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Algona, Iowa
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THE ALGONA, IOWA, THE STORY OF FRANCIS- CLUDDE, BY STANLEY J. WEYMAN. AH I !IS: :s I'' 1 r.-i-il.] ssomctning wm'cn seemea to me nngeilc roused me from this misery. It wns^ the Bound of n kindly, familiar voico speaking English. I looked tip and found the Dutchman bending over me with a face of Infinite distress. With him, but rather behind him, stood Van Tree, pnle and vicious eyed, tugging his scanty beard and gazing about him llko n dog seeking somo one to fasten upon. "Poor lad! Poor lad!" thu old man said, his voico shaking as ho lookc;! nt mo. I sprang to my feet, tho irons rattling as I dashed my hand across my ryes. "It is nil right!" I said hurriedly. "I hnd n-lmt never mind that. It was like a dn/nm. Only toll the duchess to look to herself," I continued, still rnther vehemently. "Clarence is here. Ho is in Snnton. I have seen him. • "You have seen him?" bolli tho Dutchmen cried at onco. "Aye " I paid, with a laugh that wna three ports hysterical—Indeed 1 wns still tingling nil over with excitement "He 1ms boon hero to offer mo my life if I would help him in his schemes. I told him ho wns tho tempter and defied him, and he—he said I should die and be forgotten!" I nddeil trembling, yet laughing wildlv at the same time. "I think he is the tempter!" said Muster Liml«trom solemnly, his fnco very grim, "and therefore n liar and tho father of lie-,! You may die, Ind, today—perhaps you must—but forgotten you shall not bo •whilo wo live, or ono of us lives, or ono of tho children who shall como after us. He is n linr!" I got my hands, with a struggle, from tbo old man, nnd turning my back upon him went nnd looked out of tho window. Tho sun w;is rising. The tower of the great minster, seen now for tho first time, rose In stately brightness above tho red roofs nnd quaint gnbles nnd tho rows of dormer windows. Down in tho streets the gray ness and chill yet lingered, but above was n very glory of light nnd warmth and color—tho rising of tho May sun. When I turned round, I was myself again. The calm beauty of that sight had stolen into my soul. "Is it time?" I snid cheerfully. For thu crosvd was gathering below, and thoro wero voices and feet on tho stairs. "I think, it is," Master Ljqdstroin answered. ;C \Ve havo obtained leave to go with vow. You need fenr no violence in the streets, for tho man who was hurt is still alive nnd may recover. I have been with tho magistrates this morning," ho continued, "and found them hotter disposed to you, but the subdenn has joint jurisdiction with them, as the deputy of tho bishop of Arras, who is dean of tho minster, and he is, for somo reason, very bitter against you." , "The bishop of Arras? Granville, do you hHT-rJ''' 1 asked. I know the name of the emperor's shrewd and powerful minister, by whoso advice tbo Netherlands were at this Time ruled. . 'The same. He, of course, is not, here, but ills deputy is. Wero it not for him- Bufc, there, it Is no ffood talking of that the Dutchman said, breaking off and ruD- bins his bead in his chagrin. One of the guards who had spent the night with me brought mo at this moment; n bowl of broth with apiece ot bread in it I could not eat tho bread, but I drank the broth and felt tho better for it. Having in my pocket a little money, with which the duchess had furnished mo, 1 nut a silver piece in tho bowl and handed it back to him. Tho man seemed astonished and muttered something in German us he turned awny- , "What did he say?" I asked the Dutchman. , "Oh, nothing, nothing," he answered. - But what wns it't It \vus something, I nersisUnl, souing him confused. "•He—well, ho said ho would have a mass'fiaid for you!" Lindstrom answered in despair. "It will do no harm." "No; why should it?" I replied mechan- 10d \vl'were in the street by this time, Master Linclstrum and Van Tree walking bo- fiide me In the middle of a score of soldiers, who seemed to my eyes fantastically dressed, t remarked, as We passed out, ft tall man clothed In fed and black, who was standing by the door ns If fall in behind me. He carried on his shoulder n long broad bladed sword, nnd I guessed who ho was, seeing how Master Lindstrom strove to intercept my view of him. But 1 was not afraid of that. I had heard long ngo—perhaps six months in time, but IS seemed long ago—how bravely Queen Jane hnd died. And if a girl had not trembled surely a man should not. So I looked steadfastly at him and took great courage, and after that was able to gaze calmly on the people, who pressed to stare at me, pooping over the soldiers' shoulders and clustering In every doorway and window to seo me go past. They Were all silent, and it oven seemed to me that somo —but this may have been my fancy— pitied mo. I snw nothing of the duchess and might have wondered had not Muster Lindstrom explained that ho hnd contrived to keep her in Ignorance of tho hour ilxed for tho proceedings. Her husband wns better, he snid, nnd conscious; but, for fear of exciting him, they were keeping tho hews from him also. I remember I felt for n momem very sore at this, nnd then I tried to persuade myself that it wns right. The distance through the streets was short, and almost before I was aware of it .i. wns in the courthouse, the guard had fallen back, and I was standing before three persons who wero seated behind a long table. Two of them were grave, portly men wearing flat black caps nnd scnrlct robes, with gold chains about their necks. Iho third, dressed ns nn ecclesiastic, woro H huge fjom rinG upon his thumb. Behind them stood three attendants holding n sword, n corsier nnd n ducal cap upon a cushion, nnd above nnd behind all was n lofty stained window, whose rich hues, the sun being low as yet, shot athwart tho corbels of tho roof. At the end of tho table sat n black robed man with an ink horn and spectacles, n grave, still, down looking mart, nnd tho crowd being behind me, nnd preserving a dend silence, and tho attendants standing like statues, I seemed indeed to be alone with these four at the table nnd thu great stained window nnd tho solemn hush. They talked to ono another in low tones for a minute, gazing at mo tho while, and I fancied they wero astonished to flnd me so young. At length they all fell back into their chairs. "Do you speak Germnn?" tho eldest burgher snid, nddrcssing me gravely. Ho sat in tho middle, with the subdean on his right. "No, but I speak nnd understand Spanish," I answered in that language, feeling chilled already by the stern formality which like nn iron hand wns laying its grip upon mo. "Good! Your name?" replied tho president. I am commonly called Francis Carey, and I am an Englishman.'' The subdean —he was n pale, stout man, with gloomy eyes—hnd .hitherto been looking at mo in evident doubt, but at this ho nodded assent, nnd averting his eyes from mo gnzcd meditatively at thu roof of the hall, considering apparently what he should have for brenkfnsE. "You are charged," snid the president slowly, consulting a document, "with having assaulted nnd wounded in the highway last night onoHcinrich Schroder a citizen of this town, acting nt the time as lieutenant of the night guard. Do you ndmit this, prisoner, or do you require proof?" "Ho wns wounded," I answered steadily "but by mistake and in error. I supposed him to bo one of three persons who had unlawfully waylaid me and my party on the previous night between Emmerich and Wcsel." , . The subdean, still gazing at tho roof, shook his head with a faint smile. Tho other magistrates looked doubtfully nt me but made no comment, and my words seemed to be wasted on tho silence. Tho president consulted his document again and continued: "You are also charged with having, by force of arms, in time of peace, seized n gate of this town and maintained it and declined to surrender it when called upon so to do. What do you say to that?" "It is true in part," I answered firmly. "I =eized not tho gate, but part o£ the tower, in order to preserve my life nnd to protect certain ladies traveling with mo from tho violence of a crowd, which, under a misapprehension, was threatening to do us a mischief." The priest again shook his head nnU smiled faintly at tho carved roof. His colleagues wero perhaps somewhat moved in my favor, for a few words passed between them. However, in the end they shook their heads, and tho president mechanically asked mo if 1 hnd anything further tu SQ V •'Nothing!" I replied bitterly. Tho ec cleslastic's cynical heedlessness, his air of ono whose mind is made up, seemed so "That dog in a crochet has condemned toe. He will havo his way!" There was n short debate between tho three judges, While in the court you might have heard a pin drop. Master Lindstrom had fallen back once more. I was alone again, and the stained Window seemed to be putting forth its mystic Influence to infold me, When, looking up, I saw a tiny shadow flit across the soft, many hued fays Which streamed from it athwart tho roof. It passed again, once, twice, thrice. I peered upward intently. It was a swallow flying to and fro amid the carved work. Yes, a swallow, and straightway I for- not the judges, forgot the crowd. The scene vanished, nnd I Was nt Cotoh End again, giving Martin Luther the nest for Petronilln, n sign, as I ineniit it then, that I should return. I should never return how. Yet my hcnrt Was on a sudden so softened that, instead of this reflection giving me pain, as one would have expected, It only filled me with a great anxiety to provide for tho event. She must not wait nnd watch for mo day after day, perhaps year after year. I must seo to It somehow, nnd 1 wns thinking with such ihtentnoss of this that It was only vaguely I heard tho sentence pronounced. It might have been somo other person who was to be beheaded at tho cast gate nil hour before noon. And so God save the duke! and raofe guards. TJie Dutchman reached fotwartl In the gloom flnd clasped my hand, holding It as We went doWn in ft Was CHAPTER XVI. They took mo back to tho room In the tower, it being now nearly 10 o'clock. Mns- tcr Lindstrom would fain havo staid with mo constantly to tho end; but, having tho matter I hnvo mentioned much in my mind, I begged him to go and get mo writing materials. When he returned, Van Trco was with him. With a particularity very curious nt that moment, I remarked that tho latter was carrying some- "'VVhero did you get that?" I said sharply and at once. It is your haversack,"ho answered, setting It down quietly. "I found tho man who had taken possession of your horso nnd got. It from him. I thought there might bo something in it you might like. "It is my haversack," I assented, "but it wns not on my horse. I hnvo not seen It =inco I left it in Master Lindstrom s house by the river. I left it on tho pallet In my room there, nnd it was forgotten I searched for it at Emmerich, you re "I only know," bo replied, "that I discovered it behind tho saddle of tho horso you wero riding yesterday." Ho thought that I hnd become confused and was n little wrong headed from excitement. Master Lindstrom also felt troubled, ns ho told mo afterward, nt seeing mo taken up with a trifle at such a But there was nothing wrong with my wits, as I promptly showed them. The horse I was riding yesterday? I continued. "Ah, then, I understand. I was riding tho horse which I took from tho Spanish trooper. Tho Spaniard must hnvo nnnexed tho haversack when bo nnd his companions searched tho house after our departure." "Thai! is it, no doubt," Master Lindstrom said. "And in the hurry of yesterday's ride you failed to It wns a strange way of recovering one s property—strnngo that the enemy should have helped one to it. But there are times —and this to me was one—when the strange seems'the ordinary and commonplace. I took the sack and slipped my hand through a well known slit in the lining Yes, tho Jotter I hnd left there was still there—tho letter to Mistress Clarence I drew it out. The corners of the little packet were frayed, nnd tho parchment •was stained and discolored, no doubt by the damp which had penetrated to it But tho seal was whole. I placed it. in Master Lindscrom's hands. 'Givo it," I said, ''to the duchess afterward It concerns her. You have heard us talk about It. Bid her make what use sho pleases of it." I turned away thon and sat down, leel- in» a little flurried and excited, ns one about to start upon a journey might feel- not afraid nor exceedingly depressed, but braced up to make a brave show and hide what sadness I did feel by tho knowledge that many eyes woro upon me, and that more would bo watching me presently. At tho fnr end of tho room a number people hnd now gathered nnd wero versin" together. Among them woro not only my jailers of tho night,- but two or three officers, a priest who had come to offer me his services and somo inquisitive gazers who hnd obtained admission. Their curiosity, however, did not distress me. On the contrary, I was glad to hear the stir nnd murmur of life about mo to tho last. I will not get down tho letter I wrote to tho duchess, though it were easy for me to do so, seeing that her son has it now. It contains some things very proper to bo of which 1 aiii not said to him looking back, "ft is nil right." He answered In Words Which I wl 1 not write here, not Wishing, as I have said, to mako certain things common. I suppose the doorway at tho bottom was accidentally blocked, tot a few steps short of It We bnroe to a standstill, and almost at the same moment I started, despite myself, ott heating a sudden clamor nnd a roar of many voices outside, "What is It?" 1 asked the Dutchman. "It Is the Duke of Cleves arriving, I expect," he whispered. "Becomes in by the other gate." A moment late* We moved oh and passed out into tho light, the soldtefs before ine stepping on either side to give me place. The sunshine for an instant dazzled me, and I lowered my eyes. As I gradually taiscd them again I saw before me a short lane formed by two rows of spectators kept bnck by guards, and nt the end of this two or three rough Wooden steps lending to n platform on Which Were standing a number of people, and above and beyond all only the bright blue sky, the roofs and gables of the nearer houses showing dnrk against It. I advanced steadily along the pnth left for mo nnd would have ascended tho steps, but nt tho foot of them 1 cnmo to n standstill nnd looked round for guidnnce. Tho persons on tho scnffold all had their backs turned to me nnd did not make wny, whilo tho shouting nnd upronr hindered them from hearing thnt wo had como out. Then it struck me, seeing thnt tho people at tho windows were also gazing awny nnd taking no heed of mo, that tho duke was passing the farther end of tho street, and a sharp pang of angry pain shot through me. I had come out to die, but that which was all to mo was so little to these people that they turned nway to see a fellow mortal ride by! Presently, as wo stood there, in a pit, as It were, getting no view, I felt Master Lindstrom's hand, which still clasped mine, begin to shako, and turning to him I found that his faco had changed to a deep red, and that his eyes wero protruding with a kind of convulsive eagerness which instantly Infected me. What is It! 1 " I stammered. I began to tremble also. Tho air rang, it seemed to with ono word, which n thousand tongues took up nnd reiterated. But it was a German word, and I did not understand it. "Wait, wnitl" Mnster Lindstrom exclaimed. "Pray God it bo true!" Ho seized my other hand and held it as though ho would protect me from something. At the same moment Van Tree pushed past mo, and bounding up tho steps thrust his way through tho officials on tho scaffold, causing more than one fur robed citizen near the edge to lose his balance and como down as best ho could on the shoulders of tho guards What is it?" I cried. "What is it?" I cried in impatient wonder. "Oh, my lad, my lad!" Master Lindstrom answered, his faco close to mine and the tears running down his cheeks. It is cruel If it bo not true! Cruel! They cry a pardon!" "A pardon?" I echoed. "Aye, lad, a pardon. But it may not be true," ho said, putting his arm about my shoulder. "Do not mako too sure of it. It is only tho mob cry it out." My heart made a great bound and seemed to stand still. There was a loud surging in my brain, and a mist rose before my eyes and hid everything. The clamor and shouting of tho street passed away nnd sounded vague and distant. The next instant, it is true, I was myself again, but my knees were trembling under me, and I stood flaccid and unnerved, leaning on my friend. Well?" I said faintly. Patience! Patience awhile, lad!" he answered. But, thank heaven, I had not long to wait. The words wore scarcely off his tongue when another hand sought mine and shook it wildly, and I saw Van Tree before me, his face radiant with joy, while a man whom ho had knocked down In his hasty leap from the scaffold was rising beside mo with a good naturod smile. As if nt a signal, every face now turned toward me. A dozen friendly hands passed mo up the stops amid » fresh outburst of cheering. The throng on the scaffold opened somehow, and I found myself in a second, as it seemed, face to face with tho president of tho court. Ho smiled on me gravely and kindly—what smiles there seemed to bo on all those faces!—and hold out a paper. "In the name of tho duke!" ho said, speaking in Spanish in a clear, loud voico. '•A pardon!" felS life fcr in? husband, flnd to you* highness has given it back." "Let him tell Ms talc," the duke answered gravely. "And do you, my cousin, sit here beside me." She loft me and walked round thetable, and he came forward and placed her In his own chair amid a great hush of Wonder, for she was still meanly clad and showed In ft hundred places the marks and stains of travel. Then he stood by her With his hnnd on the back of the seat. He a tali, burly man, with bold, quick eyes, n flushed face and a loud ClBTiClJJK Uj t/3) *• *•* «="•"""•• -»*•—• , manner^n fierce,* blusterous ptlnce, as 1 have heard. Ho was plainly dressed In a leather hunting suit and wore huge gauntlets and brown boots, With a brond leaved hat pinned up on cine side, yet ho looked a P SotaohoW 1 stammered out the tale of the surrender. . , . "But why, why, why, man,' he asked. When I had finished, "why did you let them think it Was you Who wounded tho burgher, if It wns not?" . "Your highness," I answered, "I had received nothing but good from her grace, I had eaten hef bread and been received into her service. Besides it Was through my persuasion that wo came by the road Which led to this misfortune instead of by another wny. Therefore it seemed to me right that! should suffer, who stood alone nnd could bo spared, nnd -- *""• ^ ia "It wns a- great deed!" cried tho prince loudly. ''I would I hnd such a Aro you noble, lad?" I colored high, but not in pain or mortification. Tho old wound might reopen, but nniid events such ns thoso of this m'ornlng>it was/a slight matter. "I como of a noble family', may it plenso your high ness," I answered modestly, "but circum stances prevent mo claiming kinship witl it " 'Ho was about, I think, to question m further when tho duchess looked up am said something to him, and he somethin to her. Sho spoke again, and he answered Then ho nodded assent "You would fnli stand on your own feet?" he cried to me "Is that so?" "It Is, sire," Innswcred. "Thon so bo It," he replied loudly, look- round on tho throng with a frown. of con- Thoy consist of one- < coat j:ut. d p i: b.l <:•: I of kn'JO I?:, uls, /US'., ti i cap to natch iiiH-, rnudo of strictly au ( \vool Hoi a), sni'l P-I lirst eltw* pi'.ir " is—you eoxuuu'.- if" to the "i f. «.iiy d.'u'V ntcro f>: less 1'ui.n .57.1:J. ; - i: ' rico^5,CX The th.-v.-.vitv.':- ~ _.... .very •-•.••Mi'iJ-.. bc-Bt how Uie ixvy like- them. cru^tonVw-hosonfe was at; stake, that I l^y^ ^JJL^T iffh "it lost patience. ''Except what I lmv°6nid,;J ^^^^^^0 to repeat here. Enough thnt I told her in a few words who I was and entreated her in tho name of whatever services I had rendered her to let Petronilln and Sir Anthony know how I had died, nnd I nUded something which would, I thought,- comfort her and her husband—namely, that I was not afraid r in nnv suffering of mind or body. Tho writing of this shook my cojnpo- uroa little, but as I laid down the pen and looked up and found that the time was come i took courage in a marvelous manner. Tho captain of the guard—I ihink that out'of a compassionate desire to im- N. IV. Cor, Stats and Jackson Si$.,CH10* r "^ ^•"V^s'-'J •»'•-*' patience. ... I continued, "that for tho wounding, it was done in error, and for tho gnte seizing I would do it again to save tho lives of thoso with me. Only that and this— that I am n foreigner ignorant of your language and customs, desiring only pass peacefully through your country.' '•That is all?" tho president asked i passively. "All," I answered, yet with a strnngo tightening at my throat. Was it all? All I could say for my life? I was waiting, sore nnd angry and desperate, to hear the sentence, when there came an interruption. Master Lindstrom, \vhose presence nt my side I had forgotten, broke suddenly into a torrent of Impassioned words, and his urgent voice, ringing through the court, seemed in a moment to change its aspect—to infuse into It some degree of life and sympathy. More than one guttural exclamation, which seemed to mark approval, burst from the throng at the back of the hall. In another moment, indeed, the Dutchman's courage might have saved mo, but thoro was one who marked the danger. The subdean, who had at first only glowered at the speaker in rude astonishment, LOW cut him short with a harsh question. "One moment, Master Dutchman!" ho cried. "Aro you one of the heretics who call themselves Protestants?" "J am. But I understand that there is hero liberty of conscience/' our friend answered manfully, nothing daunted in his fervor at finding the attack turned upon I muttered something, I know not what, Gentlemen's Sumiaerwt|ub^» £ ofj ) )0 0i e3 ?6 " eo( . not to interrupt mo they had allowed me some minutes of grace— came to me, le»v- ng the group at - the other end, and told mo gravely that I was waited for. I rose at once and gave the letter to Master liind- strom, with some messages }n which Dymphna. and Anne were not forgotten, and thon, with a smiler-for I felt under all those eyes ns if I were going Into bat tie— J said; • 'Gentlemen, I am ready if you It is a fine day to die. You know are. I gayly, "in England wo nor did it matter, for it was lost in a burst of cheering. When this was over and silence obtained, the magistrate continued: '' You are required, however, to attend tho cluko nt the courthouse, whither we had better proceed at once.'' "I am ready, sir," I muttered. A road was made for us to descend, and walking in a kind of beautiful dream I passed slowly up the street by the side of 'the magistrate, the crowd every where willingly standing aside for us. I do not know whether all those thousands of faces really looked joyfully and kindly on me ns I passed or whether-tho deep thankfulness which choked mo and brought the tears continually to my eyes transfigured them and gave them a generous charm not their own. But this I do know—that the sunshine seemed brighter ajnd the air softer than ever before; that the clouds trailing across the blue expanse were things of beauty such as I had never met before; that to draw breath was a joy ana to move delight, and that only when the dark valley was left behind did I compre' bond its full glppm^by heaven's mercy, go may It be with all! . . At the door of the gourihovjso, wbiWW numbers of the people had already run, the press was eo groat that v?e oanie to ft gtand, s Wl a **d woro much buffeted about, though in «U good humor before, even "I will ennoble you. You would havo died for your lord and friend, and therefore I give you a rood of land In tho common graveyard of Snnton to hold of me, and I name you Von Santonklrch, and I, William, duke of Cloves, Jullch and Guel- ders, prince of tho empire, declare you noble and give you for your arms three swords of justice and the motto you may buy of a clerk. Further, let this decree be enrolled in my chancery. Are you satisfied?" As I dropped on my knees, my eyes sparkling, there was a momentary disturbance behind me.. It was caused by the abrupt entrance of the subdean. He took in part of the situation at a glance—that is, ho saw me kneeling before tho duke, but he could not seo the Duchess of Suffolk, tho duke's figure being interposed. As he came forward, the crowd making way for him, he cast an angry glance at me and scarcely smoothed his brow even to address tho prince. "lam glad that your highness has not done what was reported to me," he said hastily, his obeisance brief and perfunctory. "I heard an upronr in tho town nnd was told that this man was pardoned." "It is so!" said the duke ourtly, eying the ecclesiastic with no groat favor. "He is pardoned." "Only in part, I presume," the priest rejoined urgently, "or, if otherwise, lam sure that your highness has not received certain information with which I can f ur- D "Furnish away, sir," quoth the duke, ya "I have had letters from my lord bishop of Arras respecting him." "Respecting him!" exclaimed the prince, starting and bending his brows in surprise^ "Respecting those in whose company ho travels," tho priest answered hastily. "They are represented to me as dangerous nersons, pestilent refugees from England and obnoxious alike to the emperor, the prince of Spain and tho queen of England "I wonder you do not add also to the king of France and tho soldan of Turkey! growled the duke. "Pish! I am not going to be dictated to by Mnster Granvelle —no nor by his master, bo he ten times emperor! Goto! Go to, Master Subdenn! You forget yourself, and so does your master the bishop. I will have yo.u know that these people are not what you think them Call you my cousin, the widow of tho consort of tho late queen of France, an obnoxious person? Fie, lie! You forget yourself!" He moved as he stopped speaking, so that the astonished churchman found himself confronted on a sudden by the smiling, defiant duchess, The subdean - - ' face fell, for seeing her started, and his .V sye, and yoa* eteflastlng bishop, too-fied nefofe a handful of Protestants like sheep before wolves. A fig fot your emperot! I never feated him young, and I fear him less now that he 13 old nnd decrepit and, as men s&y, mad. tet him get to his Watches and you to you* prayer s. If there Were not this table between us, I.would bull your oars, Master Churchman! * * # *. * * . * "But tell me," t asked Master Bettie as 1 stood beside his couch an hour\latet, "how did the duchess manage it? I gat.,- efed ffrom something you of she said n hott time back that you had no influence With the Duke of Cloves." tfbt quite that," ho answered. "My wife and the late Duke of Suffolk had nttch to do with wedding the prince's sister to Klhg Henry 13—14 years back, is it? And so far we might have felt confident of his protection. But tho marriage turned out ilL. or turned out short, and Queen Ahno of Cleves was divorced, and —well, We ftlt n little less confident on thnt account, particularly ns he has the name of n headstrong, passionate man." "Heaven keep him in it!" I snid, smiling. "But you havo not told ino yet what happened." "Tho duchess Was still asleep this morning fairly Worn out, as you mny suppose, when a great noise nWoke her. She got up nnd went to Dymphna nnd learned it wns the duke's trumpets. Then she went to tho window, and seeing few people in the streets to welcome him inquired why this wns. Dymphna broke down at that and told her what wns happening to you, nnd thnt you were to die nt thnt very hour. Sho wont out straightway, without covering her head—you know how impetuous sho is—nnd flung herself on her knees in the mud before the duke's horso as ho en- ^ tercd. Ho knew her, nnd the rest you can guess." Can guess? Ah, what happiness It wnsi Outsido tho sun fell hotly on tho steep red roofs, with their rows of casements, and on tho sleepy square in which knots of people still lingered, talking of tho morn- Inp's events. I could see below mo the guard which Duke William, shrewdly mistrusting tho subdean, hnd posted in front of tho house, nominally to do the duchess honor. I could hear In tho next room the cheerful voices of my friends. What happiness it wns to live! What happiness to bo loved 1 How. very, very good and beautiful and glorious a world seemed the world to me on that old May morning in that quaint Gorman town which wo had entered so oddly! As I turned from the window full of thankfulness, my eyes mot those of Mistress Anne, who wns sitting on the tar side of the sick man's couch, the baby In a cradle beside her. Tho risk and exposure of tho last week had made a deeper mark upon her than upon nny of us. She was paler, graver, older, more of n woman and less, much less, of a girl. And sho looked very ill. Her eyes, in particular, seemed to have grown larger, and as they dwelt on mo now there was a strnngo and solemn lighs in them, under which I grew UI " You have been wonderfully, preserved," she said presently, speaking dreamily, and as much to herself ns to me. "I have, indeed," I answered, thinking sho referred only to my escape of tho morning. , But sho did not. «"There was, firstly, the timo on the riv- , er when you were hurt with theonr," sho continued, gazing absently at me, her hands in her,.lap, "and then- the night when you saw Clarence with Dymphna. "Or, rather, snw him without her, 1 interposed, smiling. It was strange that sho should mention it as a fact, when at tho timo sho had so scolded me for making tho statement. And then," she continued, disregarding my interruption, "there was the time when you wero stabbed in tho passage, and, again, when you had tho skirmish by tho river, and then today you were within a minute of death. You havo been wonderfully preserved!" I have," I assented thoughtfully. The more as I suspect that I have to thank Master Clarence for all these little adventures," • ' '-Strange—very strange!" she muttered, removing her eyes from me thnt she might fix them on the floor. "What is strange?" Tho abrupt questioner was tho'duohess, who came bustling in at the moment. 'What is strange?" sho repeated, with a heightened color and dancing eyes, 'shall I tell you?" Sho paused and lookeu brightly at me, holding something con- coaled "behind her. I guessed in a moment, from tho aspect of her faco, what it wns—the letter which I had given to Master Lindstrom in tho morning, and which, with a pardonable forgotfulness, 1 had failed to reclaim. I turned very red. "It was not intended for you now," I said shyly, for in the letter I had told her my story. ' • Pooh, pooh!" sho cried, " It is j ust W I thought. A pretty piece of folly! ISO, sho continued as I opened my mouth, % l am not going to keep your secret, sir. You may go down on your knees. It will be o* no use. Richard, you remember Sir Anthony Clu$lde of Coton End in Warwickshire!" "Oh, yes," her husband said, rising on his elbow, while his face )lt up, and I stood bashfully shifting my feet. "I Jisvo danced with him a dozen times, years ago!" she continued, her eyes apav» kllng with mischief. "Well, sir, this gentleman, Master Francis Carey, otherwise Von Sftntonkircb, is Francis Cludde, nis nephew!" Sir Anthony's nephew?" YOS, and tho son of Ferdinand. Cjuds whom you also have beard of, of wn<; Sho stopped n»d turned quickly by 4 fcalf stifled scream "J would he were hwwwlth his ami fopw spyeaw fnli of sudden howor Anno 8 yho 9 glrt liod risen and ww fl «»»»• arnicas Jittiug Regular Price 91.6P- "fthaj'depewds upon the conscience," tho Priest answered, with a scowl. "Wo will have no Anabaptists hero nor foreign praters to bring us into loud with our neighbors. It is enough that such men us you are allowed, to live. We will not bo bearded by you. So tako warning! Take heed, I say, MivsUr Diuohman, and be si- (ent!" lie ropwitcil, loaning forward and oiapping his U fl nd upon tho table. touched, Msstei 1 LindstronVs gjyoyo, wowW of WwiwJ! l>»vo bavo n good death, pn- VMFWMV "A soldier's death, sir, is a good death he answered, gravely, speaking jn ™" and bowing- ., . Thon lie pointed tq Mxe door. As I walked toward it I paused momentarily by tho window and looked out on h">owd below- W filled the ««nllt street, save \vljere A Uttlo raised PlatfWf strewn with rushes prptruded nsej^wit heads from wall to yrnll, with facesi rtl turned one way^-toward wie. Jt-waj^ a silent crowd, standing in hushed awe ana sxpootaUon, the-consciousness O f «^">* sent a, sudden ohiJJ to i»y heart, bit my oboefe and making rav Wood rtin 6WI Jto-a/wpmewt- ^he nest J moved PO to jnoi-ged, J found myself again before the table and law— but only dimly, fo? the light now fell through the stained, window directly on my hea4"-a commanding figure standing behind it, Then a strange thing happened, A woman passed, swiftiy io»na tho table and carae to we and, flwg be* round my neofc. and Wised, me, Jt pbe duress, and, foy a roQment hung upon me, weeping befgyo them, ail "Madam," J «M Wfly, M tben it who have done tWe'" Ah," she osplaiigedj holies me 0$ from he? and, looking at seated in tne dwbe's presence he • at oneo that the game was played out, yet be rallied himself, bethinking him, I fancy, that there were many spectators. jp»«le a last effopt- -"Tfte Wshop of he began egoffed, the bishop of Arras 1 qp n°* speak, ft* sbe feg without M^tpg hw eyes from w, to tpw«r4 tto dow infceiwpMPS tne p?ieiS : you who did. that!" iu asew tegfe |jom m .tbw PI by fee Haiti Sftd, the? vtwd wl$o began to descend, the :J . ' »"..'. '. ,*•' J W*'?* .'..''. ., ' *''stA&sxi.' 17iS.$1,1 !»' »i't?.. '.a!>".i ." 'fexSfifty he were hwngwitb retorted, the ft»W«r replied, the pale tape reddening >,,?r,l

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