden leap into vividness, as It were, it grew white against the dark background—white and whiter. It seemed to be thrust out hearer ahd heater until It almost touched mine. It—his face? fro; It was not his face! For one awful moment a terror, which seemed to still my heart, glued mo to the ground where I stood as it flashed upon toy brain that It was another face that grinned at mo so close to mine; that it was another face t was looking on—the livid, blood stained face and stony eyes of tho man I had killed) With a wild scream 1 turned and fled. By instinct, for terror had deprived me of reason, 1 hied to the bridge, and keeping, 1 knew not how, my footing upon the loose clattering planks made one desperate rush across It. Tho shimmering water below, in which I saw that face a thousand times reflected; tho breeze, which seemed the dead man's hand clutching me, lent wings to my flight. 1 sprang at a bound from the bridge to tho bank, from tho bank to the boat, and overturning, yet never seeing, iny startled companion, shoved off from the shore with all my might—and foil a-orying. A very learned man, physician to tho queen's majesty, has since told mo, whon I related this strange story to him, that probably that burst of tears saved my reason. It so far restored mo, at any rate, that I presently knew where I was—cowering in tho bottom of tho boat, with my oyes covered—and understood that Master Lindstrom was leaning over me in a.terri- ble state of mind, Imploring mo In mingled Dutch and English to tell him what had happened. "I have scon him 1" was all I could say at flrst, and I scarcely dared remove my hands from my eyes. "I have seen him!" I bogged my host to row away from tho shore, and after a tlmowas ly. f hefe tfras so mash to explain that fio one h«d taken it In band to begin. "Ill is just this," the duchess said, open- Ing he* mouth, with a snap. "Hate you " * with Dymphfifl all the time?" 'Yes, of course," was the prompt an- THE STORY OF FRANOS_CLl)DDE. BY STANLEY J. WEYMAN. ism, by Oiissc-ll l'ul.)li>iiii).«- All rights reserved.] Co I staid my foot. With a strnngo settling into resolve of all my doubt.?, I folt if my BWord, which happily I had brought with me, was loose in its shoath and leaned forward scanning him. So ho had tracked us! Ho was hero! With wonderful vividness I pictured nil tho dangers which menaced tho duchess, Master Bortiu, tho Lind- Btroms, myself, through his discovery of us, all the evils which would befall us if the villain wont away with his talo. Forgetting Dymphna's presence, I set my teeth hard together. Ho should not escape me this time. But man can cmly propose. As I took a step forward 1 trod on ;i round piece of Wood, which turned under my foot, and 1 stumbled. My oyo loft thu pc.ir for a see- , -^) lie should not escape rue this time. When it returned to thorn, they had taken tho alarm. Dymphna had started away, and I saw hor figure retreating swiftly in tho direction of tho house. The wan poised himself a moment irresolute opposite to mo, then dashed aside and disappeared behind the cottage. J wa« after him on tho instant, my sword out, and caught sight of his cloak as ho whisked round a corner. Ho dodged mo twice round the next cottage, tlie one nearer tho river. Then ho broke away un4 made for tho bridge, his object evidently to got off the island. But ho seemed at last to soo that I was too quick fpi'blw, as Joorta.lnly was, and should eatph him half way across tho narrow planning, and changing his mind again he Doubled nimbly back and rushed into the opeu porch of a oottnge, nnd J hwd We ewora ring out- I hml hfcw "» b ay- _, Put, ready as I was and Jto capers Q? kin able to tell him what the matter was, ho sitting the while with his arm round ray shoulder. "You are suro that it was the Spaniard?" he said kindly after he had thought a minute. "Quite sure," I answered, shuddering, yet with loss violence. "How could I bo mistaken? If'you hod seen him"— "And you are suro? Did you feel his heart this morning, whether it was beating?" "His heart?" Something ,in his voice gave mo courage to look up, though I still shunned the water, lest that dreadful visage should riso from tho depths. "No, I did not touch him." "And you tell mo that ho fell on his face. Did you turn him ovor'i"' "No." I saw his drift now. I was sitting erect. My brain began to work again. "No," I admitted, -'I did not." "Then how," asked tho Dutchman roughly, "how do you know that he was dead, young sir? Toll mo that." When I explained, " Bali!..'.'. ho ..cried, "There is nothing in that! You, jumped t to a conclusion. I thought a Spaniard's ' head was harder to break. As 'for tho blood coming from his mouth, perhaps he bit his tongue or did any one of a hundred things—except die, Master Francis. That you may be suro is just what ho did not do." ' "You think so?" I said gratefully. I began to look about me, yet still with tremor in my limbs and an inclination to start at shadows. "Think?" he rejoined, with a heartiness which brought conviction homo to me. "I am sure of it. You may depend upon it that Master Clarence, or tho man you take for Master Clarence, who no doubt; was tho other soldier seen with tho scoundrel this morning, found him hurt late in the evening. Then, seeing him in that state, ho put him in tho porch for shelter, cither because ho could not get him to Arnholm at once or becauso ho did not wish to give the alarm before ho had made his arrangements for netting your party." • "That is possible!" I allowed, with a sigh of relief. " But what of Master Clar-' once?" "Well," the old man said, "let us got homo llrst. We will talk of him afterward." I felt ho had more in his mind than appeared, and I obeyed, growing ashamed now of my panic and looking forward with no very pleasant feelings to hearing tho story narrated, But when wo reached tho house and found Master BorMo and tho duchess in the parlor waiting for us— they rose, startled at sight of my face—ho bade mo leave that out, but tell tho rest of tho story, I complied, describing how I Imd seen Dymphna meet Clarence and what I had observed to pass between them. Tho astonishment of my hearers may be imagined, "The point is very simple," said our host coolly when I had, in the face of many exclamations and some incredulity, completed the tale. "It is just this! The woman certainly was not Dymphna. In the first place, she would not be out at night. In the second place, what could she know of your Clarence, an Englishman and a stranger? In the third plnce, I will warrant she has boon in her room all the evening, Then if Master Franoid was mistaken in the woman, may he not have been mistaken in the man? That ia the point." "No," Isold boldly. "I only saw her back. J saw his face." "Certainly that is something," Master Lindstrom admitted reluctantly. •• But how many times had yousoen him before?" put in my lady very pertinently. "Only once." ' In answer to that I could do no more than give further assurance of my certainty on the point,- "It was the man I saw in the boat ot Greenwich," I declared positively. "Why should I imagine it?" "All tb? ga.i»e, I trust you have," she rejoined, "for If it was indeed that arch scoundrel WO are undone." "Imagination plays us queer tricks sometimes," Master Wndstrom said, with u smilo °f much moaning, ''but come, "What Is she doing?" "Doing?" Mistress Anne repeated In surprise. "She is asleep." "Has she been out since nightfall?" the duchess continued. "Out of her room? Ot out of the house?" "Out? Certainly not. Before she fell asleep she was in no state to go out, as yotl know, though 1 hope she will be all tight when she awakes. Who says she has been out?" Anne added sharply. She looked at me with a Challenge In her eyes, as much as to say, "Is it you?" "1 am satisfied," I said, "that I was mistaken as to Mistress Dymphna. But 1 am just as sure as before that 1 saw Clarence." "Clarence?" Mistress. Anne fepoatcd, starting violently and the color for an instant fleeing from her cheeks. She sat down on the nearest-seat. "You need hot be afraid, Anne)" my lady said, smiling. She had a wonderfully high courage herself. "I think Master Francis was mistaken, though he is so certain about it." "But where—where did ho see him?" the girl asked. She still trembled. Once more I had to tell the tale, Mistress Anne, as was natural, listening to it with tho liveliest emotions. And this time so much of tho ghost story had to bo introduced, for she pressed mo closely as to where I had left Clarence -and why I had let him go that my assurances got less credence than ever. "I think I see how It Is," she said, with a saucy scorn that hurt mo not a little. "Master Carey's nerves are In much the same state tonight as Dymphna's. He thought ho saw a ghost, and ho did not. Ho thought ho saw Dymphna, and ho did not. And ho thought ho saw Master Clarence, and ho did not." "Not so fast, child!" cried tho duchess sharply, seeing mo wince. "Your tonguo runs too freely. No ono has had better proofs of Master Carey's courage—for which I will answer myself—than we have!" "Then he should not say things about Dymphna!" tho young lady retorted, her foot tapping tho floor and tho red spots back in her cheeks. "Such rubbish I never heard!" t» - - lad, I wlU a.sk Pympbna, though J think it useless to do so, for whether you are right or wrong as to your friend I will answer for it you are wrong as to my daughter." He was rising to go from them for the purpose wbw Mistress Anno opened the (loot 1 and camo Jn. She lookurt somewhat startled at (Jnding us all in conclave. "J thought J board yquy voices," she explained, timidly, stajHllag between u,s and, the door. "I could, act sleep." looted Jj)d.gp4 as if that were go. 'there was CHAPTEB XL They none of them believed me, it seemed, and smarting under Mistress Anne's ridicule, hurt by even tho duchess' kindly incredulity, what could I do? Only assert what I had asserted already—that it was undoubtedly Clarence, and that before 34 hours elapsed they would have proof of my words. At mention of this possibility Master Bertio looked up. Ho had left tho main part in the discussion to others, but now he intervened. "Ono moment," ho said. "Take it that tho lad is right, Master Lindstrom. Is there any precaution wo can adopt, any back door, so to speak, wo can keep open, in case of an attempt to arrest us being made? What would be the lino of our retreat to Wesel?" "The, river," replied tho Dutchman promptly. . •,•< "'And the boats are.all at the landing- stage?' 1 • '...,• "They are, and for that reason they are useless in an emergency," our host answered,, thoughtfully. "Knowing tho place, any one sent to surprise and arrest us would secure them first and tho bridge. Then they would have us in a trap. It might, bo well to take a boat round and moor it in the little creek in tho farther orchard," ho added, rising. "It is a good idea, at any rate. I will go and do it." Ho went out, leaving us four—tho duchess, her husband, Anno and myself—sitting round tho lamp. "If Master Carey is so certain that i* was Clarence," my lady began, "I think ho ought to"— "Yes, Kate?" her husband said. She had paused and seemed to bo listening, "Ought to open that letter he has!" she continued impetuously. "I have no doubt it is a letter to Clarence. Now tho rogue has como on tho scene again tho lad's scruples ought not to stand in tho way. They aro all nonsense. The letter may throw somo light on tho bishop's schemes and Clarence's presence bore, nnd it should bo read. That is what I think." "What doyou say, Carey?" her husband asked as I kept-silence. "Is not that reasonable?" Sitting with my elbows on the table, I twisted and untwisted tho fingers of my clasped hands, gazing at them tho while as though inspiration might como of them. What was I to do? I knew that tho threo pairs of eyes wore upon rno, and tho knowledge distracted me and prevented me really thinking, though I scorned to bo thinking so hard. "Well," I burst out at last, "the circumstances are certainly altered. I soo no reason why I should not"— • Crash! I stopped, uttering an exclamation, and we all sprang to our feet. "Oh, what a pity!" the duchess cried, clasping her hands. "You clumsy, clumsy girl! What have you done?" Mistress Anne's sleeve as sho turned had swept from the table a Florentine jug, ono of Master Lindstrom's greatest treasures, and it lay a dozen fragments on the floor. Wo stood and looked at jt, the duchess in anger, Master Bertio and I in comic dismay. The girl's lip trembled, and ho turned quite white as she content plated the ruin she had caused. "Well, you have done it now!" the duchess said pitilessly. What woman couid ever overlook clumsiness in another woman! "It only remains to pick up tho pieces, miss. Jf a man had doue }$•*but, there, pick up tho pieces. You will have to make your taje good to Master Lindstrom afterward," I went down 011 my knees and helped Anne, tho annoyance her incredulity had caused mo forgotten. She was so shaken that I heard the bits of ware in her hand clatter together. Whon we had picked up a)l, «von to the smallest piece, I rose, a,nd th<? duchess returned to tho former subject. "You w}U open this letter, then?" she said. " J see you will. Then tho soon< or tho better. Have you got it about you?" "No, it is in my bedroom," I answered. "J held it away there, and I must fetch it. B«t do you thiP k »" I ponUnuo<], pausing as J opened the door for Mistress Anne to go out with her double handful of fragments, "It is absolutely necessary to read it, my lady?" "Mostcertainly," she answered, gra.ye.ly nodding with eapb syllable, "J think, go. f ™in !-.« «jinr.nnc<U-t1n " And TVTnat-.on Hn-pMa And Bertje be responsible, nodded also. "Sa to it," 18044 <- ., .,.- tq leave the TOffi jo fetch #& my lo had fetfioved a boat, ftfld 1 staid /J*hl!e to hear If hS had nfiylhlfig to fi§- tMflb, and then, flndlflg he had not, W6ni Out to go to my footo, shutting the dobi behind me. The passage t hate mentioned, which Was merely fofined of rough blanks, was very dark. At the neafe* end was the foot of the staircase iehdifig td the Uf>pet rooms, tfafrthe* along Was & doot la the side open-, lug Into the garden. Going straight out of the lighted room, t had almost to grope my way, feeling the walls with to? hands. When I had about reached the middle, 1 paused. It struck Me that the dooi- Ifato the garden must be open, for I felt & cold draft of alt strike my bfdw tthd saw, 0* fancied 1 saw, a slice of night sky and the branch of a treo waving against it. 1 took astpp forward, slightly shivering In the night alt as 1 did so, and had stretched out my hand with the intention of closing the doer when a dark form rose suddenly close to mo, 1 saw a knife gleam in the starlight, and tho vMSk moment 1 reeled back into the darkness of the passage, a sharp pain in my breast. I- know at onco what had happened to mo and leaned a moment against the planking with a sick, faint feeling, saying to myself, "1 have it this time!" Tho attack had been so sudden and unexpected, I had been taken so completely off my guard, that I had made no attempt cither to strike or to clutch my assailant, and I suppose only the darkness of tho passage saved me from another blow. But was one needed? The band which I had raised instinctively to shield my throat was wet With the warm blood trickling fast down my breast. I-staggered back to'the door of tho parlor, groping blindly for tho latch, seemed to bean age finding it, found it at last and walked in. • The duchess sprang up at sight of mo. "What," sho cried, backing from me, "what has happened?" "I have been stabbed," I said, and I sat down. It amused me afterward to recall what they all did. The Dutchman stared; my lady screamed loudly; Master Bertio whipped out his swofd. Ho could make up his mind quickly enough at times. "I think ho has gone," I said faintly. Tho words brought the duchess to her knees by my chair. She tore open my doublet, through which the blood was oozing fast. I made no doubt that I was a dead man, for I had never been wounded In this way before, and the blood scared me. I remember my'prevailing Idea was a kind of stunned pity for myself. Perhaps later—I hope so—I should have come to think of Petronllla and my uncle and other people. But before this stage was reached tho duchess reassured me. "Courage, lad!" she cried heartily. "It is all right, Dick. Tho villain struck him on the breast bone, an inch too low, and has just ripped c up.a,scrap of skin. It has' blooded him for the spring, that is all. A bit of plaster"— "And a drink of strong waters," suggested tho Dutchman soberly; his thoughts were always to tho point when they came. "Yes, that, too," quoth my lady, "and ho will bo all right." I thought eo myself when I had emptied the cup they offered me. I had been a good deal shaken by the events of tho day. The sight of blood had further upset me. I really think it possible I might have died of this slight hurt and my imagination If I had been left to myself.- But the duchess' assurance and r :-the draft- of schnapps, which seemed to send new blood through my veins, made mo feel ashamed of myself. If the duohess : would have let me, I would at once have gone to search the premises. As it was, she made me sit still while she ran to and fro for hot water and plaster.and the men searched tho lower rooms and secured the door ; afresh. "And so you could see nothing of him?" our host asked when he and Master Bertie returned, weapons in hand. ."Nothing of his figure or face?" "Nothing, save that he was short," I answered, "shorter than I am, at any rate, and I fancy a good deal." "A good deal shorter than you.are?"; my lady said uneasily. "That is rip clew.; In this country nine people out of ton. aro that. Clarence, now, is not." "No," I said. "He is about the same height. It was not Clarence." "Then who could it be?" sho muttered, rising and then, with a quick shudder sitting down again. "Heaven help us, we seera to bo in tho midst of foes! _ What could bo the motive? And why should tho villain have selected you? Why pick you out?" Thereupon a strange thing happened. Throe pairs of English eyes mot and signaled a common message eye to eye. No word passed, I; ,;t tho message-was "Van Tree!" When we. had glanced at ono another, we looked all of us at our host- looked somewhat guiltily. Ho was deep in thought, his eyes on tho stove, but he seemed to fool our gaze upon him, and he looked up abruptly.. "Master Van Tree"— he said and stopped. "You know him well?" tho duchess said, appealing to him softly. Wo felt a kind of sorrow for him and some delicacy, too, about accusing ono of his countrymen of a thing so cowardly, "Do you think it is possible," sho continued, with an effort, "possible that be can have done this, Master Lindstrom?" "I have known him from a boy, "the merchant said, looking up, a hand on either knee, and speaking with a simplicity almost majestic, "and never knew him do a moan thing, madam, I know no more than that." And he looked round on us. "That is a good deal, StlU he went off in a fit of jealousy when Master Carey brought Dymphna home. Wo must remember that." "Yes, J would ho knew the rights of that matter," said the Dutchman heartily. "And bo lias been hanging about the place all day," my lady persisted, " "Yes," Master Lindstrom rejoined patiently, "yet I do not think he did this," "Then who did?" she saldi somewhat nettled. That was tho question, J had my opinion, as Jsaw Master Bertie and tfee duoty ess had. J did not doubt Jt wajs Van Tree, yet i) thought struck me.- ''It might bo, well," J suggested, "that fiome one should ask, Mistress. Anno whether the floor was open whe.n she left the r °oiw- 3he passed out just in front P f SHP-" "But she does not go by the floor," jny lady objected. • • "jfo; she would tBFfl at 0«°e an4 go up stairs." I agreed u jlut she eou.14 eee the door I'rom. the faat of tJtif' stairs-^Jf she. loofcefl that way, J uje.au," The duchess gssou,$£4 and went °wt of the room to put the xmegtlQfi- We. three, -left together sat eta.rlpg.at tte dull flawe of the Jump »n4 were fo? the WQSt part el When the duchess camebftck, 09 she did li a few ftiinates, both Abfie and Dy;».|>h- Mcame^nh^hef. the girls had flscfl hastily and were shivering with cold and alatni. Theif e?e$ Wefe bright, thelf man- fie* was eiclted. They Wefe full of sympathy and hofrb* and wohde*, as was Bat-. WMl, of hervotH fen? for themselves too. But fry lady cut Short Ihelf exclamations. "Anne say* She did not ftotlce th« floor," She said. u Nd," tho gltl answered, tfembiifag visibly as ehe spoke. ''1 went up straight tti bed. But who could it be? Did you see nothing of hittt as he Struck yoti? Not a feature? Not afl outline?" "No, "•Itaiif muted. "Did he aotsay awotd?" she cofltintiedi with strange Insistence, "Was he tall o* Short?'' Her dark eyes, dwelling oh mine, seemed to probe my thoughts, as though they challenged me to keep any thing back from her. "Was it the man you hurt this morning?" she suggested. "No," 1 answered reluctantly. ".This man was short." "Short, was ho? Was It Master Van Tree, then?" Wo, who felt also certain that it was Van Tree, started nevertheless at hearing the charge put into Words before Dymphna. I Wondered, and I think the others did, too, at Mistress Anne's harshness. Even iuy litdy, so blunt and outspoken by nature, had shrunk from trying to question the Dutch girl about her lover. Wo looked at Dymphna, wondering how sho would take it. Wo had forgotten that she could not understand English. But this did not serve her, for without a pause Mistress Anno turned to her nnd unfalteringly said something in her scanty Dutch which camo to tho snmo thing. A word or two of questioning and explanation followed. Thou tho meaning of the accusation dawned at last on Dymphna's mind. I looked for an outburst of tears or protes- totious. Instead, with a glance of wonder and great scorn, with a single indignant widening of her beautiful eyes, sho replied by a curt Dutch sentence. "What does she say?" my lady exclaimed eagerly. "Sho says," replied Master Lindstrom, Who was looking on gravely, "that it is a base lie, madam." On that wo became spectators. .. It seemod to mo, nnd I ( think to all of us, that tho two girls stood apart from us in a circle of light by themselves, confronting one another with sharp glances, as though a curtain had been raised from between them, and they saw one another in their true colors and recognized some natural antagonism or It might bo some rivalry each in the other. I think I was not peculiar in feeling this, for wo all kept silence for a space, as though expecting something to follow. In tho middle of this silence there ^ camo a low rapping at tho door. One uttered a faint shriek; another stood as if turned to stone. The-duchess cried for her child. Tho rest of us looked at ono another. Midnight was post. Who could be abroad, who could want us at this hour? As a rule, we should have been in-, bod and asleep long ago. Wo bad no neighbors save the cotters .on the far side of tho island. We know of no ono likely to arrive at this time with any good intent. •-. . . . ' .- ."I.will open," said Master Lindstrom, but ho looked doubtfully at tho woruen: folk as ho'said it. . - ,' ' "One minute," whispered tho duchess. "That table is solid and heavy. Could you not"— "Put it across tho door?".concluded her husband. "Yes; wo will." And'it was done at once, tho two men—my lady would not lot me help—so arranging it that it prevented tho door being opened to its full width. ."That will stop a rush," said Master Bertio, with satisfaction. It did strengthen the position,'yet it ,was a nervous moment when our host pre- pared.to lower tho bar. "Who is there?" he cried loudly. T Wo waited, listening and looking at one another, tho fear of arrest and tho horrors of the inquisition looming large in tho minds of somo of us at least. The answer, when it came, did not reassure us. was I outort,uUio4 ftf Yw Tree's ^ The answer, when it came, dicl not reassure us, It was uttered in n voice so low and muffled that we gained no information and rather augured treachery the more. I remember noticing how each took the crisis; bow Mistress Anne's face was set hard and her breath came in jerks; how Dymphna, pale and trembling, seomod yet to have eyes only for her father; how tho duchess faced the entrance liko a queen at bay. All this I took in at a glance. Then my gaze returned to Master Lindstrom as lie dropped the bar with n jerk. The door was pushed open at onoo as far as it would go, A draft of cold air came in, and with it Van Tree, Ho shut the door behind him. Never were six people so taken aback as vre were. But the newcomer, whose face was flushed with haste and excitement, observed nothing. Apparently ho saw nothing unexpected oven in our presence down stairs at that hour, nothing hostile or questioning }n the Jinlf circle of astonished faces turned toward him. OR the contrary, be seemed pleased, "Ah," he exclaimed gutterally, "it is well! You are up! you faa.ve taken the alarm!" Jt was |o me he spoke, and I Was 60 lurprisod by that and by hia gulden apt pearance, so dumfounded by MB eagy ftd- dress onrt the absence of All self consciousness 'on his p,apt, so struck by a fih^nge in hjm, tj, 8 t j gte*e4 in silence, i pouja not •believe $i)ut this was the mm& hall shy. half fierce young man who b«afl«Hg a &w hoars before }p § passion of ea My thgoyy thftj he was tho aeeine-d on a, sujgen extrfivagw.rit, though p« fee ep.ot. When Mantes asked; "Alww* What alarm?" for his OTSWW as I ghouia ha,ve lletsaad to *b9 .an™ of' ofctaBd Altai wllbout hes fey, in truth, tbe wiuivu by the rise P! "" u IP**» FfS^WW* "^H* tetewfi ibofe his otttftaM leemiflf. ' i oWghi the • • fttt* fltitfil* \nm eygfind trusted r liijrr. "Whftll" he said, keeping his voice low. "¥ oil do fiot know.? They afe earning to ftffest yotl. Thoi* fclnn la to surfcnind the bouse before daybreak. Alfeady there i9 a teat lying In the rlvof Watching the landing stage.* 1 „ . "Whom afe they eotoiftg to attest!" I asked, The others were sllefit, looking at this strange messenger with mingled feeling, "All, 1 fear," he replied. "You, too, . Master Llhdstrom. Some one has traced your ifinglish frlenUs hi the* find informed against you. 1 khOW not on what ground you are Included, but 1 feaf the worst. There Is bo* a moment to be lost If ybti Would escape by the bridge before the troop who are oh tho way to guard it arrives." The landing sbage, you say, is already .watched?" ou* host asked, his phlegmatic coolness showing at its best. His eyes roved round tho-rooM, and ho tugged, as was his habit when deep In thought, at his beard. I felt sure that ho Was calcti- ' lating which of his possessions bo could remove. "Yes," Von Tree answered* "My father got wind of the plan in Arnheim. An Efcglish envoy arrived there yesterday on his way to Cloves or some part of Germany. It is rumored that ho hns come out of his road to inquire after certain English fugitives whom his government aro anxious to seize. But, como, we have no time to lose! Lot us go!" "Do you come, too?" Master Lindstrom said, pausing in the act of turning away. Ho spoke in Dutch, but by some inspiration born of sympathy I understood both his question and tho answer. •'Yes; I come. Where Dymphna goes I go, and whore sho stops I stop, though It bo at Madrid itself," the young man .an- Bworod gallantly. His eyes kindled, and he seemed .to grow taller and to gain majesty.-., Tbo. barrier of race, which had hindered me from viewing him fairly before, fell In a trico. • I felt now only a kindly sorrow that ho hod douo thi's noble thing and not'I. I wont to him and grasped hia hand, and though, I said nothing he seemed, after, a single stnrt of surprise, to understand-me fully. Ho understood mo even better, if that wore possible, an hour later, when Dymphna had told him of her adventure with tho Spaniard, and ho camo to me to thank me. Ordered myself to bo idle, I found all busy round me, busy with a stealthy diligence. Master Lindstrom was packing his plate. Dymphna, pale, but with soft, happy eyes—tfor had sho not cause 'to bo proud? —was preparing food and thick clothing. Tho duchess.had fetched her child and was dressing it for tho journey. Master ; Bortlo was. collecting'.small matters and looking to our arms. In one or other of those occupations—I can guess in which— Van Tree was giving his aid. And so, since the duchess would not let me do anything, it chanced that presently I found myself left alono for a few minutes with Anno. • I was not yrotcbing her. I was gnawing my nails in a fit of despondency, reflecting .that I was' nothing but a hindrance and u drawback to my friends, since wheu- .eyor'.a, in.oyo .had .to be made I was .sure to ^ be. invalided, ..whon I became 'aware, thrquj!h,-gom^ uiysjber,Sou|.. sense, .that, my .coin.panlb'ri,"who was kneeling' on" the floor .behind me, p'auking, .hail"desisted from 'her work and was gazing fixedly at me. I turned. Yes; she was : looking at mo, her eyes, in which.a smoldering fire seemed to burn, contrasting vividly with her palo face and contracted brows. When sho saw that. I had turned—of which at flrst sho did not seem aware—she rose and came to ma and laid a hand on my shoulder and leaned over me. A fooling that was very liko frighti fell 'upon mo, her manner was so strange. ''What is it?" I stammered as she still pored on me in silence, still maintained her attitude. "What is the matter, Anne?" . . "Are you quite a fool?" she whispered, her voice almost a hiss, her hot breath on jiiy.cheek. "Have you no sense loft that you trust that man?" . For a moment I failed to. understand her. "What man?" I said. "Oh, Van Tree I" ••Aye, Van Tree! \Vho else? Will you go straight into the trap ho has laid for you?" She moistened her lips with her tongue, as though obey .wore parched. ",You are all mad! Mad, I think! Don't you see," slip continued, stooping over me again and whispering hurriedly, her wild eyes closo to mine, "that ho is jealous'of you?" .. " "Ho was,".I said uneasily. "That is all right now.". , '"•"'"Ho was?'. Ho is!" sho retorted. "Ho wont away wild with you, He cornea back smiling arid holding out his hand, Do you trust him? Don't you see—don't you see," she cried, rooking mo to and fro with her hand iu her oxoitomont, "that ho is fooling you? Ho is leading us all into a trap that has been laid carefully enough, What is this tnlo of an English envoy on his way to Germany? Rubbish—-rubbish, I tell you!" "But Clarence"— "Bah! It was all your fancy!" sho'oried fiercely, her oyes for the moment flitting to the door, then returning to my face, "How should ho find us hero? Or what has Clarence to do with an English en« voy?" f "I do not know," I suid, Sho ba$ not in tho least persuaded me, Jn a rare roo» mout J bad seen into Va,n Tree's soul and trusted him implicitly, "Please tafee care," I added, winojng under hep hand, "You hurt me!" She sprang back with a sudden of countenance as U I ha4 struck her for a moment cowered away from me, former passtan gtyU apparent fighting l«f the mastejy in hep face. J set 4own .her condition to tews at the plight we all in or to vocation that ng one i take her view. The next wojn.enS J further. J thought he? -mad, when turned abruptly from we, aaij flying $o the floor' by whiph Van Tree ha'4 ~"~ " began with trembling,fingers, & ,thp pin which confine^ the bar. "Stop.! Stop! YouwiUr«JnftU!"l.orte.t iq horror, "They can m ShJ* dooy frpna the rjvor, ajQd. Jf they s§e, the, Jjgbi they will know ^e ftje up §n,4 h,ayp fo^en, Jhji slam »n<J they way wafee a. " the g'iri was oW, She stitfieplB i ''••4«i my Oaw, "Dra't toe fogUflbl" J. •' YOU have

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