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THK REPUBLICAN. (Copyright, 1881, by Oassell Publishing Co. rights reserved.! CHAPTER XXIV. A moment Inter tho servants in the hall heard n scream— a scream of such horror and fear that they scarcely recognized a human voice in the sound. They sprang to their fecit scared nncl trembling, and for a few seconds looked into onu another's faces. Then, as curiosity got tho upper hand, tho boldest took tho lend and oil hurried pellu.cll to tho dour, issuing in n mob into the courtyard, where Ferdinand Cludde, who happened to ho near and had also heard the cry, joined them. ••Where was it, Baldwin?" he exi-laimed. "At the back, I think," tho steward answered. He alono had had tho coolness to bring out a lantern, and ho now led tho way toward tho rear of thu house. Snuro enough, close to tho edgoof (he moat, they found Martin, stooping with his hands on his knees, a great wound, half bruise, half cut, upon his forehead. "What is it?" Ferdinand crl«l sharply. "Whodidit, man?" Baldwin had already thrown his light on the fool's face, and Martin, seeming to become conscious of their presence, looked at them, but in a dazed fashion. "What? ho muttered, "what is what?" By this timo nearly every one in the house had hurried to tho spot, among them not only Petronilla, clinging to her father's arm, but Mistress Anno, her face pale and gloomy, and half a dozen womenfolk who clutched one another tightly and screamed at regular intervals. "What is it?" Baldwin repeated roughly, laying his hand on Martin's arm and slightly shaking him. "Come, who struck you, man?" "I think," tho fool answered slowly, gulping down something and turning n dull eye on tho group, "a— a swallow flew by and hit me!" . They shrank away from him instinctively. and some crossed themselves. ' Ho isin'oneof his mad fits," Baldwin muttered Still the steward showed no fear. "A swallow, man!" he cried nloud. "Come, talk sense. There are no swallows flying at this time of year, and if there were they do not fly by night nor give men wounds like that. What was it? Out with it now! Do you not see, man, he added, giving Martin an impatient shake, "that Sir Anthony is waiting? Tho foul nodded stupidly. "A swallow, ' ' ho muttered. "Aye, 'twas a swallow, a great big swallow. I-I nearly put my foot on him." ••And he flow up and hit you in tho face:-" Baldwin said, with huge contempt in his tone. Martin accepted the suggestion placidly. "Aye, 'twas so. A s^ lt bi « swallow, and he flew in my face," he repeated. Sir \nthony looked at him compassionately. "Poor fellow!" he said. "Baldwin, see to him. Ho has had one of his fits and hurt himself." ••I i.ovor know him to hurt himself, Baldwin muttered darkly. "Let somebody see to him," the kniglit said, disregarding the interruption. ABU Petronilla Why, where has now come, r° n0 Unly round to the othor side of him, that she might bo a little nearer to Martin. The curiosity in tho other women's faces was a small thing in comparison with tho startled, earnest look in hers She gazed at the man with eyes not of affright, but of eager, avid questioning while through her parted lips her came in gasps. Her cheek was white by turns, and for her it had seemed to stand and now was beating breath red and heart— well, still a moment, like tho heart of an some poor captured bird held in the hand She did not seem to hear her falhur speak ABSOLUTELY FREE U \\o 1m ve contracted for two thousand S10C Hicyclf.s wtileili wo propose to give FREE to soim- oiiL'pwsi.u ill every township iu tho Htate of Iowa. JDo \OV want oue 't This Offer Open for Thirty Days MI Kuil particulars upon application. Enclose Uvoctiac atunij) for reply. Address THE WERNER COMPANY, 160 Adams St.. Chicago. Reference, Any Commercial Agency. to her, find he had to touch hcf sleeve. Then she started as though she Were awakening from a dream and followed him sadly into tho house. Sadly, and yet there was a light in hel eyes which had not been there five minutes before. A swallow? A great big swallow! And this was December, when the swallows Were at the bottom of the horse ponds. Sho only knew of one sWallow whose return Was possible in Winter. But then that one swallow—aye, though the BUOW should He inches deep in tho chase and the Water should freeze in her ioom— Would make a summer for hef. Could it be that one? Could it be? Petronllla'e heart was beating so loudly as she Went up stairs after her fathef that she Wondered he did not hear it. The group left round Martin gradually melted away. Baldwin was tho only man who could deal with him in his Inad fits, and tho other servants, with a shuddet and n backward glance, gladly left him to tho steward. Mistress Anne had gone in some time. Only Ferdinand Cluddo tc- malned, and he stood a little apart and seemed more deeply engaged in listening for any sound which might betoken the sheriff's approach than in hearkening to their conversation. Listen as he might he would havo gained little from the latter, for it was made up entirely of scolding on one side and stupid reiteration on the other. Yet Ferdinand, over suspicious and on his guard, must have felt some interest in it, for ho presently called the steward to him. "Is ho more fool or knave?" he muttered, pointing under hand at Martin, who stood in the gloom a few paces away. Baldwin shruagcd his shoulders, but remained silent. "What happened? What is the moaning of it all?" Ferdinand persisted, his keen eyes on tho steward's face. "Did ho do It himself, or who did it?" Baldwin turned slowly and nodded toward the moat. "I expect you will find him who did it there," he said grimly. "I never knew a man save Sir Anthony or Master Francis hit Martin ycb bub he paid for ib, and when his temper is up he is mad, or as good as inad, and bcttoi than two sano men!" "Ho is a dangerous fellow," I'erdinand said thoughtfully, shivering a little. It was unlike him to shiver and shake, but tho bravest have their moods. "Dangerous?" tho steward answered. "Aye, ho is to some and sometimes." Ferdinand Cludde looked sharply at the speaker, as if ho suspected him of a covert sneer. But Baldwin's gloomy face betrayed no glint of intelligence or amusement, and the knight's brother, reassured and yet uneasy, turned on his heel and went Into tho house, meeting at tho door a servant who came to tell him that Sir Anthony was calling for him. Baldwin Moor, loft alone, stood a moment thinking and then turned to speak to Martin. But Martin was gone and was nowhere to bo seen. Tho lights in tho ha!l windows twinkled cheerily, and tho great fire cast its glow half way across the courtyard, as lights and fire had twinkled and glowed at Coton End on many a night before. Bub neither 5n hall nor chamber was there any answering merriment. Baldwin, coming in, cursed the servants who were in his way, and tho men moved meekly and without retort, taking his oaths for what they were—a man's tsars. Tho women folk sat listening, palo and fright ened, and ona or two of tho grooms, those who had done least in tho skirmish, had visions of a tree and a rope and looked sickly. Tho resb scowled and blinked at the fire or kicked up n dog if ib barked in its sleep. Hasn't Martin come in?" Baldwin growled presently, setting his heavy wet boot on a glowing log, which hissed and sputtered under it. "Where is he? 1 ' "Don't know!" one of the men took on himself to answer. "Ho did nob come In here." '•I wonder what ho is up to now?" Baldwin exclaimed, with gloomy irritation, for which, under tho circumstances, he had ample excuse. Ho knew that resistance was utterly hopeless and could only make matters worse and twist tho rope more tightly about his neck, to put the thought as he framed it. Tho suspicion, therefore, that this madman—for such in his worst fits the fool became— might bo hanging round tho place in dark corners, doing what deadly mischief he could to tho attacking party, was not a pleasant one; A gray haired man in tho warmest nook by tho fire seemed to read his thoughts. "There is ono in tho house," ho said slowly and oracularly, his eyes oh Baldwin's boot, "whom ho has just as good a mind to hurt, has our Martin, as any of them \^x Clopton men. 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As the messenger finished speaking n harsh ohaj- Jengo which penetrated even tho courtyard arose from many voioces without and was followed by the Winding of a horn. This sulliecd. All hurried with one accord Into tho court, where tho porter looked to Baldwin for instructions. "Hold a minute!" cried tho steward, sl- Jsncing tho loudest hound by a sound kick ond disregarding Sir Anthony's voice, which came from tho direction of tho gateway. ".Let us see if they aro at the bagk too." Ho ran through the passage, and emerging oil the edge of tho moat was at once saluted hy a dozen vok-os warning him back. There wero a seoru of dark figures standing in tho littlo cliu-e wh<->ro the fl^bb had taken place, "«iglit," s: ud Baldwin to himself. "Needs must when the old gentleman (JrlvpsJ Only I thought J would maU.p.^rrti,;" Ho 'ran ibfiolr «t ciiee, nearly hnockln" down Martljji,' who, with a componlon* was making, but at a slower pace, for 'tho front of tho house. "Well, oia comrade," cried thostoward, smiUus tho fool on the back as ho passed, "you aro here, are you? I never thought was no one in the house quite so tall. He sped on with Bcafcely a glance, and In a moment Was under the gateway, Where Sir Anthony Was soundly fating everybody, and particularly the potto*. Who, With his key in the door, found, of affected to find, the task of turning it a difficult one. As the stewaf d came Up, however, tho big doors at some sign from him creaked on thei* hinges, and the khight, his staff in his hand and the servants clustering behind him with laiitefns, walked forward a pace of two to the end of tho bridge, beating himself with some "Who disturbs US Qt this bout?" he cried, peeting actoss the moat andsigning- to Baldwin to hold Up his latge lantefu, since the others, uncertain of their reception, had put out theit torches. By its light he and those behind him could make out a gfoup of half a dozen figures a score of yards nway, while in support of these there appeared a bowshot off and still in the open ground a clump of, it might be, a hundred men. Beyond all lay tho dark lino of trees, abovo which tho moon, new risen, was sailing through a Watery wrack of clouds. "Who aro ye?" tho knight repeated. . - « "Aro you Sir Anthony Cludde?" came tho answer, "lam." "Then in tho queen's name, Sir Anthony," tho leader of the troop cried solemnly, "I call on you to surrender. I hold n warrant for your arrest, and also for the nrrcsb of James Carey, a priest, and Baldwin Moor, who, I am told, is your steward. I am backed by forces which it will bo vain to resist." "Aro you Sir Philip Clopton?" the knight asked, for ab that distance and in that light it was impossible to bo sure. "I urn," tho sheriff answered earnestly, "and as n friend I beg you, Sir Anthony, to avoid useless bloodshed and further cause for offense. Sir Thomas Groville, tho governor of Warwick castle, and Colonel Brldgewater aro with mo. I implore you, my friend, to surrender, and I will do you what good offices I may." The knight, as we know, had made up his mind, and yet for a second ho hesitated. There wore stern, grim faces round him, changed by tho stress of tho moment, into the semblance of dark Baldwin's—th.e- faces of men, who, though they numbered but a dozen, wero his men, bound to him by every tie of instinct and breeding, and custom, and ho had been a soldier andi knew tho fierce joy of n desperate struggle against odds. Might it not be better^, after, all? But then ho remembered his, Yvoanien- kind, and, after all, why endanger.- these faithful men? Ho raised his voice and oried clearly: "I accept your good offices, Sir Philip, and I take your advice. I will havo tho drawbridge lowered* only I beg you will keep your men well'In hand and do my poor house as little damage as may be." Giving Baldwin tho cartter.and bidding him as soon as it was performed come to him, the knight walked steadily back into tho courtyard and took his stand there. He dispatched tho women and some of tho servants to lay out a meal in the hall; but it was noticeable that the men went reluctantly, and that all who could flnd any excuse to do so lingered round Sir Anthony as if they could not bear to abandon him, as if, oven at tho last moment, they had somo vaguo notion of protecting their master at all hazards. A score of lanterns shed a gloomy, uncertain light- only in places re-enforced by tho glow from the hall windows—upon tho group. Seldom had a Coton moon peeped over tho gables at a scene stranger than that which met tho sheriff's eyes as with his two backers he passed under tho gateway. "I surrender to you, Sir Philip," tho knight said, with dignity, stepping forward a paco or two, "and call you to witness that I might have made resistance and have not. My tenants are quiet in their homes, and only my servants aro present. Father Carey is not hero nor in tho house. This is Baldwin Moor, my steward, but I beg for him .your especial offices, since ho has done nothing save by my command." "Sir Anthony, believo mo that I will do all I can," tho sheriff responded gravely, "but"— i "Bub to set", at naught tho queen's proclamation and order!" struck in a third voice harshly—ib was Sir Thomas Gre- villo's—"and sho but a month on tho throne! For shame, Sir Anthony! It smacka to mo of high treason. And many a man has suffered for loss, let mo tell you." "Had sho boon longer on tho throne," tho sheriff pub in moro gently, "and were tho times quiet, tho matter would have been of less moment, Sir Anthony, and might not havo become a stato matter. But just now"— "Things aro iu a perilous condition," Grevillo said bluntly, "and you havo done your littlo to make them worse!" "ho knight, by n great effort, swallowed ciago and humiliation. "What will '•'xyith mo, gentlemen?" ho asked, roughly U 1 ftt least the appearance of tonight we'll. men comiortabiiseon," Grevillo said, "Certainly—witnpompanion. "For Sir Thomas Groviljo, "^selves and our behind. "But only so!" More than ono started vioH'f leave ' tho Cludde servants almost to a mi rgm round at the sound of tho voice—my vo. Francis Cluddo's, though in the darkn ssT no ono knew me. How shall I ever forgot tho joy and lively gratitude which filled my heart us I spoke, which turned the night Jnto day awl that fantastic scene of shadows Jnto « festival, as I felt that the ambition of tho last four years was about to bo gratified? Sly Anthony, who was one of tho llrst to turn, peered among the servants, "Who spoke?" ho cried, a sud- ilen discomposure in his voice and manner, '•Why spoUo there?" "Aye, Sir Anthony, who did?" Groville said haughtily. "Somo one apparently who does not quite understand his p'hjgp or the state of affairs here. Stand bafik, my men, and let me sou him. Perhapi we may tea,oh him a. useful lesson." Tho challenge was welcome, for I feared soenp iuul to bo Joft faco to face with y undo more than anything. No\v, «s the servants with « Joud mummy of sur- prlso and recognition fell back and d}s-' closed me standing by Martin's side, I turned a little f TO n» Sir Anthony and, faced Qroville, "Not this timo, J think, Sly Thomas,' I sold, giving him bacfe eo fur glance. "I have learned ivy lesson from s>-010 who havo fared farther and suen mow than you, from men who stood by tht-ir cause in foul weather as well AS fair, and, were not for mass one lay ana a soru.io» thp iuvt " "What is this! »??Anthony Jludde's dutiful'&wflllad- ing nephew," I answered, With, » omiif- teotis bow. "Coiao back, Iithank heaven, iii time to do him a service, Sit Thomas." "Master Francis! Master-- EtanciaJ" Clopton csclaimod in fremonstrifthcei He had known ine In oldi days. My uncle meanwhile gaied at mo in\the utmost as- tufiishineht, and into the servants' face* there flashed a strange light,. While many of them hailed me ihifi! tone Which told me that 1 had but to give the wotd, aad they Would fall oh the very, shetlff himself. "Master FJancis," Slf.-Bhllip Clop- toh repeated gratcly, "if; you, Would do you* uncle n service, this is note the way to go about it. He has suttondeWd, and is our prisoner. Brawling- Willi nofr tacnd matters." _ 1 laughed out loudly andimertilp "Bo you know, Sir Philip," I said, with.some thing of the old boyish ting in my voice, "1 have been since 1 saw you last to Belgium and Germatiy-»aye,.ahd!l?oiftiMi and Hamburg? Do you think! have-come-back "I do not know what-.to..tliihk of yo&," he replied dryly, "but you had'best"'— "Keep a civil toiiguo in. yjour-headv iujf friend," said Gfevillo,. WJthi harshness, "and yourself out of this:business!" "It is just this business lhavo-comoto get into, Sir Thomas," t answered-With Increasing good humor. "Sit-Anthony, show them that!" I continued',.and I drew out a little packet of Qurflhmfin.b with n tent httSKbteb, eying mo absently, "thfct 1 «tt wise, but 1 considered she W89 sate* awa& ffancls. Atid she can be fetched back in tho morning. 1 feared there might be some disturbance in tho House, fl9 Indeed there well might have been, and though sho begged very hard to stay with toft 1 sent her off." . , , "This evening, sir?" 1 stammered, sud- deftly fchilled. "Yes; an hoiuf ago." ,, "But fin hdur ago evefy approach was gttitfded. Si* Anthony," 1 ctied in sur- ptise. "Ihad the greatest difficulty in si..»- tW through from tho outside myself, Well as 1 know every field and Wee. To escape from within, even for a mail, touch less ti Woman, would have been impossible. Sho Will have been stopped," "1 think not," he said, with a smile at once sage and indulgent, which seemed to add, "You think yourself n clover lad, but you do not know every thing yet.'' "I sent-her out by the:secret passage to the millhouse, yoti see," he explained, "as soon as 1 heard tho sheriff 'a party outside, t could have given them the slip myself had 1 pleased." . , «it - m "Thomillhouse?" lahswored. The mill stood nearly a quarter of a mile ^om.Co- tonfind, beyond the gardens and In. the direction of the Village. 1 remembered vaguely that I had heard from the servants in old days some talk of a secret outlet leading from the house to it, but they knew no particulars, and its existence was- "Sir Anthony,.show them that!" groat red seal hanging:from it by n green clbbon—just such a packet as that which I had stolen from, the- bishop's apparitoi nearly four years back, "A lantern here!" I cried. "Hold It:steady, Martin, that Sii Anthony may readl Master Sheriff wants his rore supper." I gave the packsft into the knlgnt s hand, my own shaking. Aye, shaking, foi was not this tho fulfillment of that boyiflh vow I had made ia my little room in the gable yonder, soiiuany years ago? A fulfillment strange;aiu.<i timely, such as none buta boy in hisiteens could hove ; .hopod for, nor any but a man who had tried the chances and mishaps of the world could fully enjoy as I was enjoying it. I tingled with the rush, through my veins of triumph and gratitude. Up to the last moment I had fearod lest anything should go wrong, lest this crowning happiness should bo-withhold from me. Now I stood there smiling, watching Sir Anthony, as with trembling fingers he fumbled with the papjer-. And there was only one thing, only 0110 person, wanting to my joy. I looked and looked again, bub I could not anywhere see Potronilla. "What is it?" Sir Anthony said feebly, tusulng the packet over and over. "It is for tho sheriff—for the sheriff, is it nobf" "He had bettor open it then, sir," I answered gayly. Sir Philip took the packet, and after a glance at the address tore it open. "It is an order from Sir William Cecil," he muttered. Then ho ran his eye down the brief contents, while all save myself pricked their ears and pressed closer, and I looked swiftly from faco to faco as tho wavering light lib up now ono and now anobher— old familior faces for tho most part. "Well, Sir Philip, will you stop to supper?" I cried, with a laugh, when ho had had time, as I judged, to reach tho signature. "Go to!" he grunted, looking at me. "Nice fools you have made of us, young man!" He passed tho letter to Greville. "Sir Anthony," he continued, a mixture of pleasure and chagrin in his voice, "you are free! I congratulate you on your luck. Your nephew has brought an amnesty for all things done up to tho present timo save for any life taken, in which case the matter is to bo referred to tho secretary. For- tunntoly my dead horso is tho worst of tho mischief, so free you aro and amnestied, though nicely Master Cecil has bofoolod us!" "We will give you another horso, Sir Philip," I answered. But tho words wore wastpd on the air, They wero drowned in a great shout of joy and triumph which rang from a score of Cluddo throats the moment the purport of ilic paper was understood—a Bliout which mado the old house shako again and scared the dogs so that they ilod away into corners and gazed askance at us, their tails between their logs, a shout thab was plainly htard a mile away in half n dozen homesteads where Cluddo men lay gloomy in their beds. By this timo my uncle's hand was in mine. With his other ho took off his hat, "Lads," ho cried huskily, rearing his tall form in our midst, "a cheer for tho quoen! God keep her safe, and long may she reign!" This was universally regarded os the ond of what they still proudly call in those parts "tho Coton insurrection." When silence oamo again, every dog, even the oldest and wisest, had bayod himself hoarse and fletl to kennel, thinking tho end of the world was come. My heart, as j joined roundly in, swelled high with Ulo, and there were tears in my eyes as **<is in my uncle's, Bub there is no tri- was -f ter ujj, without its drawback, no I lookou,,,! to the antiojpatipn, Where was at nptfuj,' j eould see her nowhere, but could not n<F),qw to window, but she had not brought ht>4 tho knot of maids, Jt was wpndorfuK'ven tho cheering cheers cleared the air, SK. Greville regained good humor to shake me by the han" Wit pleased that the matter ha4 „-., happily. Then the sheriff drew him Bridgewater away to lopk to thejr men's arrangements, seeing, I think, that my uncle and J weuia fain tip alone awhile, and at last J asked with a. trembling voiee after Petrpnlila, "To be sure, "Sir Anthony answered., furtively wiping his eyes, "J had forgot, ten her, dear lajj. J wish now that she had staid, Rut tell me, Francis, how came you bsefe tonight, ana how aid you u-fuiago this?" * •Something of what he gsj^ea I tola him. fliwlcaiy, but then«*be sure J took ad- van tage pf the first ppening-*.} nsfeed again aftey PetrpjaUla,. "Wh sir?" I said, tryjjjg to c tleiwe. "Ithpygbt that MarMn Via w she was be.re<<"4nj3ee(J tot he hft(J §ee« her only darkly rumored among them "You did not know of tho passage,," Sir, Anthony said, chuckling at my astonish^ inont. "No; I remember, but tho girl. did. Your father and his wife went wltji her. Ho quite agreed in tho wisdom.ofrsondlng; her nway, and indeed advised, it, On: reaching tho mill, if they found;all,quiet, they were to walk across to, Watncy s- farm. There they could get horses and might ride at their leisure to. Stratford, and wait the event. I thoughS;itt;bestJ,fpf her, and Ferdinand agreed." "And my futhor— went \vibh, hej*'' I muttered hoarsely, feeling my sell growing; chill to tho heart. Hardly could I restrain my indignation at Sir Anthony's, folly, or, my own auger and disappointment—and fear, for though my head-, seemed, on fire,. and there was a tumult ia uay. brain, I was cool enough to trace- clearly my father's motives and discum with what a deliberate purpose ho haclactsd. "Ho:vvont with her?" " Yes; ho and his.w.lf;e t ." th.a knight answered, noticing nothing- to. his; obtuseness. . "You havo been, Coated!,, sir,," 1 said bitterly "My father you should havo known, and, for his wife,, she. ia a bad, unscrupulous woman! O.h,. tho madness of it, to put my cousin, into^ioir- handst" "What do you moan.?" tho knight cried, beginning to.tremble. "Your father is a changed man,, lad. He has coma tho old faith,, auci in a dark Ho"— "Ho ia a hypocrite and a villain!" I retorted, stung almost to madness by this wound ia my tendercst place—stung in deed beyond endurance. Why should spare him, when to spare him was to sacrifice the innocent? Why should I pick my words, when my love was in danger? He had had no meroy and no pity. V> hy should I shrink from exposing him? Heaven had doalb with him patiently am given him life, and he did bub abuse it.. I could keep silence no longer and told Sir Anthony all with a stinging tonguo and in gibing words, even at last how my ia thor had given mo a hint of the very plan ho had now carried out of coming down to Coton and goading his brother into some offense which might leave his estate at tho meroy of the authorities. did not think he meant it, "I said bitterly. •' But I might have known that the leopard does not change its spots. How you, who knew him years ago and know thab he had plotted against you since, came to trust him again—to trust tended to combat my -feats, "Wndfr can fire do, lad? Sho is his niece." ••What?" 1 answered, with ft shudde|. "1 Bo not knotty but 1 fear everything. If he should elude us hnd take her abroad With him—heaven help her, sit! He w use he* somehow to gain his ends—oi-kiii her." Sif Anthony wiped: his bfoW with fl l trembling hand. "Baldwin Will:owrtdke them*" he said. "Lot us hope so," Inftswetcd. Alas, how far fell ffuition shoftof anticipation! This was my tlhio of .triumph, "i'oti had better go in, sir," 1'. sold presently, gaining a little mastefy otef myself. . "I see Si* Philip has fetttinfd from settlihg hi? iflen fot the night. He and GfeviilO Will be Wondering What has happened." "And you?" he said. "I cahftot," I. answered), shaking; fBJ head. After he had'gono It stood! awhile-ift the shadoxv on the faf side of the.'Oourt listening to the clattc* of knives, and dishes, the cheerful htim : of the servants; as they called to one anothef^.the hurrying- footsteps of tho maids. A, dog crept out and licked my hand assifc: hung nerveless by my side. Sutely- Martin or Baldwin would overtake them, or if not it still was nob so easy- ta> take- a- gM Abroad against her will: But would.that-bcv hit*plan? He most have hiding; places in. England!, to which ho might tako her, tolling her- any Wild story of her. father's: death, or flight or oven perhaps of her ow.n. danger if her Whereabouts wcro-knovrn.. I had had experience of his daring, o£ Ms cunning, hia plausibility; Hndiho-nob taken in all with whom, he had: corner into contact, except by some strange fate-myself? To be sure, Annc'Was nob altogether without feeling or conscience, bub sho waa Ms—his entirely, body and soul> Yes,, iif I could have followed, I could, lltwe borne it better. It was thisalreadful* Inaction which was killing me, Tho bustlo an.il! voices, of tho servants, who were in high spirits, so irritated me at last thab I wandered away, going first to the dark, silcnb gardcns.where I walked up and. down, in a fever of doubt and fear, much as I had clone on tho last evening I had spent at Coton. Then u fancy seized mo, and turning- from the fishpond I walked toward the house. Crossing the moat, I made for the church door and tried t. It was unlocked. I went in. Hero at :east in. the sacred, place I should find back to hour too. your daughter to him—passes my fancy!" "Ho was my brother," tho knight murmured, loaning white and stricken on my shoulder. "And my father—heaven help us! i rejoined. CHAPTER XXV. "We must first help ourselves," Sir Anthony answered sharply, rousing himself with wonderful energy from the prostration into which my story had thrown him. "I will send after her. Sho shall be brought back. Ho! Baldwin! Martin!" ho cried loudly, "Send Baldwin hither! Be quick there 1" Out of the ruck of servants in and about the hall Baldwin came rushing presently, wiping his lips as ho approached, A single glance at our faces sobered him. "Send Martin down to the mill!" Sir Anthony ordered curtly. "Bid him tell my daughter if she be there to comeback, and do you saddle a couple of horses and hr ready to ride with Master Francis to Wat ney'sfarm and on to Stratford if it b< necessary. Lose nob a minute. My daugh ter Is with Master Ferdinand, My order is that she return." The fool bad come up only a pace or two behind the steward, "Do you hear, Martin?" I added eagerly, turning to him. My thoughts, b-isy with the misery which might befall i— In their hands, maddened me? "You will bring her back If you flnd her, mind you," He did not answer, but his eyes glittered as they mot mine, and I knew that he understood. As he flitted silently across the court and disappeared under the gateway I knew that no hound could be more sure. I knew that he would not leave the trail until ho had found Petronilla, thpugh he had to follow her for many a, mile. We might have to pursue the fugitives to Stratford, but I felt sure that. Martin's lean figure and keen dark face would be there to meet us, • Us? No. Sir Anthony indeed said vo nie, "You wll) gP, of course?" speaking as If only one answer were possible. But itiwas not to be so, "No, "J said; "ypu had better go, sir, Or Baldwin can be trusted, lie can take two or three of the grppms. They should be armed," J Ided in a lower tone, My uncle looked «avd at me ana then his assent, np longer wondering why go. Instead, ho bade Paiawln suggested. In truthi my heart n.oj ffifefit with wrath an4 Indignation ffiW&NaptMQw, ^ s *»? WhP* IP lethjrgo, «,-.i tween us, " 'ri tu e way, shouHJ refuse to *t.**m shouia happen be In his "Do yon not Hnoio me?" said my love. quietness, and unable to help myself In this terrible crisis might get help from one to whom my extremity was but an opportunity. I walked up the aisle, and finding all In darkness, tho moon at the moment being obscured, felt my way os far as Sir Piers' flat monument and sat down upon it. I had boon there scarcely a minute when a faint sound, which seemed rather a sigh or an audible shudder than any articulate word, came out of tho darkness in front of me. My groat trouble had soemed to make suporstibious fears for the time mpossiblo, but at this sound I started and trembled, and holding my breath felt a cold shiver run down my back. Motion- ess I peered before mo and yet could see nothing. Ail was gloom, ,bhe only distinguishable feature being tho east window. What was that? A soft rustle as of ghostly garments moving in tho aisle was succeeded by another sigh which mado me rise from my - seat, my hair stiffening. Then I saw tho outline of tho eastwindow growing brighter and brighter, and I knew that the moon was about to shine clear of tho clouds and longed to turn and flv, yet did nob dare to move. 'Suddenly the light foil on the altar steps and disclosed a kneeling form which seemed to bo partly turned toward roe, as though watching mo. The face I could nob see—ib was in shadow—and I sbooti transfixed, gazing at tho figure, half in superstitious terror and half in wonder, until a voice I had not heard for years and yet should have known among a thousand said softly, "Franois!" «. "Who calls mej" I muttered hoarsely, knowing and yet disbelieving, hoping and yet with a terrible fear at heart. "It is I—Petronilla!" said the same voice gently, and the- the form roso and glided toward me through the moonlight. "Ibis I—Petronilla! Do you not know me?" said my love again andfell upon my breast. - -^*>^ — ~ J ^^^y^ iS \ * * * * * * - * She had been firmly resolved all the time not to quit her father, and on the first opportunity had given the slip to hep company, while the horses wore being saddled at Watney's farm. Stealing baefe through tho darkness, she had- found, the hopse full of uproar and apparently ooou* pied by strange troopers, Agh RS t, a,n4 not knowing what to $Q, she bad bethough.t. herself of- the church, and there, taken j refuge. On' my flrst entrance she was horribly alarmed, But as J walked upt.be aisle she. roeognlsea—so she haa since : me a thousand times with priae-*rny step, though it had long been a stinger tp her ear, ana she haa no thought at th, 9 moment of seeing we or hearing the joy« ful news I brought, . ' ' Ana »o nay story is tola. For WMS, passed then between Petronllla «nsl m§' jies between roy wife esS inygglf. ABO, H .* H an fiia, 9^ story, ana one wfeleJM .„ chiiarpn. have no nee4 to Jearn, fop they have told It. many pf tliemfwtheinseiyes,. §n4 th.o}r oiui^roa a?e growing TO votujib it. I think in some 04300*00*°* tlr there m»y stJ» we fejjnjJ a very] swallow's nest, whiQb yQHng * f. estates i!fv,!nv M^M'li^,L-.^..i'^^mJA It lias been tuege 89 yegrji, What lustier, ^eveu \§}y§t gf' §en.sa? Ha thj^l to n.et !*e shadows' I neyiep saw jny fww ssftlnj »"' totSBJ BWIV alia wlnUi means - 44S fl myself face to. f ape with Jbim- have i»Qun,je$J and rtdfle J ooujfl hay? horee }{ to p}}ng tg j»e s,t«l u mm w« Jl&t^

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