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, 1801, by Cassoll Publishing Co. rights reserved.! rishts reserved, Shelaushcd—a mirthless laugh. "Bah," shfsald "do not toll me lies! That is your honor, Isupposc-yourhonor to your friends down in the collar there! Do you think that I do not know all about them? Shall I give you tho list? He Is a very dangerous conspirator, is Sir Thomas Pen rudclocke, is he not? And that scontei dandy Master Kingston I Or Master Crowd son-tell me of him! Tell mo of him, I say I" uho exclaimed, with n sudden return from irony to a fierce eagerness, a breath less impatience. "Why did he not com tip last night? What have you done with \\\ tn ? *' I shook my head, sick and trembling. 'You will not tell mo. "But you swear ho is yet alive, Master Cludde? Good. Then you are holding him for a hostage? Is that it?" with a piercing glanco at my face, "or you have condemned him, but for some reason the sentence has not been executed? She drew a long, deep breath, for I fear my face betrayed mo. "That is it, is it? Then thoro is still time." She turned from mo and looked toward the end of tho aisle, where a dull red lamp hanging before tho altar glowed feebly In tho warm, scented air. She seemed so to turn and so to look in thankfulness as if tho news sho had learned were good instead of what it was. "What is tho hour fixed?" sho asked suddenly. I shook my head. "You will not tell me? \\cll, it matters not,'' she answered briskly. ''Ho must be saved. Do you hear? Ho must bo saved, Master Cludde. That; is your business. I shook my head. "You thiuk io is not? 1 ' she said. NN ell, I can show you 16 is! Listen!" She raised herself on a stop of tho fount and looked mo harshly In the face. "If ho be not givea up to ino safe and sound by Bun«ct this evening, I will betray you all! Alii" I have the list here," she muttered sternlv, touching her bosom. "You, Master Bertie. Penruddocke, Fleming, Barnes —all. All! Do you hear? Givo him up, or vou shall hang!" •"•You would not do it!" I cried aghast, neerina into her burning eyes. * ..... t .1.. if-i TTrtrtl M' it be possible," 1 muttered, "You Wear It?" she cried. Before i could answer she seized my arm and dragged me up the dim aisle Until we stood together before tho figure and theAcross. The chimes above us rang 11. A shaft of cold sunshino pierced a dusty window and, full of dancing motes, shot athwart the.pillars Swear," she repeated, with trembling eagerness, turning her eyes on Mine.and raising her hand solemnly toward the figure. "Swear by the cross!" "1 swear," 1 said. She dropped her hand. Her form seemed to shrink and grow less. Making a sign she fell on her knees on the p her hood over her face. I walked away oh tiptoe down tho aisle; but dancing back from the door of the church I saw the small, solitary figure still kneeling in prayer. The sunshine had died away. Tho dusty window was colorless. Only tho red lamp glowed dully above her head. I seemed to see what the end would be. Then I pushed aside the curtain and slipped out into the keen air. It was hers to pray. It was mine to act. I lost no time, but on my return I could not find Master Bertie cither in the public room or in the inn yard, so I sought.him in his bedroom, where I found him placidly rending a book, his patient waiting In striking contrast with the feverish anxiety which had taken hold of me. "What is t, lad?" ho said, closing tho volume and aying it down on my entrance. You ook disturbed." havo seen Mistress Anne," I an- Ho whistled softly, staring nt n word. "She knows all," I swered. me without isi fill?" he asluul after a names—all our names—Penrud- docko's, Kingston's, tho others—our mooting Place, and that wo hold Clarence n prisoner. She was that old woman whom wo saw at tho Gatehouse tavern last 11 He nodded, appearing neither surprised nor greatly alarmed. r _ » . _. 1 .»1n*3 rtnV' ' turned as we *ode In and lo'okcd at »ns curiously, but not with fifty Irnpertoelice. Apparently they Were Waiting for the test of that* pai-ty, who were Inside the house. Civilly disposed as they seemed, tho fact that they were armed and Wore «on nv- eries of black ftnd gold caused me, ahd I think both of us, a M 0 * 6 ^?..® 1 "? 1 ',, tii "Who ate they?" Master Settle flaked Ifi a low vbioo as he tode to tho opposite door and dismounted with his back to them. "They are Spaniards, I fancy, I said, scanning them over the shouldera of my horse as 1, too, got off. "Old friends, so °»'The* seem Wondetftilly Subdued fof them, "he answered, "and on theit best behavior. If half the tales we heard this morning bo true, they are not Wont to carry themselves like this. " Yet they certainly Were Spanish, for overheard them speaking to one another in that language, and before We had well dismounted their leader— whom they received with great respect, ono of them jumping down to hold his stirrup— came out with three or four more and got to horso again. Turning his rein to lead tho way out through tho north gate, he passei near us, and as ho settled himself In hi saddle took a good look nt us. Tho look passed harmlessly over me, but teaching Master Bertie became concentrated. The rider started and smiled faintly. He seemed to pause. Then he raised his plumed cap and bowed low, covered himself again o&d rodo on. His train all followed his example and saluted us as they passed. Master Bortio's face, which had flushed n fiery red under tho other s gaze, grow pale again. He looked at me, when they had gone by, with startled eyes. Do you know who that was?" ho said alre-ady" i»y frtetal Sflld "So Will you When y<nt heat the fiewsi Penrnddocko replied, mote soberly. "Lads, received In silence, a silence dictated by fto feeling tot the woman (!0n«ljde*o J « Makei-how should tw who vrott plotting against her feel for her, to wl>o tWM »r the most part homeless and inscribed thfrouah her?— but the silence of men in fa Even h i 8£ of theKc S 3 TtSea^m- h ou^T W-but the silent of men i« S<£ What efface had 1 With them, doubt? In doubt whether this might meato though 1™ a son Pkading.fo* a father? | a ii thatffoin Sir Thomas' aspect it seemed *AY,what argument had I save that I Would mock. , And so, in view of those stern, curious faces, a hew temptation seized me-the temptation to be silent, wny snouui A not stand by and let things tako their course? Why should 1 not spate myself So shame which 1 already saw would be fruitless? When Master Kingston With a cynical bow, said, "Your t easons, Bit," I stood mute and trembling. If 1 kept s See, if 1 refused to give my reasons, if 1 did Hot acknowledge tho prlsotter, but merely begged his life, ho Would die, and the collection between us would known only to one or two. I should freed from him and might go my own way The sins of Ferdinand Cluddo were wefl nigh forgotten. Why tako to myself The sins of Clarence, which would otherwise never stain ray name, would never be associated with my father or myself? Why" indeed? It was a great and sore temptation ns I stood there beforo a Ho had deserved death. I had Had I be. be sun. those eyes. speaking like one who had received a blow . hlm up ln perfect innocence. Had I nmi .11,1 not vet know how much ho was « _, aht to cn ii Oll them to risk their greatly Does she ho said. I Would not do it? Fool!" she hissed. "If -ill the world but he had one head, I would cut it off to save his! He is my husband! Do you hear? He is my husband-my all! Do you think I have given up everything, friends and honor and safotv, for him to lose him now? No! You say I would not do it? Do you know what I have done? You have a scar there. She touched mo lightly on tho breast. "I did it," sho said. "You?" I muttered. "Yes I you blind fool! I did it," she answered. "You escaped then, and I was glad of it, slnos tho wound answered my purpose. But ylu will tst escape again. The cord is surer." Something in her last words crossed my memory and enlightened me. "You were tho woman I saw last night, "I said. "You followed us from Hl "What'matter? What matter?" she ox- claimed impatiently. "Better be footsore than hoartsoro. Will you do now what . want? Will you answer for his life' >•! can do nothing without tho others," ' it A J^* *.J*-« «»~- cj - - .• nteud to use her knowledge/ SU -TJn'less 0 wo 0 lct him go safe and unhurt beforo sunset." , . "They w»ll never consent to it, no answered, shaking his head. "Then they will hang!" I cried. He looked hard at mo n moment, discerning something strange In tho bitterness of my last words. "Come, lad," ho S, "you have not told mo all. What K S "How°can' I "tell you?" I cried wildly, waving him off and going to the lattice that my face might bo hidden from him. ••Heaven has cursed me!" I added, my voice breaking. . Ho came and laid his hand on my shoulder. "Heaven curses no ono," Vln °' li ' 1 "Most of our curses wo make selves. What is it, lad?" I covered my face with my hands, —ho is mv father," I muttered. Do you understand? Do you see what I havo done? "Ha"" Master Bortio uttered that ono exclamation in intense astonishment. Then he said no more. But the pressure of his hand told mo that he understood; ?hat he lelt with me-, that he would help And that silent comprehension, tnat assurance, gave tho sweetest com"He must be allowed to go, then, nnd did not yet hurt. "No," I said. . , _ "It was the Count de Fcrla, the Spanish cmbassador," ho answered. • And ho recognized me. I mot him often years ago. I know him again as soon as ho came out, but I did not think ho would by any chance recognize mo in this dress. "Aro you sure," I asked in amazement, "that it was he?" "Quito sure," ho answered. "But why did ho not have you arrested or at least detained? Tho warrants are still con- ho said. for our- He Do you me •,«. this time," he resumed gravely, after had had time to re- to it. But You im.'t be tho others know nothing," she .answered. Thoy do not know their own dancer. Where will you find them. "I shall find them," I replied resolutely "And in any ei.so I must consult Master Bertie. Will you come and see him? -And bo locked up, too!" 1 sho said stern- Jv and in n different tone. "No; it is must do this, and you must answer Francis Cluddc— you, and no ono for it, do nothing by I re- can o nong myself," Pe "Aye but you can-you must! torted, "or heaven's curso will You think mo mad to say that. Lis Listen, fool! Tho man whom you condemned, whom you have let to die, is not only my husband, wedded me these threo years, but your icthoi your father, Ferdinand Cluddo! vou' ten! have sho re- be upon to a pause, in which I cover myself. "Wo will see there will bo difficulties. strong and brave. The _ truth must be ^sawVhVt'i^was, though I shrank exceedingly from the ordeal beforo me. Master Bertie advised, when I grew more cahn.thatws should bo the first at the rendezvous, lest by somo ohaneo Pcnrud- docko's orders should-bu anticipated, and aocordin-ly, soon after S o'clock, we mounted and set forth. I remarked that my companion looked very carefully to h • arms, and taking the hint I followed his eS It"was a silent, melancholy, anxious ride However successful \vo might bo in resciiiii" my father-alas, that I should have today and always to call that man father!—I could not escnpo the future before me. I had felt shame while ho was but a name to me. How could I endure to live, with his infamy always beforo my eyes? Petronilla, o£ whom I had been thinking so much since I returned to ling- land, whose knot of velvet had never lott my breast nor her gentle face my heart- how could I go back to her now? I had thought my father dead and his name and fame old tales. But the years of foreign life which yesterday had scorned a sulli- shook his head. "I can- not'toTv' he said darkly. " Ho is a Spaniard. But come, we have the less time to lose. We must join our friends and tako their advice. Wo seem to be surrounded ^tVhis'moment the lamo hostler came up and grumbling at us as if he had never scon us in his life before, and never wished to see us again, t 00 ^™ ^ t^n We went into the kitchen, and taking the first chance of slipping up stairs to No. 16 wo were admitted with tho same precautions as beforo, and descending tho shaft gained tho cellar. Hero we were not, as we had looked to bo, tho first on tho scone. I suppose a sense of the insecurity of our meeting place had led every ono to come early, so as to bo gone early. Penruddocke indeed was not hero yet, but Kingston and half a score of others were sitting about convers- inn in low tones. It was plain that the distrust and suspicion which wo had remarked on the previous day had not been allayed by the discovery of Clarence's * r TutS'it was clear that the distrust and despondency had today become a panic. Men glared at one another and at the door and talked in whispers and started at the slightest sound. I slanoed round. The one I sought for with eager yet shrinking eyes was not to be seen. I turned to Master Bertie, my face mutely calling on him to ask the question. "Where is the prisoner?' ha said sharply. A moment I hung in suspense. Then one of tho men said: "Ho is in there. He is safe enough!" Ho pointed as ho spoke to a door which seemed to lead to an innei lives that I might go harmless in science, and ho in person? Had I~What! Was there, after all, some ta nt in my blood? Was I going to become like Sin-to take to my self a shame ofmy own earning in tho effort to escape from the burden of his ill fame? I remembered in time the oath I had sworn, and when Kingston repeated his question I answered him quickly. ''I did not know yesterday who he was," I said. "I have discovered since that ho is my father. I ask nothing on his account. Were ho only my father I would not plead for him. I plead for myself," I murmured. "If you show no pity, you make mo a parricide." I had done them wrong, live * wekl'* tjetfuddbokfl continued. "The doctors hate glvec up hope, and at the palace all She has toained the Princess successor, and even now Cecil is d'aWlhg up the proclamations. To tho* that the game is really up the CoUtit de JPetJn, the Spanish cmbassador, has gone this i vet; y day to Hatfleld to pay his respects to the Coming queen. " SIM 4.**,,. Theh indeed the vaulted too! did ting-ring and ting again with shouts of the coming queen!" Men over Whom the wings of death had seemed a »<* ago to be hovering, a^M * them, looked up and saw the coming queen!" they cried. .,„„„,, "YOU need fear nothing!" continued Penruddocko Wildly* "No one will date to execute the warrants. The bishops are shaking in theit mitets. Pole Is said to to dying. Bonnet is more likely to hang himself than burn others. Up and out and play tho man ! Away to your counties and get toady your tar battels! Now we will give them a taste of the Cujus Regiul Ho, drawer, there! A cup of ale! Ho turned, and shouting a scrap of a song swaggered back into tho shaft and began to ascend. They all trooped after him, talking and laughing, a reckless, good natured crow, looking to a man as if they had never known fear or selfishness —as if distrust were a thing impossible to them. Master Kingston alone, whom his losses hud soured and who still brooded over his revenge, went off moodily. I was for stopping one of them, but Master Bertie directed my eyes by a gesture of his hand to the door at tho far end of tho collar, and I saw that the key was in tho lock. Ho wrung my hand hard. "Tell him all," ho muttered. "I will wait above." ,. "Cludde," 1 answeted "Ctuddel" He called it out. self mastety could not cope With this «or prise "Cludde," he said again-said it ^X^S^fa^W.red, meeting and yet shrinking from his Questioning eyes, "my hame Is Cludde. So !•*<««; J Mied to save your life, because 1 learned from Mistress Anne"-— 1 paused. 1 shrank ffom telling him that which, as It seemed to me. Would strike him to the ground In shame and horror. But ho had no fear. "What?" he cried. "What did you "That you ate my father," 1 answered slowly. "lam Francis Cludde, the son whom you deserted many years ago and to - us, his tho words in which There was something in my voice, I suppose, . as I said the words which cost me so much, which wrought with almost all of thorn in a degree. They gazed at me with awed, wondering faces and murmured, His fa, thorl" in low tones. They were recalling the scene of last night, the moment when I had denounced him, the curso ho had hurled at me, the half told story of wh, ch thr.t had seemed tho climax. I had wrunwil them. They did see tho tragedy uf i caid Master Bertie, still stand- ins "i'iiavo two pieces of bad news for you nevertheless. Firstly, I havo just been recognized by tho Spanish cmbassador whom I met in tho courtyard above Half tho men rose to their feet. NN hat Is he doing here?" they cried, one boldly, the others with the quaver very plain in their voices. "I do not know, but ho recognized me. Why ho took no steps to detain or nrres, mo I cannot tell. Ho rode away by the north road." . Thev ciizod at one another and wo at them. Tho wolfish look which fear brings would CHAPTER I stood glaring at her. -You were i\ blind hat, or you Wave found It out for yourself," she continued scornfully. "A babo would ouesscd it, knowing as much of join A himself?" I muttered hoarsely, "looking anywhere but at her now Tho shock had loft mo dull and confused I did not doubt her word, rather I wondered with her that I had not found this out for myself. But the possibility of meeting my father in that wide world into which I had plunged to escape trom tho knowledge of Ins existence had never occurred to me. Had I thought of it, it would have seemed too though I might havo seen in G bllUU&JJ * J-i-»*o* J «*-—••—*-- ii» link between us,and so have identified mm, the greatness of the chancellor's transaction^ and certain things about Clarence which had seemed, or would have seemed had I ever taken tho point into consideration, at variance with my ideas of my father, had prevented me getting upon the tl °«Does he know that you are his son, do you mean?" shosalcl. "No; he does not. "You havo not told him?" answered, with friend of the prisoner, has a list of our names and knows our meeting place and our plans She our threatens to use the knowledge unless the man Clarence or Crowdson be set free. There was n loud murmur of wrath ana - But No," she answered, wun u slight aS I V understood. I comprehended that eVon to her the eagerness with which, being father and son, wo had sought one another b Sves during those days on the Rhine had seemed EO dreadful that sho had concealed I asked, saw you, "she answered. "Yours I learned SthTday I left you at Sauton." Looking Sob I remembered the strange horror, then inexplicable,, which she bad betrayed, and11understood it. So it was that knowledge which had driven her from us^ What father." Save him? J shuddered, at tho thought that J bad destroyed him; that I, his eon, had denounced him I Saw him! The per- spjration sprang outMn. beads on my foie- If I could nofc\eaT?e him, J should . j*_* . * „ , s , 0(tfhed b y "They arc Spaniards, I fancy." oient barrier between his past and myself -of what use were they now, or the foreign service I had fondly regarded as a kind of purification? Master Bertie broke in on my reverie much ns if he had followed its course. "Understand one thing, lad," he said, Jay- ing his hand on the withers of my horse. "Yours must not bo tho hand to punish vour father, But after today you will owo him no duty. You will part from him today, and he will bo a stranger to you. He deserted you when you wore a child, and if you owe reverence to any one it is to your uncle and not to him. He has him self severed tho ties between you." "Yes," I said. "I will go abroad. I willgo'baok to Wilna." "If ill comes of our enterpvise, as I row in will come, wo will both go back, if. wo can," ho answered. "If good by any chance shou.ld come of it, then you shall be my brother, our family shall bo your family. The duchess is rioh enough," ho added, with a smile, "to allow .you " younger brother's portion," I could not answer him as J desired, for we passed at that moment under the arph- * i i „.,„,„ iiictnviMv involved in the dismay, amid which Kingston alone pro- served his composure. "We might have been prepared for that," he said "It is an old precaution of such folK how did you come to hear of it?" "My friend hero saw the messenger heard the terms. Tho man must besot free by sunset." "And what warranty have wo that ne will not go straight with his plans and Ins list to the council?" Master Bertie could not answer that, neither could I. We had no surety, and If wo set him free could take none save his word. His word! Could oven I ask them to accept that? To stake the life of the meanest of them on it? I saw tho difficulties of the position, and when Master Kingston pronounced coolly that this was a waste of time, and that the only wise course was to dispose or tno principal witness, both in tho interests of justice and our own safety, and then shift ourselves before the storm broke,;! acknowledged in my heart the wisdom cu tho course and felt that yesterday it would have received my assent. "The risk is about the samp pitnei way," Master Bertio said. "Not at all," Kingston objected, a sparkle of malice in his eye, bast night we had thwarted him. Tonight it was his turn, and the dark, lowering looks of those round him showed that numbers wore with him. "This fellow can hang us all. His accomplice who escapes can know nothing save through him and could give only vague and uncertain evidence. J»o, Jo 7 T*t us oast lots who shall do it, get they pitied me, but they showed nl.-h.Jv that they would still do what per- haVi-should have done in their placo- lustice. "Ho knows too much!" said one ? On!r lives areas good ns his," muttered another, tho first to become thoroughly himself again. "Why should we all die for him?" Tho wolfish glare came back fast to their eyes. They handled their weapons impatiently. They were longing to bo away. At, this moment, when I saw I had indeed made my Confession in vain Master Bertie struck in. ."What, ne said "if JM aster Cnrcy nnd I take charge of him, and, escorting him to his agent without, be answerable for both of them? "You would be only putting your necks into tho noose!" said Kingston. ••We will risk that!" replied my friend, and what a friend and wLat a man ho seemed amid that ignoble crew! , I will myself promise you that if ho refuse to remain with us until midnight or tries wherever we are to rrtsoan alarm or communicate with any one I will run him through witli my own hand. Will not that satisfy yon?" "No," Master Kingston retorted; will not! A bird in tho hand two in tho bush!" "But tho woman outside?" said one timidly. ••Wo must run that risk," quoth he. "In an hour or two we shall bo in hiding. Como, tho lot must be drawn. For this gentleman, let him stand aside.' 1 loaned against tho wall, dazed and horror stricken. Now that I had identified myself with him I felt a great longing to save him. I scarcely noticed the group drawing pieces of paper at tho table. My every thought was taken up with the low door over there and tho wretched man lying bound in tho darkness behind it What must bo the horror, the black despair, the note and defiance of his mind as ho lay there, trapped at last like any beast of prey? It was horrible! horrible! horrible! . I covered my face and could not restrain tho cry of unutterable distress which rose to my lips. They looked round, two or three of them, from the table. But the Impression my appeal had maa^ upon them had faded away already, and they onlv shrugged their shoulders and turned again to their task. Master Bertio alone stood- apart, his arms folded, his faeo grave CHAPTER XXI. Tell him all? I stood thinking, my hand on tho key. Tho voices of tho rearmost of the conspirators sounded more and moro faintly as they passed up tho shaft, until their last accents died in the room above, and silence followed—a silence In strange contrast with tho bright glare of. the torches which burned round mo and lit up tho empty cellar as for a feast. I was wondering what he would say when I told him all, when I said: "I am your son! I, whom Providence has used to thwart your plans, Whose life you sought, whom, without a thought of ,pity, you left to perish! lam your son!" Infinitely I dreaded tho moment when i should tell him this and hear his ai^ver, and I lingered with my hand on the key until an abrupt knocking on the other side of the door brought tho blood to my face Before I could turn tho key the hasty summons was repeated and grew to a frantic, hurried drumming on tho boards _n sound which plainly told of terror suddenly conceived and in nu instant full grown. A hoarse cry followed, coming dully to my ears through the thickness of tho door, and the next moment tho stout planks shook as a heavy weight fell against them. • , I turned the bey and tho door was flung within. My father stumbled whom Sir Anthony gave a nome at Col' expected him to do anything except what ho did. Ho stared at mo with astonished eyes for a minute, and ti|on a low whistlo issued from his lips. "My son, aro you? My son!" ho said coolly. "And how long hnvo you known th "bClesSrday," I murmured The words he had used on that morning at Santon when ho had bidden mo die and rot wore fresh in my momory-in mj memory, not in his. I recalled his treachery to tho duchess, his pursuit of departure with Anne, ho had cursed me. He remembered apparently none of these things, but simply gazed at mo with a thoughtful smile. "iwish I had known It beforo," hesrtid at last. ''Things might have been different. A pretty dutiful son you havo been! The sneer did me good. It recalled to my mind what Master Bertio had said. "There can be no question of duty between us," I answered firmly. ' What duty I owe to any ono of my family I owe to my uncle." "Then why have you told mo this? "Because I thought it right you should know it," I answered, "wore it only that, knowing it, we may go different ways. We havo nearly done one another a mischief moro than once," I added gravely. Ho laughed. He was not one whit abashed by tho discovery, nor awed, nor cast down. There was even in his cynical face a gleam of kindliness and pride as he scanned me. Wo wore almost of a height, I tho taller by an inch or two, and in our features I.believe there was a likeness, though not such as to invite remark. "You havo grown to be a chip of theold block," ho said coolly. "I would as soon havo you for a son as another. I think on tho whole I am pleased. You talked of Providence just now"—this with n laugh of serene amusement—"and perhaps you were right. Perhaps there is such a thing. For I am growing old, and, Io! it gives me a son to take care of me." I shook my head. I could never be that kind of son to him. "Wait a bit," ho said, frowning slightly "You think your side is up and mine Is down, and I can do you no sood now, but only harm. You are ashamed of me. Well wait," he continued, nodding con- Qdently. "Do not bo too sure that I cannot help you. I havo been wrecked a dozen times, but I never yet failed to find a boat that would take mo to shore. Yes; ho was so arrogant in the pride ox it is worth 14 U» *-<VV V-w -rT--ri f ' it done quickly and be go«e." "We must wait a.t least," Bertie urged, •until Sir Thomas "We must wait a,t least," "until Sir Thomas conies." "No!" retorted Kingston, with beat. "Wo oro all equal here. Besides th«»won condemned yesterday with the ffllj it of all, It only remains to cwry out tbo sentence. Surely this gentleman," *° \ » 3 KrSra5SSlT8i»¥ 1 iaW5r« and dark, Ho, too, had abandoned hope, There seemed no hope, when suddenly there came a knocking at the door, a he papers wore dropped, and while some stood as if stiffened into stone others turned and gazed at their neighbors. It was a knocking more hasty and imperative than the usual summons, though given in the same fashion. At last a map found tongue. "It « ghe did not" is Sir Thomas," he suggested, with a sigh of relief. "Hois in a hurry and brings news. I know his knock," "Then open the door, fool," cried king;. ston. "If you can see through a two inch plank, why do you stand there like n gaby?" Master Bertie anticipated the man and himself opened tho door and, admitted tho knocker. Penruddooke it was. Became in, still drumming on the door with his flst, his eyes sparkling, hie ruddy cheeks aglow. Ho crossed the threshold, with a swagger/and looking at us ail burst into a strange peal of laughter. "Yoickg! Gone to earth!" bo shouted, waving his hand as If he had a whip in it- *Qone to earth- gone forever! Did you think it wns the lords of tho council, my lads?" Ho had left the door wide open behind him, »nd we now saw in the doorway the seafaring man who usually guarded the room, above. "What does this roean, Sir Thomas?" Kingston, said sternly. W thought, I lancy', a? roany of us wo, the knight wa,8 dyvjpk,. time man permission.'to... •--*<•„- , O A "Post? Tjbei'o are no wot 0 posts," criea Sir Thongs, with » strange, jollity. Ho certainly was. 4F&&fei by,t P liquor, H Bsceptgftft4|at 'tinuecl, smao&ing J4«ste* open from ° U The strong light for an instant blinded him, and ho blinked as an owl does brought to the sunshino. Even in him tho long hours passed in solitude and the blackness of despair had worked changes. His hair was grayer; in patches it was almost white, and then again dark. He hud anawed his lower lip, and there were bloodstains on it. His mustache, too, was ragged and torn, as if he had gnawed that also. His eyes were bloodshot, his lean face was white and haggard and fierce. • "•Hal" ho cried, trembling as ho peered round, "I thought they had left me to starve'! Thoro were rats in there! i Ho stopped. He saw me standing holding tho edge of tho door. Ho saw that otherwise the room was empty, tho farther door leading to tho shaft open. An open door! To him doubtless it seamed of all sights the most wonderful, the most heavenly! His knees began to shako under him, "What is it?" he muttered. What were they shouting about? I heard them S1 "Tho queen is dying," I answered simply, "or dead, and you can do us no more harm. You aro free." . "Free?" He repeated the word, loaning against tho wall, his eyes wild and glar- 1U " Yes 8 - bee?" answered in a lower voice —"free"to go out into tho air of heaven n living man!" I paused. For a moment I could not continue. Then I added sol- omnly, "Sir, Providence has saved you from death and mo from a orime. He leaned still against tho wall, dazed, thunderstruck, almost incredulous, and his many deceits tn:« an hour after heaven had stretched out its hand to save him ho denied its power and took the glory to himself. I did not know what to s ny i to undeceive him, how to te 1 not the failure of his shamed me, but the I could only remain si- him, how to him that it was treachery which treachery itself. *" The queen dies. WeH-I am no"bigot-long live the queen and the Protestant religion! The down will bo up and tho up down, and tho Protestants will bo everything. It will go hard then with those who cling to r th H°efoS at me with a crafty smile, his head on one side. "I do not understand," I said coldly. "Then listen. Sir Anthony will hold by his religion. He used to be a choleric gentleman and as obstinate as a mule. Ho will need but to be pricked up a little and ho will get into trouble with the authoi- itios as sure as eggs aro eggs. I will answer for it. And then"— "Well?" I said grimly. How was I to observe oven a show of respect for him when I was quivering with fierce wrath and abhorrence? "Do you think that will benefit you?" I cried. "Do you think that you are so high in favor with Cecil and the Protestants that they will set you in blr "le looked at me still more craftily, not put out by my Indignation, but rather ^NofKnotme," be replied, with tolerant good nature. "I am somewhat Ted f ni me to the open door and hack again as if without this, constant testimony of his eyec ho could not believe in f^ not Anne?" he murmured. •'She tried to save your We," I answered, "but they would not. listen to her," ''Did she pomo here?" As he spoke ho straightened himself with an effort and; stood up, HO was crowing more like JjSmgeJf, "No " I'answered, "Sho Bent for me and me her terms, But Kingston and the would not listen to them, TLOU would have been dead now, though I did all I oouJti to save you, if Penruddooke had not brought this news of th e queen-" blown upon of late. But Providence has not given me pack my son for nothing, i am not alone in the world now. I must remember my family. I must think a little of others as well as of myself,' "What do you moan?" I said, recoiling, Ho scanned me for a moment, w" K ' eyes half shut, his head on one side, he laughed, a cynical, jarring l£ »ug«. "Good boy!" he said, "Excellent bgyj Ho knows no more than ho is told, hands are clean, and he has friends the winning side who will not see lose a chance, should a chance turp HP Be satisfied. Keep your hands clean) like, bov. We understand qne aa you [CONTINUED,} AGENTS in the charge men, w,b9, in their saddle", o , . Bowing back. Ms hood, Q8to.n)abQa»t "She is dying. The Spanish embasga dor," I added to clinch, the Batter, IP? I saw he a.Qu,btec), "rode through, here this SJernoon to pay his court to the Elizabeth at HatSeW." He Jooked do>v» a,t the ground, ing deeply. Most wen would, Uavp been unable VtlUflk at all, unaWe to. cpneen. Irate the** thoughts OB anything save death, But a life of Siocl to y W%» that J WttS certain, us t watted, St he wa,s not Paying pot the to sell ««(y Also Pyre ***** i D umm m by authorises, d, , . :&sfig

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