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X § STORY OF " CLUDQE. FRANCIS Ej STANLEY J, WEYMAN. ]H I1 h v ('asst-l 1 Publishing Co All night. rights risni'vm.' J SYNOPSIS. L. is queen of England. Francis £ m livin’’ with Ins uncle, Sir and biscousin Petronilla, Sir ^daughter. 5Winchester, pays Gardiner a visit to bish- hn Lv and being a Catholic is dis E ttU. : Francis chapter who is at ir.-Gard,- heart a □i, Francis who his father is, that L I traitor and informer, man’s fortune nnd otters it he Ur rhe yoiraa service spy. Francis his as a tL Lit time to reply and runs fortune. away, to carve out hie own lleisovertaken by Clarence, an L, ,f Gardiner, against whom he in¬ to mob by telling them ihe man jnresi gang leader, and escapes on erne's horse arid with his dispatches Urancis L showing goes to an the inn dispatches at St. Al- is i S |id' queen’s courier. C!la to be a with the bearrives, and he escapes |(a waiting maid. V. and VT.—He (tesLondon and renders aid to two iea He and the women escape in ,t are attacked, and Francis is stun loan! 'y 1 j,—They are rescued Holland, and put a vessel bound for tofthe women proves to be the Duch jf Suffolk, who has married a man led Bertie. The other is a kinswo named Anne Brandon. Bertie is Mil [toeing too. Being l’.otestants, they from England. Francis [them his name is Carey. VIII.— [ascend the the house river of Rhine friend in a named boat reach a XI.—C jitrom. IX, X and ar e y (Dymphna, Landgtrom's da lighter k'Es (the violence of a soldier and; man They decide to bury tbe . liard, but Carey sees a ghost Van ; Pymphna’s llover, warns them they are discovered, and they tire. CHAPTER XI. |tj none of them believed me, it ed, ,and smarting under Mistress is ridicule, hurt by evon tho duchess’ !y Incredulity, what eauid I do? Only twlmt I lint asserted already—that it undoubtedly Clarence, and that be¬ lli hours elapsed they would havo lot ray words. mention of this possibility Mastor blocked up. He had left tho main in the discussion to others, but now tervenod. “One moment," bo said, te It that tlio lad is right, Master sirom. Is there any precaution,we idopt, any back door, so to speak, wo ttepopen, in caso of an attempt to nr is being made? What would.bo tho of our retreat to Wosel?” -he river," replied tho Dutchman lily. md tho boats aro all at the landing " key are, and for that reason they are «in an emergency,” our host an¬ si thoughtfully. "Knowing the ( anyone«ont to surprise and arrest Kid secure them first and tho bridge. ! they would havo us in a trap. It I ho well to tako a boat round and ' it in the little crock in tho farther C ho added, rising, "It is a good at any rate, I will go and do it.” wnt out, leaving us four—tho duel) Iff husband, Anno and myself—sit founil the lamp. I Master Carey is so certain that it Clarence,” blit my lady began, "I think to"— fs. Kate?” her husband said. She Nsed am] seemed to bo listening. Nit to open that letter ho has!” she plied Muter impetuously. “I have no doubt to Clarence. Now tho ro gn e P® s ought 0, i file scene to stand again in tho the lad’s r not way. I“K all nonsense, Thu letter may [some pre-nce’spresencohere, light on tho bishop’s and it schemes should r That is what I think.” [rat do you say, Carey?” her husband [ Vi,I kept silence. "Is not that rea with my elbows on tho table, I ;? n<i untwisted the fingers of my bands, gazing at them tho while as inspiration might come of them. * as 1 to do? I knew that tho three . ' Were upon me, and tho knowl “htractei me nnd prevented me ticking, though I seemed to be 8*0hard. "Well,” I burst out at , ; “munutauees aro certainly al seeno reason why Ishould not”— [k'L uttering to an exclamation, and our feet. “Oh, what a duchess cried, clasping her tuu clumsy, clumsy girl! What HZ ^ t[um nne ’ the s sleeve table as she Florentine turned ,,,, 0 a tej ’ "'tustcr Lindstrom’s greatest !a3, a dozen fragments i-v! .' : ,", 7 - n " Bst< wd Master and looked at it, nil ger. Bertio and jL q aaj Quite ’; The girl’s lip trembled, la, . white as she contem pij rjIn s he had caused, jy I°u have done it now!” tho , a Pitilessly. What woman °°k ulumslness in another 'Tt * °uly remains to pick ((,_ tu!!5s if up ' had done it— Here. -- - a man lorant ,lpthe Pieces- You will tr— “, C 5 ’ 0ur tale good to Master Z.™ down afterward.” m nno on ruy knees and helped Be fr M alice her incredulity had ^ kit* of She was so shaken 1 too ■Nether. ware in her hand Wh we had picked a JJ° ess t ^ )e ^turned smallest piece, the I rose, *. s.r. to former j, 1 open thi3 letter, then?" you will. Then the soots Have you got it about F } x ■§ in bedroom,” I answered. it a * a F there, and I must fetch : - I cnptlTl uedj pqju s- g M^i IS Xs7 CONYERS, GA„ SATURDAY, JUNE 1, 1895. ing as X opcEtt; ■ duor for mi.wesij Xfine to go out with her double handful of frag¬ ments, "it is absolutely necessary to read it, my lady?” "Mostcertainly,”she answered, gravely nodding with each syllable, "I think so. I will bo responsible." And Master Bertie nodded also. “So bo it,” I said reluctantly. And I was about to leave the room to fetch the letter, my bedroom being in a different part of the house, only connected with the main building by a covered passage, when our host rovurned. Ha told us that ho had removed a boat, and I staid awhile to hear if he had anything to re¬ port, and then, finding he had not, went out to go to my room, shutting the door behind me. Tho passago X have mentioned, which was merely formed of rough planks, was very dark. At the nearer end was the foot of the staircase leading to tho upper rooms. Farther along was a door in the side open¬ ing into the garden. Going straight out of the lighted room, I had almost to grope my way, feeling the walls with my hands. When I had about reached tho middle, I paused. It struck me that tho door into tho gardon must be open, for I felt a cold draft, of air strike my brow and saw, or fancied I saw, a slice of night sky and tho branch of a tree waving against it. I took a step forward, slightly shivering in the night air as I did so, and had stretched out any hand with tho intention of closing tho door when a dark form roso suddenly close to me, I saw a knife gleam in the starlight, and the next moment I reeled back into tho darkness of tho passage, a sharp pain in my breast. I knew at once what had happened to mo and leaned a moment against tho planking with a sick, faint feeling, saying to myself, "X have it this time!” Tho at¬ tack had been so sudden find unexpected, I had been taken so completely off my guard, that I had made no attempt either to striko or to clutch my assailant, and I supposo only tho darkness of the passage saved mo from another blow. But was one needed? The hand which I had raised instinctively to shield my throat waa wot with the warm blood trickling fast down my breast. I staggered back to the door pf the parlor, groping blindly for tho latch, seemed to he nil ago finding it, found it at last and walked in. The duchess sprang up at sight of me, “What," sho cried, backing from me, “what lias happened?" I sat “I havo been stabbed,” I said, and down. It amused mo afterward to recall what they all did. The Dutchman stared; my lady screamed loudly; Master Bertie whip¬ ped out his sword. Ho could make up his mind quickly enough at times. "I {Link he has gone,” I said faintly. Tho words brought tho duchess to her knees by my chair. Khw tore open my doublet, through which the blood was cod¬ ing fast. I made no doubt that I was a dead man, for I had never been wounded in this way before, and the blood scared me. I remember my prevailing idea Per¬ was a kind of stunned pity for myself. haps later—I hope so—I should have come to think of Petronilla and my uncle and other peoplo. But before this stago was reached tlio duchess reassured rno, "Cour ago, lad!” sho cried heartily, It is all right, Dick. Tho villain struck him on tho breast bone, an inch too low, and lias just ripped up a scrap of skin, It has blooded him for the spring, that Is all. A bit of plaster”=- waters," “And a drink of strong sug¬ gested the Dutchman soberly; his thoughts were always to tlio point \vheo they came. “Yes, that, too,” quoth my lady, "and he will bo all right.” emptied I thought so myself whon Iliad the cup they offered me. I had been a good deal shaken by tho events of the day. Tho sight of blood had further upset me, I really think it possible J might havo died of this slight hurt and my imagina¬ tion if I had been left to myself. But tho duchess’ assurance and the draft of schnapps, which seemed to send new blood through my veins, made 1110 feel ashamed of myself. If the duchess would have let me, I would at once have gono to search the premises. As it was, she’ made mo sit still while she ran to and fro for —_ searched hot water and plaster, and the men tho lower rooms and secured tlio door afresh. “And so you could see nothing of him?” our host asked when I10 and Master Bur tie returned, weapons in hand. "Nothing of his figure or face?” 1 "Nothing, save that ho wa3 short, answered, "shorter than I am, at any rate, and X fancy a good deal.” “A good deal shorter than you are? my lady said uneasily. “That is no clew. In this country nine peoplo out of ten aro that. Clarence, now, is not,” "No,” I said, "He is about tho same height. It was riot Clarence, ” '■Then who could it be?” sho muttered, rising and then with a quick shudder sit¬ ting down again. “Heaven help us, wu seem to bo in tho midst of foes! What could be the motive? And why should tho villain havo selected you? Why pick you out?” Thereupon a strange thing happened. Three pairs of English eyes met and sig¬ naled a common message eye to eye. No word passed, Pi but the roessago was ‘ % an Tree!’ When we had glancpd at ono an other, we looked all of us at our host looked somewhat guiltily. Ho was deep In thought, his eyes on the stove, hut ho seemed to abruptly. feel our gaze "Master upon Y him, an Tree and^he looked up — he said and stopped. well?” the duchess “You know him said, appealing to him softly. Mo feit a kind of sorrow for him and soniodolieacy, too, about accusing one of his countrymen of a thing so cowardly. "Do you think it is possible,” she continued, with an effort, “possible that ho cab have done this, Master Lindstrom?” "I have known him from a boy,” the merchant said, looking up, a hand on either knee, and speaking with a simplic ity almost majestic, "and never know him do a mean thing, madam. I know no more than that.” And he looked round ... in a fit of jealousy wi.c.1 - as brought Dymphna home- »Vp must _ - member that.” f “Yes, I would ho kf wtll 0 r * 8 «ts° f that matter, Bald the Dutchman heartily■ "And he has been hanging about tue pj a . SS p“ . (i V —s," ...ister" r.IfuTslTom rejoined pa¬ tiently, “yet I do not think he did this.” "Then who did?” she said, somewhat nettled. That was tho question. I had my opin¬ ion, as I saw Master Bertie and the duch¬ ess had. I did notdoubt itwas Van Tree, yet a thought struck me. "It might bo well,” I suggested, “that some one should ask Mistress Anne whether tho door open when she left the room. Sho passed out just In front of me.” "Hut she does not go by tho door,” my lady objected. "No; she would turn at once and go up stairs,” 1 agreed. “But she could see the door from the foot of tho stairs—if sho looked that way, I mean." The duchess assented and went out of tho room to put the question. Wo three, left together, sat staring at tho dull fianie of the lamp and were for tho most part si¬ lent, Master Bertio only remarking that it was after midnight. The suspicion ho and T entertained of Vail Tree’s guilt seemed to raiso a harrier between us and our host. My wound, slight as It was, smarted and burned, and ray head ached. After mid¬ night, was it? What a day it had been! When the duchess came back, as she did in a few minutes, both Anno and Dymph¬ na camo with her. The girls had risen hastily and were shivering with cold and alarm. Their eyes wero bright, tboir man¬ ner was excited. Tlioy wore fullcf sympa¬ thy and horror and wonder, as was nat¬ ural, of nervous fear for themselves too. But my lady cut short their exclamations. “Anno says sho did not notice tho door,” she said. "No,” tho girl answered, trembling vis¬ ibly as sho spoko. ‘T went up straight to bed. But who could it be? Did you see nothing of him as be struck you? Not a feature? Not an outline?” “No,” X murmured. "Did lie not say a word?” she continued, with strange insistence. “Was bo tall or short?” Her dark eyes, dwelling on mine, seemed to probo my thoughts, as though they challenged me to keep anything back from this morning?” her. “Was sho it suggested. thp man you hurt “No, ”1 answered reluctantly. “This man was short.” "Short, was he? Was it Mastor Van Tree, then?” Wo, who felt also certain that Itwas Van Tree, started nevertheless at hearing tho charge put into words before Dymphna. I wondered, and X think the others did, too, at Mistress Anne’s harshness. Even my lady, so blunt and outspoken by na¬ ture, had shrunk from trying to question the Dutch girl about her lover. Wo looked at Dymphna, wondering how sho would tako it. Wo had forgotten that sho could not understand English. But this did not serve her, for without a pause Mistress Auno turned to her and unfalteringly which said something in her scanty Dutch came to tho same thing. A word or two of questioning and explanation followed. Then tho meaning of the accusation dawned at last on Dyuiphna's mind. I looked for an outburst of tears or protes¬ tations. Instead, with a glance of wonder and great scorn, with a single indignant widening of her beautiful eyes, she replied by a curt Dutch sentence. “What does she say?” my lady ex¬ claimed eagerly. “Sho says,” replied Master Lindstrom, who was looking oil gravely, "that it is a base lie, madam. ” On that wo became spectators. It seemed to me, and I think to all of us, that tho two girls stood apart from us in a circlo of light by themselves, confront¬ ing ono another with sharp glances, as though a curtain had been raised from between them, and they saw ono another in their true colors and recognized somo natural antagonism or it might bo somo rivalry each in the other. I think I was not peculiar In feeling this, for we all kept silence for a space, os though expecting something to follow. In tho middle of this silenco thcro camo a low rapping at the door. One uttered a faint shriek; another stood as if tifrned to stono. Tho duchess cried for her child. Tho rest of us looked at one another. Midnight was past. Who could be abroad, who could want us at this hour? As a rule, wo should have been in bed and asleep long ago. We had no neighbors save the cotters on tho far side of tho island. We knew of no ono likely to arrive at this time with any good iu tent. "I will open,’" said Master Lindstrom, but ho looked doubtfully at tho women folk as ho said it. "One minute,” whispered tho duchess. “That table js solid and heavy. Could you not”— “Put it across tlio door?” concluded lwr husband, “Yee; wo will.” And it was done at once, tho two men—my lady would not let mo help—so arranging it that it prevented tho door being opened to its full width. “That will stop a rush, "said * Master Bortio, with satisfaction. It did strengthen the position, yet It was a nervous moment when our host pre¬ pared to lower tho bar. “Who is there?” ho cried loudly. Wo waited, listening and looking at one another, tho fear of arrest and the horrors of the inquisition looming largo in the minds of some of us at least. Tho an¬ swer, when it came, did not reassure us. , -j?. i&'-W % / If ifmMi — V£ ?• Y* hi' -> y . I m : Ai. It was uttered in a voice so low and muf that we gained no information and rather augured treachery the more. Ire wembcr noticing how each took the crisis; bow iviistrcss Anne's face was set hard an( j j, er breath came in jerks; how Dyrnph p ale and trembling. _ seeme d. I'f-JlQ. Tiavo" ryes new the duchess faced the entrance like a queen at hay. All this I took in at a glance. Then my gaze returned to Master Lindstrom as ho dropped the bar with a jerk. The door was pushed open at once as far ns it would go. A draft of cold air ennio in, and with it Van Tree. Ho shut tho door behind him. Never were six peoplo so taken aback ns we were. But the newcomer, whose face was flushed with haste and excitement, observed nothing. Apparently he saw nothing unexpected even in our presence down stairs at that hour, nothing hostile or questioning in tho half circle of aston¬ ished faces turned toward him. On tho contrary, ho seemed pleased. “Ah,” ho exclaimed guttarally, “it is well! Y’ou are up! Y’ou have taken tho alarm!” It was- was so surprised by tjiat and by Ills sudden np pearanco, so dumfouuded by bis easy ad¬ dress and the absence of all self conscious noss on bis part, so struck by a change in him, that I stared in silence. I could not believe that this was tho same half sby, half fierco young man who had (lung away n few hours before In a passion of jealousy. My theory that ho was the assassin seemed on a sudden extravagant, though here he was on tho spot. When Master Lindstrom asked: “Alarm? Wliat alarm?” I listened for ids answer as I should have listened for tho answer of a friend and ally, without hesitation, without distrust, for, in truth, tho man was transfigured— changed by the rise of something to the surface which ordinarily lay hid in him. Before he had seemed churlish, awkward, a boor. But in this hour of our need and of his opportunity he showed himself as he was. Action and purpose lifted him above his outward seeming. I caught the geuerous sparkle in his eye and trusted him. "What!” ha said, keeping his volco low. “Yon do net know? They arc coming to arrest you. l’hoir plan is to surround tho house before daybreak. Already there is a boat lying in tho river watching the landing stage.” "Whom are they coming to arrest?” 1 asked. Tho others were silent, looking at this strange messenger with mingled feel¬ ing. "All, I fear,” ho replied. "You, too, Master Lindstrom. Somo one has tracod your English friends hither and informed against you. 1 know not on what ground you aro included, but I fear the worst. There is not a moment to bo lost if you would escape by tlio bridgo before the troop who are on tho way to guard it ar¬ rives. ” "Tho landing stage, you say, is already watched?” our host asked, his phlegmatic coolness showing at its bust. His eyes roved round tho room, nnd ho tugged, ns was his habit when deep in thought, at his beard. I felt sure that ho was calcu¬ lating which of his possessions ho could remove. "Yes,” Van Tree answered. “My fa¬ ther got wind of tlio plan in Arnhcim. An English envoy arrived there yesterday on his way to Cleves or somo part of Ger¬ many. It is rumored that ho has como out of his road to inquire after certain English fugitives whom bis government aro anxious to seize. But, come, we havo no time to lose! Lot us go I” "Do you oomo, too?" .Master Lindstrom said, pausing in the act of turning away. Ho spoke in Dutch, but by some inspira¬ tion born of sympathy I understood both his question and tho answer. “Yes; I como. Where Dymphna goes I go, and whore she stops I stop, though it ho nt Madrid itself, ” tlio young man an¬ swered gallantly. His eyes kindled, and ho seemed to grow taller and to gain maj¬ esty. Tlio barrier of race, which had hin¬ dered mo from viewing him fairly before, fell in a trice. I felt now only a kindly sorrow that be had done this noblo thing and not I. I went, to him and grasped his hand, and though I said nothing ho seemed, after a single start of surprise, to understand mo fully’, lie understood me even hotter, if that were possible, ail hour later, when Dymphna had told him of her adventure with tho .Spaniard, and ho camo to me to thank me. Ordered myself to ho idle, I found all busy round mo, busy with a stealthy dili¬ gence. Master Lindstrom was packing his plate. Dymphna, pale, but with soft, hap¬ py eyes—for had sho notcauso to bo proud? —was preparing food and thick clothing. Tho duchess had fetched her child and was dressing it for the journey. Master Bertio was collecting small matters ami looking to our arms. In ono or other of these occupations—1 can guess 111 which— Vun Tree was giving ins aid. And so, sinco tho duchess would nut let me do anything, it chanced that presently I found myself left alone for a few minutes with Anne, 1 was not watching her. I was gnawing my nails in a fit of despondency, reflect¬ ing that I was nothing but a hindrance and a drawback to my friends, since when¬ ever a move had to be made I was sure to bo invalided, when I became aware, through somo mysterious sense, that my companion, who was kneeling on tho floor behind me, packing, had desisted from her work and was gazing fixedly at mo. I turned. Yes; sho was looking at mo, her eyes, in whfcli a smoldering fire seemed to burn, contrasting vividly with her pale faco and contracted brows. When she saw that I had turned—of which at first she did not seem aware—sho rose and camo to me and laid a hand on my shoulder nnd leaned over mo, A feeling that was very like fright fell upon me, her manner was so strange. “What is it?” I stammered as she still pored on mein silence, still main¬ tained her attitude. "What is tho matter, Anne?” “Arc you quite a fool?” sho whispered, her voice almost a hiss, her hot breath on my cheek. "Have you no sense left that you trust that man?” For a moment I failed to understand her. “What man?” I said. “Oh, Van Tree!” “Aye, \ an Tree! Who else? Will you gO Straight Into the trap ho has laid for you?” iSho moistened her lips With her tongue, as though they were parched. “You are all mad! Mad, I think! Don’t eyes close to mine, “that ho la jealous of you?” "Ho was, ” I said uneasily. “That Is a li right now. ” • "He was? He is!” sho retorted. "He went away wild with you. Ho comes back smil ing and holding out jiis band,__ Da you Oust 7 iiiu? TauTt you see—don't yon see, ’ ’ she cried, rocking mo to ami tro with her hand in her excitement, "that ho is fooling you? He is leading us all Into a trap that has been laid carefully enough. VVliat is this tale of an English envoy on his way to Germany? llubbish—rubbish, I toll you!” "Hut Clarence”— "Halil It was all your fancy!" she cried fiercely, her eyes for the moment flitting to the door, then returning to my face. "How should ho find us here? Or what has Clarence to do with an English en¬ voy?” , "I do not know,” I said. She had not in tho least persuaded me. In a rare mo¬ ment I had seen into Van Tree's stml and trusted him implicitly. "Hieaso take care,” I added, wincing under her hand. "You hurt me!” Elio sprang hack with a sudden change of countenance as if 1 had struck licr and for a moment cowered away from me, her former passion still apparent fighting for the mastery in her face. I sot down her condition to terror at tho plight wo were all in or to vexation that no ono would take her view. The next moment I went further. 1 thought her mad, when she turned abruptly from me, and Hying to tho door by which Van Tree had entered began with trembling lingers to roloaso tho pin which confined the bar. “Stop! Stop! You will ruin all!” I cried in horror. "They can soo that door from the river, and if they boo the light they will know wo are up and have taken tho alarm, and they may make a dash to se eurous. Stop, Anne! Stop!” € cried. But tho girl was deaf. Slio tugged desperately at tho pin and had already loosened tho bar when I caught her by the arms, and pushing her away set my hack against tho door. "Hun t bo foolish!” 1 said gently. "You have lost your head. You must lot us men settle these things, Anno.” She was indeed beside herself, for she faced me during a second or two ns though she would spring upon me and tear mo froln tho door. Her hands worked; her eyes gleamed; her strong white teeth showed themselves, ►shuddered. I had never pictured her looking like that. Then, as steps sounded on the stairs and oheorful voices—cheerful they seemed to mo ns they broke in on that strange scene ■—drew noarcr, sho turned, and walking deliberately to a seat fell to weeping bys terieally. "What nro you doing to that door?" cried the duchess sharply ns sho entered with tho others. I was securing tho bar again. “Nothing,” I said stolidly. "I am see¬ ing that it is fast." “And hoitytoity, miss!” sho continued, turning to Anno. "What has conic over you, I would like to know? .Stop crying, girl. What is the mattor with you? Will yon shame us all boforo this Dutch maid? Here, carry these things to the back door. ” Anno somehow stilled her soils and rose. Seeming by a great effort, to recover com¬ posure, sho went out, keeping her face to tho last averted from me. Wo nil followed, variously laden, Mas¬ ter Lindstrom and Van Tree, who carried between them tho plate chest, being the last to lcavo. There was not one of us, even of us who had only known the house a few weeks, who did not heave a sigh as wo passed out of tho warm lamp lit, par¬ lor, which, littered as it was with the dobris of packing, looked still pleasant and comfortable in comparison with tho darkness outside and the uncertain future before us. What, then, must have been tho pain of parting to those wlm bad never known any other homo? Yet they took it bravely. To Dymphna Van Tree’s return had brought groat happiness. To Master Lindstrom any ending to a long series of anxieties and humiliations was welcome. 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