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THE ARGUS, S1TURDAY, AUGUST 24, 1895.
WMORCr THE MfX IN
"A GENTLEMAN OFfP(VMCC,", 'rnrE:'.
tyiiaMT isa.ieY Cacscilpubluminc co. Ait n,erf ne 5evr
T:!I liiniali:' I stood thinking, my hnnd
t:n the key. T!;i) t aires of tlio rearmost of
t.i- ciinjiirat'irs koiii:1 ! more nnd nrbro
I iir tly rs tin y paKw .l up the shaft, until
tii. ir I:i:-L ncei iits died 111 the room above,
mi'I tiknco followed n cllcnco In strango
contrast with the bright glare of tlio
torches v.-bicli burned round me nnd lit
up tlio empty cellar ns fi r a feast I was
ttondcrlr.r? what hcwcttld soy when I told
him nil. when I said: "I am your Kin! I,
whom Providence has used to thwurt your
y.hir., iv1k.o life you sought, whom, with
out a though; of pity, you left to perish!
I inn your son!"
Infinitely I dreaded the moment when I
i.Iioiih! ti ll hh:i this m:d hear his answer,
iiml I Unwind with my hmid on tlio hey
in. til nn !ihrii t knocking on the other
i.hlo of tin- ti.ji r brought the blend to my
t w. Ill fori; I eoiilil turn tho key tho hasty
KiiiiniiofM was n prated anil frrew to a
frantic, hurriid drumming on tho hoards
imd which i-I.-iirily told of terror
vipmViilji i.nci-tvid mid ill mi iliht.ilit full
row ii A ho irso cry f el lowed, coming
ldlly to my r.'.ti through the thickness of
tlio floor, no I i lu.' next mnmrtt tho stout
pl.i.'ikii sliool ns u heavy weight full tyalnst
1 turiKjl the key and tlio door wns fiun,t
open from within. My futher stumbled
Tho htror.r light fcr an Instant blinded
him. nnd ho blinki d as an owl does
bmuaht to tlio Hiiiihhiun. Kv$i in lilm
tin' Ions hours mscd In solitude nnd tlio
blackness of dopalr h::d worked changes.
Ilia hair v. as prayer; in patches it was al
most wiiit-.', and then ugnlu dark, lie had
, pnawed hi.) lower lip, nnd there were
hlood.-t.-iin:) on it. Hi liiitnrhc, too, was
racd nnd torn, n.i if ho had gnawed that
also. Ills ryes went bloodshot, hid lean
f.icn wr.n white unci luiftj.-rd nnd fierce.
"Ha!" ho cried, treiuhlinv as ho peered
round, "I thought they had lift mo to
Kt-iirvel There wini rats In thcrel I
lie Ktoppud. lie saw Inn standiiiK hold
ing the cityo of tho door. Ho saw t lint
otherwise i 1k room was empty, the further
ilm.r le.-vllns to tho K.hnft open. An open
door! To him doubtless it deemed of all
sights t'.ni inc.t wonderful, the most heav
enly! His knees began to shako under
"What Is It?" ho muttered. "What
were they shouting about? I heard them
"Tho queen Is dying," I answered sim
ply, "or dead, mid you can do us no mora
hiirm. You nro free."
"Kree?" Ho repeated tho word, leaning
nu.iiii.-t tho wall, his eyes wild nnd glar
ing, his lips parted.
Ves; free," I answered in a lower voice
"freo to lit out Into tlio nir of heaven a
living mini!" 1 panned. For a moment I
could not continue. Then I added sol
emnly, "Sir, Providence litis saved you
from death and mo from n crime."
lie leigicd still against tho wall, dazed,
thunder.it ruck, almost incredulous, and
looked from me to the open door and back
li.iin ns if w ithout this constant testi
mony of Ins eyes hu could not bollevu in
"It was not Anne?" ho murmured.
"Sho did not"
"rdio tried to savo your life," I an
swered, "but they would not listen to
"Did she como here?"
As ho tpoko ho straightened himself
with nn effort nnd stood up. Jlo was
growing mom like himself.
"No," I answered, "r-'lii'sentfornicniid
tol l me her terms. Ittit Kingston and tlio
ihers wouh! not listen to them. You
would hnvo Ixvn dead now, thoU;h I did
all I could to snvu you, if Penruddocko
had not brought this news of tho queen."
he is dead?"
'Sho Is dying. Tho Spanish embassa
dor," I milled to clinch tho matter, fori
saw he doubted, 'Mile through hero this
afternoon to ay his court to tho Princess
Kilzabeth nt Hatfield."
Ho I. Miked down at the pround, think
ing deeply. Most men would have been
nimble to thiuX nt nil, unalilo to cunven
tr.ito their thoughts on anything save
their cscnpo from denth. lint n life of
daily ri.ik and hazard had no hardened
this man that I was certain, as I watched
him, that he was not praying nor plvini;
thanks. Ho was already pouderinu how
l.e mi j;lit mnke t he most out of the change:
how be mlht to the best ndvantago sell
his knowledge of too government wliosu
hours were numbered to the government
which soon would be. Tho life of intrigue
had btiiime second Ii :K tiro to him.
He looked up, nnd our eyes mil. We
pazni nt mm another.
"V1 y c.r' you here?" ho Slid curiously.
"Why did they leavo you? Why were you
tho mm tu stop fi set mo free. Master
"My name Is not Tarey." I answered.
"What Is it. then?" ho nskod carelessly.
'I'llnlile," I iitwwrncl softly.
riuilde!" Ho called It out. Even his
self mastery could not cope with this sur
pri. tTudd..." ho said ajraln said It
twice in n low r voice.
"Yes, flui'ide." 1 nnwcred, tneetintr
nnd yet s!,rlnkin;j from his questioning
eyes, "my nanie li flmlde. So Is yours. I
tried to snvu your life, because I learned
from J!htr-'sj Anne"
I paused. I shrank f.-om t iling him
that which, ns it sivmed to me, would
striko him t the greiind In shame and
horror. Hut bo had no fear.
"vimtr- be crletl. "What did
"Thnt yon are my father." I answered
slowly. "Iaru Francis Citable, the son
whom youdoM'rtcd many yenrs otronnd to
v.hom Sir Anthony gavo a homu at C'o
tm." I expected him to do anythinir except
what be did. Ho stared at mo with as
tonished eyes for a minute, and
low whistle Issued from his lies.
"My fon, oro you? ily son!" he sa'.d
oioHy. "And how long havo you knutvn
this, youn.-t sir?''
"Slrico yesterday," I mnnuurcd. Tho
words ho had usctl on that niornlr. nt
tSanton when ha had bidden medio and
rot were freh In tny memory in mv
MM'mory, not in his. I recalled his treach
try to tho duchess, his pursuit of us, his
departure with Anne, tho word in whjch
ho bad cussed me. lie rememhcriH appar
ently none of these things, but simply
pa;j (i nt me with a thoughtful smile.
"I wish I had known it before," he said
at last. "Things might havo been differ
ent. A pretty dutiful son you havo been!"
The sneer did me good. It recalled to
my mind what .Master Ilcrtio had said.
"There can be no question of duty be
tween us," I answered firmly. "What
duty I owe to any one of niy family I owe
to my unelo."
"Then why have you fold mo this?"
"Uecauso I thought it right you should
know it," I nnswwred, "were It oniy that,
knowing it, we may go different ways.
We hnvo nearly done ono another n mis
chief more than once," I added gravely.
Ho laughed. Hu was yit one whit
ahashed by the discovery, nor awed, nor
cast down. There wns even in his cynical
face, a gleam of kindliness nnd prido ns ho
scanned mn. Wo were almost of n height,
I tlifc taller by an inch or two, nnd In our
features I believe them was a likeness,
though not such as to Invito remark.
"You have gn.wn to bc chip of thoold
hlocl;," he said coolly. "I would as soon
have you for n son as another. I think on
tint who!o I am pleased. You talked cf
Providence Just now" this with a lauuh
of sercno amusement "and perharfs you
were rl-ht. Perhaps there Usueh n thing.
For I urn growing old, and, lo! it gives
mo a son tii t'lke care of mo."
I fhi.i;!: my In ad. I could uevir be, that
kind i f sou to Mm.
"Wait a Hit," lie said, frowning slight
ly. "You tl:i:;k your i.iile Is up and mine
Is down, and I enn t'.o you no good Jjovr,
but only barm. You nro iiliamed of mo.
Well, walr," ho continued, nodding confident!;,-.
"I'o r.i.t l o ton stiro that I can
iot help you. I have n wrecked a doz
en times, but, I never yet failed to find a
boat that woukl t i!.:' m to shore.''
Yes; he wns so arrogant l:i tho pride t
his many deceits that nn hour after hoaven
had stri triad out its hand to save hlm ho
denied its power and took tho glory to
himself. I did not know what to say to
him, bow to undeceive him, how to tell
him that it wns not tho fnilurn of his
treachery which shamed me, but tho
treachery Itself. I could only remain si
lent. And so ho mistook mo, and after pon
dering a moment with his chin in hia
hand ho continued:
"I have n pl.in, my lad. Tho queen
dies. Well I am no bigot long live tho
queen nnd tho Protestant religion! Tho
down will be up nnd tho up down, and
tlio Protestants wiil bo everything. It
will go hard then with those who cling to
tho old faith."
He looked at mo with a crafty smile, his
head on one siilo.
"I do not understand." I said coldly.
"Then listen. Sir Anthony will hold
by bis religion. He used to bo a choleric
gentleman and ns obstinate ns a mule. Ho
will need but to bo pricked up a little, nnd
ho will fc't into trouble with tho author
ities ns sure as eggs nro eggs. I will an
swer for it. And then"
"Well?" I said grimly. How wns I to
ohscrvo oven a show of respect fur him
when I was quivering with lierco wrnth
nnd nhhorrence? "Do you think thnt will
benefit you?" I cried. "Do you think that
you nro so high in favor with Cecil nnd the
Protestants thnt they will set you In Hit
Anthony's place? You!"
Ho looked at me still more craftily, not
put out by my indignation, but rather
amused by it.
"No, lad, not mo," ho replied, with tol
erant good nature, ' I inn somewhat
blown upon of lato. Hut I'rovidcnco has
not given mo back my son for nothing. I
am i:nt nlono in tho world now. I must
rememlicr my family. I must think a tit
tle of others as well ns of myself."
"What do you mean?" I said, recoiling.
IIo scanned me for a moment, with his
eyes half shut, his head on one side. Then
he laughed, a cynicnl, jarring laugh.
"(jood boy!" ho said. "Kxcellont boy!
He knows no more than ho I told. His
hands nro clean, nnd he has friends upon
tho winning side who will not sec him
loso a chance, should a chanco turn up.
IIo satislied. Keep your hands clean if
you like, boy. Wo understand ono an
other." Ho laughed agnln and tnrned nwny,
nnd, much ns I dreaded and disliked him,
there was something in tho indomitablo
nature of tho man which wrung from mo
a meed of admiration. Could the best of
men hnvo recovered more quickly from
despair? Could tho best of men, their plans
faiHng. havo begun to spin fresh webs
with equal patience? Could the most
courageous nnd faithful of those who have
tried to work the world's U ttering havo
faced tho downfall of their hopes with
stouter hearts, with more genuine resig
nation? Had as he was, ho h.id cournuo
and endurance beyond the common. Ho
came back to me when ho had gone a few
"Do you know where my sword Is?" ho
asked In a matter cf fact tone, as ono
might csk a question of nn old comrade,
1 found it cast aside lx bind tho door.
Ho took it from me, grumbling over a
uick In tho edge, which he had caused by
omo desperate blow when he was seized.
Ho fastened It on with nn oath. I could
not look nt tho sword without remember
ing how nearly he had taken my life with
it. Tii" recollection did not trouble hlm
in tho slightest.
"Now fnrewell!" he saW carelessly. "I
am g-iti'.g to turn over a new leaf and be
gin returning good for cviL Do you go to
your fricads and do your work, and I will
go to my friends and do mine."
Then, with a r.od, ho waited briskly
away, and I hoard hlm climb tho ladder
What was ho going to do? I wns so
deeply nmazed by tho Interview that I did
not understand. I had thought hlm a
wicked nmn, but had not conceived the
hardness of his nature. As I stood alone
looking round tho vnult I could hardly be
lieve that I had met and spoken to my fa
ther and told him I was his son and this
was all! I could hardly believe that ho
had gone away with this knowledge, un
moved and unrepentant, alike unwarned
by tho Providence which had uacd mo to
thwart his schemes and untouched by tho
benefieeneo which had thrioo held him
buck from tho crime of killing mo aye.
Woof even, against the long suffering
which had plucked him from tneanysa
and given him one more chance of repent
ance. I found Master Bertie in tho stables
waiting for mo with some impatience, of
which, upon the whole, I was glad, for I
had no wish to bo closely questioned, and
the account I gave him of tho interview
might nt another tiiuo have seemed dis
jointed and incoherent. He listened to it,
however, without a remark, and his next
words niado it clear that ho bad other
matters in his wind.
"I do not know what to do aliout fetch
ing tho duchess over," ho eaid. This
news seems to be true, and she ought to
bo here. "
"Certainly," I agreed.
'The country in general is well effected
to tho Princess Klizabcth," hn continued.
"Yet the interests of tho bishops, of the
Spanish faction and of some of the coun-
rhedurhcM itml I Imrc the cold pntknllj.
cil will lio in giving trouble To avoid
this wo should show our strength. There
fore 1 want the duelled to come over with
c!l speed. Will you fetch her?" bo added
shnrnly, turning to me.
"Will !?" 1 cried in surprise.
"Ye;, you. I rVmtict well go myself at
this crisis. Will you p; Instead?"
"Of course I will," I answered.
And tho prospect cheered mo wonder
fully. It gavo mo comuthing to do and
opened ii.y eyes to tlin creat change of
which Penruddocko had been the herald,
a change which was even then beginning.
As we redo down Higbgatu hill that day
messengers wcro speeding north and south
and east and west to Norwich and Dri.stol
and Canterbury and Coventry and York
n il!) th.i tidings thnt the somlier ralo un
der which Kiiglaud had gronued for five
yoars and more was coming to an end. If
in it dozen towns of Kngl.uid they roped
tliei? bells tfreiih; if in ovcry county, as
PenruddocUc had prophesied, they got
their tar barrels ready; if nil, savo a few
old fashionr J folk and a for gloomy big
ots and hysterical women, awoko us front
an evil dream; it even sunsihlo men 6awi;i
tho comhir; of tho young queen a panacea
for all their ills a quenching of Smiih
lield lires, ti Calais recovered, a euro for
thi worthless colnngo which hampered
tyde, and a riddimceuf worthless forcign
crTi who plundered it, with better roads,
purer justice, a fuller exchequer, moro fa
vorablo soiuuns if Kngland read nil this
in that news of IVnruddocko's, was it not
something t i us also?
It was indeed. Wo wcro saved at the
Inrt moment from tho dangerous enter
prise on which v.o had rashly embarked.
We had now etirh prospects before cs only
tlio success of that scheme, could have or
dinarily opened. Ease and honor instead
cf tlio gallows nnd to lio warm instead of
creaking iu tho wind! Thinking of this,
I fell into a better frnmo of mind as I jog
ged along toward London. For what,
lifter nil, was my father to tne, thnt his
existence should make me unhappy or rob
mine of nil pleasure? I had made a p'aco
for myself in the world. I had earned
friends for myself. Hu might tako away
my prido in the ono, but ho could never
rob inn of tho lovo of tho others of tlioso
who had eaten and drunk nnd fought and
suffered buiido r.io nnd for whom I, too,
had fought and sutXcrcd!
"A strango timo for tho swallows to
romo back," said my lady, turning to
sin lie. at mo as I rodo on her oS side
It would hnvo been strango indeed if
there had liccu swallows in tho air, for it
was tlio end of December. Tho roads
were frost bound and tho trees leafless.
Tho cast wind, gathering force in its rush
across tho Essex marshes, whirled boforo
it tho laot trophies of Hninault forest and
seemed ns it whistled by our cars and
shaved our faces to grudgo us the shelter
to which wo wcro hastening. Tho long
train liclilnd us for tho good times of
wlich we bad talked so often had come
wcro full of tho hugo iiro vo expected to
find at tlio inn nt Harking, our last stag3
on the road to London. And if the duch
ess nnd I hero the cold more patiently It
was probably liecause wo had moro food
for thought and perhaps thicker raiment.
"Do not hnko your head," she con
tinued, glancing at mo with mischief in
her eyes, "and flatter yourself you will
not go Lack, but will go on making your
self and some ono elso unhappy. You will
do nothing of tho kind, Francis. Before
tho spring comes you nnd I will rido over
the dr.iwbridgo at Coton Eud, or I am a
"I cannot eco that things nro changed,"
I saicj. . ,
"Sat changed:-" she replied. "When
you left, you wcro rjobody. Now you nro
somebody, if it 1 only in having a sister
with a dozen serving men In her train.
Leavo it to me. And now, thank heaven,
wo ara here! I am so stiff and cold you
must lift ir.c down. Wo have not to ride
far after dinner, I hope."
"Only seven miles," I answered as tho
host, who had been warned by an outrider
to expect us, caino runuing out with a
tail nt his heels.
"What news from London, Mnster land
lord?" I sahr to hlm n-iiio led us through
tho kitchec. where there waa Indeed a
great fire, but no chimney, and so to a
smaller room possessing both these lux
uries. Is oil quiet?"
"Certainly, your worship," ho replied,
bowinft and rubbing his hands. "Thtro
never w.-.s such nn aocessinn, nor more nlo
drunk, nor powder burned nnd I havo
seen three and thcro wns pretty shouting
at old King Harry 'a, but not like this.
Such a fair young queen, men report, with
a look of the stout kin about her, and
as -prudent nnd discreet ns if sho had
changed hcad3 with Wr William Cecil.
Hod blcrs her, say I, and send her a wise
"And a loving one," quoth my lady
"I am g!od all has gone off well," I'
continued, speaking to tho duchess as I
tnrned to the blazing hearth. "If there
had been blows, I would fain have been
; hero to strike one."
I "Nay, sir. not a finger has wagged
' against her, "tho landlord answered, kick-
ing tho logs together, "to speak cf. that
I is. your worship. I did hear today of a
! little troubla down in Warwickshire, but
it is no mora than a storm in a wasbtuo,
I am told."
"la Warwickshire?" I said, arrested In
the act of taking off my cloak by tho fa
miliar name "In what part, my man?"
I am not clear about that, sir, cot
knowing the country," be replied, "bnt I
heard that a gentleman there had fallen
foul of her grace's orders about church
matters and beaten toe officers sent to see
them carried cut. and. that, when the
sheriff remonstrated with him, ho bent
him too. But I warrant they will soon
bring him to his senses."
r-Did you hear his name?" I nnked.
There was a natural lui-givlng In my
micd. Warwickshire was large, and yet
something in tho tale smacked of Sir An
thony. "1 did hear it," the host answered,
scratching his hesd, "but I cannot call it
tu mind. I .think I should know it if I
"Was it Sir Anthony Cludde?" '
"It was that very same name!" he ex
claimed, clapping Ids hands in wonder.
"To bo suoI Your worship has it pat!"
I slipped back into my cloak again and
snatched up my hat and whip, but the
duchess was as quick. Sho stepped be
tween ma and tho door.
"Sit down, Francis!" sho said imperi
ously. "What would you l;o nt?"
"What would I bo nt" I cried, with
emotion. I would t;o with my imclo. I
shall tako horse at onco nnd rido Warwick
shire way with all speed. It is posslblo
that I may be l:i timo to avert tho conse
quences. A t least I can seo that my cousin
comes to no harm."
"(iood lad," sho said placidly, "yon
shall start tomorrow."
" Tomorrow?" I cried impatiently. " Bnt
time is everything, madam."
"You shall start tomorrow, " sho repent
ed. "Timo is not everything, firebrand!
If you Hart t-xiny. what can you do?
Nothing! No more thnn if tho thing had
happened three years ao, before you met
me. But tomorrow, when you havo seen
the secretary of state, as I promise you you
shall, this evening if ho bo in London to
morrow you shall go iu a different charac
ter mid with credentials. "
" Yon will do this for mc?" I exclaimed,
leaping up and taking her hand, for I saw
in a moment tho wisdom of the course sho
proposed. "You will get mo"
"I will get you something to tho pur
pose," my lady answered roundly. Some
thing that shall save your uncle if thcro
lx) any power in Kngland can save him.
You shall hnve it, F'rauk," sho added, her
color rUing nnd her eyes filling as I kissed
her Land, "though I have to tako Master
Secretary by the beard!"
Late, as I hnvo heard, on the afternoon
of Nov. t'O, inas, a man riding between
Oxf-td nnd Worcester with tho news of
tho q oen's death caught sight of thogato
wny tower nt Coton End, which is plainly
visible from the road. Though ho had al
ready drunk that day as much ale -as
would have sufiiced him for a week' when
tho queen was well, yet much wants more,
IIo calculated ho had timo to stop and
tasto the squire's brewing, which ho
judged, from the look of the tower, might
bo worth his news, and ho rodo through
tho gato and railed at lis nag for stum
bling. Half way across tho chaso bo met Sir
Anthony. Tlio old gentleman was walk
ing out, with his staff in Lis hand and bis
dogs behind hiin, tu take the air before
supper. Tho man, whilo ho was still a
hundred paces off, began to wave his hat
and shout something which nlc and ex
citement rendered unintelligible.
" What Is tho .natter?" said S,ir Anthony
to himself, and hu stood still.
"Tlio queen is dead!" shouted the mes
senger, swaying in his saddle.
The knight stared.
"Aye, Bure!" ho ejaculated after awhile,
and ho took off hia hat. "Is it true,
"As true as thnt I left London yester
day afternoon and have never drawn rein
since!" swore tho knave, who had been
three- days uu tho road nnd had drunk at
every hostel nnd at half tho manor houses
between London and Oxford.
"Uod rest her soul!" said Sir Anthony
piously, still in somewhat of a maze,
"And do you como in) Como In, man,
and take something."
But tlio messenger hod got his formula
by heart and was not to bo defrauded of
any part of it.
"Uod save tho qucon!" ho shouted, nnd
out of respect for tho knight ho slipped
from his saddlo and promptly fell on his
back in the road.
"Ayo, to bo sure, God savo tho queen!"
o.'lnvd Sir Anthony, taking off his hat
agnia. "Y'ou arj right, man!" Then he
hurried on, not noticing tho messenger's
He found a iri sinyuhtr ornament su-
7cit?il Inside her lattice.
mlshnp. The tidings ho had heard seemed
of such importance, and he wns so anxious
to tell them to his household for tho
greatest men have weaknesses, and news
such ns this comes seldom in a lifetimes
that he strode on to too house and over tho
drawbridge into tho courtyard without
looking behind him.
Ho loved order and decent observance,
but thcro are times when a cat, to get to
the crcsm pan, will wet its feet. He stood
now in tho middle of the courtyard, and
raising his voice shouted for his daughter.
"Ho, Petroniila, do you hear, girl! Fa
ther! Father Carey! Martin Luther!
Baldwin f and so on until half the house
hold wero collected. "Do you hear, all of
you? Tho queen is dead! God rest her
"Amen!" said Father Carey, as became
him, putting in his word amid the won
dering silence which followeJ, while Mar
tin Luther and Baldwin, who were wash
ing themselves at the pump, stood with
their heads dripping and their mouths
"Amen!" echoed the knight, "And
long live the queen! Iong live Queen
Elizabeth!" he continued, having now gut
his formula by heart. And he swnng his
There was a cheer, a fairly loud cheer,
bat there was ono who did not join In it,
and that was Fetro&lUa. Sba. listening
at ncr lattice up stairs, began at once to
think, as was her habit when any matter
great or small fell out, whether this would
affect tbo fortunes of a certain person far
away. It might, It might not. She did
not know. But the doubt so far enter
tained her that she came down to supper
with a heightened color, not thinking In
the least, poor girl, that tho event might
havo dire consequences for ot hers almost
as dear to ber and nearer homo.
Every year since his sudden departure a
letter from Francis Cluddo had come to
Coton a meager letter, which had passed
through many hands and reached Sir An
thony now through ono channel, now
through another. Tho knight grumbled
and swore over theso letters, which never
contained nn address to which an tonswer
could bo forwarded, nor said much, save
thnt tho writer was well and sent his lovo
and duty and looked to return, all being
wclL But, monger as they were and loud
as he swore over them, ho put them reli
giously away In an oak chest In his parlor,
and another always put away for her sharo
something else, which was invariably in
closed a tiny swallow's feather. Tl.o
knight never said anything about the
feather, noitber asked tho meaning of its
presenco nor commented upon its absence
when Petroniila pave hlm back the letter.
But for days after each of these arrivals
he would look much at his daughter,
would follow her about with his eyes, Ik
more regular in bidding her attend him
in his walk and moro particular In seeing
tbnt she had tho tidbits of the joint.
For Petroniila, it, cannot lie said, though
I think in after times sho would hnve
liked to muko some olio believo it, that
she wasted nwny. But she did tako a mom
serious and thoughtful r.ir In these d;:;, s,
wLich she never, tiod bless her, lost after
wnrd. There came from Wootton Wawen
aud from Henley in Arden and from
Cuokhill gentlemen of excellent estate to
woo her, but they all went awny discon
solate after drinking very deeply cf Sir
Anthony's alo and strong waters. And
some wondered that the good knight did
not roundly take tho jade to task aud seo
But ho did net. So possibly even in
theso days ho had other views. I have
been tcld thnt, going up once to her little
chamber to seek her, ho found a very sin
gular ornament susjicudcd inside her lat
tice. It was no other than a common clay
house martin's nest, but it was so deftly
hung iu n netted bag and so daintily
swathed in moss always green and tho
Christmas rosos ami snowdrops and violets
and daffodils which decked it in turn wero
always so pure and fre&li and bright as
the knight learned by moro than ono
stealthy visit afterward thnt, coming
down the stivp steps, he could not seo
clearly and stumbled against a cookboy
and K-ut him soundly fur getting in his
To Tftm, hnwevcr. Tho news of tho
queen's death had scarcely been well di
gested ut CViton, nor tho mns9forbcr soul,
which F'athcr Carey celebrated with much
devotion, been properly criticised, before
nnutber surprise fell upon tho household.
Two strangers arrived, riding, Into one
evening, and rang tlio groat liell whilo all
wero at supper. Baldwin and tho porter
went to seo what It was and brought back
a messngo which drew the knight from
his chair as n terrier draws a rat,
"Y'ou are drunk!" hu shouted, purple in
tho face and fumbling for tlio stick which
usually leaned against his seat ready for
emergencies. "How dare you bring cock
and bull stories to me?"
'It Is true euo-jgh!" muttered Baldwin
sullenly, a stout, dour nmn, not much
afraid of his muster, but loving him ex
ceedingly. "I knew him agin myself."
Sir Anthony strodo firmly out of tho
room, and in tho courtyard near the groat
gato found a man and a woman standing
in the dusk. IIo walked up to tho former
and looked hliu in tho face. "What do
you here?" ho said In a strange, hard
"I want shelter for n night for myself
and my wife, a meal and somo words with
you no more," was tho answer. "Give
me this," tho stranger continued, "which
every idle- passerby may cluiiu at Coton
End, and you shall see no moro of mo,
For a moment tho knight seemed to
hesitate. Then ho answered, pointing
sternly with bis hand: "Thcro is tho hall,
and cupper. Co and cat nnd drink, or
stay!" ho resumed. And ho turned and
gave conic orders to Baldwin, who went
swiftly to the hall, and in a moment cumc
again. "Now, go! What you. want tho
servants will prepare for you."
"I want speech of you," said tha new
comer. Sir Anthony seemed about to refuse,
but thought better of it. " You can como
to luy room when you havo supped," he
said in the 6ano ungracious touo, speaking
with his eyes averted.
"And you do you not tako supper?"
"I hnvo finished," said tho knight, al
beit he had eaten little. And he turned
on his heel.
Very few of tlioso who fiat round tho
table nnd watched with, astonishment tho
tall stranger's entrance knew him again.
It was IU years since Ferdinand Cluddo
liad lust sat there sitting there of right.
And the 13 years had worked much chango
in him. When he found thnt Petroniila,
obeying her father's messngo, had disap
peared, ho said haughtily that his' wifo
would sup in her own room, and with a
flashing eye and curling lip budo Baldwin
see to it. Then, seating himself in a place
next Sir Anthony's, ho looked down tho
board nt which all sat silent. Ills sarcas
tic eye, his high bearing, his manner tho
manner of ouo who had gono lung with
his life in his hand awed these simple
folk. Then, too, ho was a Cluddo. Father
Corey wns absent that evening. Martin
Luther had one of those turns, half sick,
half sullen; which alternated with bis
moods of merriment and kept his straw
pallet in some corner or other. Tiicro was
no one to came between the servants and
this dark vkaged stranger, who was yet
He had his way and his talk with Sir
Anthony, tha latter lasting far Into tho
night and producing odd results. In tho
tlrsv place, the unbidden guest and his
wifo itald on over next day and over
many days to come and seemed gradually
to grow more and more at home. Tho
knight began to take long walks and rides
with his brother, and from each walk and
rido canio back with a more gloomy face
and a curtcr manner. Petroniila, his com
panion of old, found herself set asldo for
her undo and cast, for society, on Ferdi
nand's wife, the strange young woman
with the brilliant eyes, whose odd changes
from grave to gay rivaled Martin Luther's,
and who now scared the " girl by wild
langbtcr and wilder gibes and cow moved
her to pity by fits of weeping or dark
moods of gloom. That I'ncle Ferdinand's
wifo stood In dread of her husband Pe
troniila soon learned and even began to
share this dtead, to shrink from his pres
ence and to shut herself up mote and more
closely in her own chamber.
There was another, too, who grew to be
troubled about this time, and that was
Father Carey. The good naturcd, easy
priest received with joy and thankfulness
tho news that Ferdinand Cludde had seen
his errors and re-entered the fold, but
wheu be had had two or three Interviews
with tho convert his brow, too, grew
clouded and his mind troubled. IIo
learned to see that tho accession of the
ymiug Protestant queen must bear fruit
for which ho bad a poor appetite. Ho be
gan to spend many hours in tlio church,
tho church which ho had known all bis
life, and wrestled much with himself, if
his face were any index to his soul. Good,
kindly man. ho was not of tho stuff of
which martyrs are inndo, nnd to bo forced,
pushed on and goaded Into becoming a
mnrtyr against one's will well, the fa
ther' position was a hard ono, as was
that in thoso days of many a good and
learned clergyman bred In ono church and
bidden suddenly, on pain of losing Ids
livelihood, if not bis life, to migrate to
Tho'vifcitnrs bad been In the houso a
month and In that mouth an observant
eye might havo noted much change,
though all things in seeming went on as
before when tho queen's orders enjoining
all priests to read tho service, or a great
part of it, in English, camo down, being
forwarded Ly the sheriff to Father Carey.
Tho missive arrived on a Friday and had
been Indeed long expected.
"What sbidl you do?" Ferdinand asked
'As befrel" tho tall old mau replied,
gripping his staff moro firmly. It was no
new subject liotwoon them. A hundred
times they had discussed It already, even
as they were now discussing it, on Uio ter
race by the llshpool, with tho cjiurch
which adjoins tho house full In view across
the garden. "I will havo no mushroom
faith at Coton End," tho knight contin
ued warmly. "It sprang up under King
Henry, and bow lung did it last? A year
or two. It enmo In again under King F-d-ward,
and iiow long did it lost? A year
or two. So it will bo again. It will not
"I inn of thnt mind," the younger man
answered, nodding bis head gravoly.
'Of course you arc!" Sir Anthony re
joined ns he rested one hand on the sun
dial. "For ten generations our forefathers
have worshiHti in thnt church after tho
old fashion, and shall it bcchangcdlu my
day? Heaven forbid! Tito old fashion did
for my fathers. It shall do for mo. Why,
I would as soon cxKct that tho river yon
der should How backward as that the
church which hns stood for centuries, and
more years to the back of them tlint) I can
count, should bo swept away by these hot
gosuelers! I will hnvo none of them! I
wiii havo no new faugled ways at Coton
"Well, I think you nro right!" the
younger brother said. By what moans ho
had brMghttho knight to this mind with
out con mining himself mora fully I can
not tell. Yet so it was. Ferdinand showed
himself always tho cautious doubter. Fa
ther Carey even must have duno hlm that
justice. . But and this was strango the
more doubtful hu showed himself the moro
stubborn grew his brother. There nro men
so shrewd as to pass off stones for bread,
and men so simple minded as to take some
thing less than tho word for the deed.
"Why should it como In our tlmof"
cried Sir Anthony fracliously.
"Why indeed:-" quoth the subtle one.
"I 6ay, why should It como now? I
havo heard and read of the sect called Lol
lards who gavo trouble nwhilo ago. But
they passed, nnd tho church stood. So
will these gospelcrs pass, and tbo church
"That isour exporienco certainly," said
"I hate change!" tho old man con
tinued, his eyes on the old church, tho old
timbered house for only tho gateway
tower nt Coton is of stone tho old yew
trees in tho churchyard. "I do not be! lovo
in ft, and, what is more, I will nut havo
it. As my fathers havo worshiped so will
I, though it cost mo every rood of land! A
fig for tho order in council!"
- "If you really will uot chango with the
"I -will not!" replied the old knight
sharply. "There is an end of It!"
Today tho reformed church in England
has seen many nn anniversary and grown
stronger with each year, and we can afford
to laugh at Sir Anthony's arguments. Wo
know better than ho did, for the proof ot
the pudding is in the eatiug. But in him
and his fellows, who had only tho kuowl
odgo of their own day, such arguments
were natural enough. All time, all ex
perience, all history and custom and habit
df. known to them wero on their sido.
Only it was onco again to be tbo battlo of
David and tho giant ot Gath. Sir An
thony had said, "There is au end of It!"
But his companion, as he presently strolled
up to tho house with a smilo on hie satur
nine face, well knew that this was only
tho beginning of It. This was Friday.
On tho Sundny, a rumor of tlm order
having gono nbroad, a larger congregation
than usual streamed across tbo chase to
church, prepared to hear somo new thing.
They wero disappointed. Sir Anthony
stalked in, as of old, through tho doublo
ranks of people waiting at tho door to re
coivo him, and after him Ferdinand and
bis wifo and Petroniila and, Baldwin and
every servant from tho houso save a cook
or two and tho porter. The church was
full. Seldom bad such a congregation
been seen In it. But nil passed as of old.
Father Carey's hand shook indeed, and bis
voice quavered, but be went through the
ceremony of tho mass, and all was done
fn Latin. A little chango would have been
plcaaaut, somo thought. But no ono in
this comiiiy place on tho borders cf tbo
forest held very strong views. No bishop
had come heretic hunting to Coton End.
No abbey existed to excite disliko by its
extravagance, or by its license, or by the
swarm of ragged idlers It supported. Fa
ther Carey was tho most harmless and
kindest of men. Tho villagers did not care
one way or. tho ctber. To them Sir An
thony was ling, and If anyone felt tempt
ed lo interfere the old knight's face, as he
gazed steadfastly at the brass effigy of a
Cluddo who had fallen Iu Spain fighting
against tho Moors, warned the mod tiler to
And so on that Sunday all went well.
But soma ono must havo told tales, for
early in tbo week there came a strong let
ter of remonstranco froxu the sheriff, who
was an old friend ot Sir Anthony, and of
his own free will, I fancy, would have
winked. But he was committed to the
Protestants and bound to stand or fall
with them. The choleric knight sent back
an' answer Ly the sanio messenger. The
sheriff replied, the knight rejoined hav
ing his brother always at bis elbow. The
upshot ot tha correspondence was an an
nouncement on the part of the sheriff that
he should send bis ofucers to the next serv
ice to see that the queen's order was
obeyed and a reply on tha part of Sir An
thony that he should as certainly put the
men In the duck pond. Some Inkling of
this state of things got abroad and spread
as a September lira flies through a wood,
so that there was liks to be nob a eongra
nUoa as tha next service to witness (be
trial of strength as would throw the last
Sunday's gathering altogether Into the
It was clear at last that Sir Anthony
himself did not think that there was the
end ot it, for on that Saturday afternoon
he took a remarkablo walk. Ho called
Petrouilla after dinner and bade her get
bcrbood and como with him, and tho girl,
who bad scon so little of her father in tho
last month, and who, what with rumors
and fears and surmises, was eating bcr
heart out, obeyed him with joy. It was a
fine frosty day near tho close of Ocremhcr.
Sir Anthony led tho way over tho plank
bridge which crossed the moat in tho rear
of tho bouse and tramped steadily through
tho homo farm toward a hill railed tho
Woodman's View, which marked tho lor
der of tho forest. IIo did not talk, but
neither was ho sunk in reverio. As he en
tered oach field he stood and scanned it, at
times merely nodding, at times smiling:
or again muttering a few words such as,
"Tho three acre pioee! My father Inclosed
it!" or, "That is where Ferdinand killed
tho old marc!" or, "Tho best land for
wheat on this side of the house!" Tho
bill climbed, ho stood a long time gating
over tho landscape, eying first tho fields
aud meadows which stretched away from
his feet toward the houso, tho latter, as
seen from this point, losing all its statcli
uess Iu the mass o! stacks and ricks and
barns and granaries which surrounded It,
Then his eyes traveled farther In thcsniiio
lino to the broad expanse of woodland
Coton Chase through which tlio rrwd
passed nlonjt a lidgu as straight n an ar
row. To tho right were. more fields, ami
here and there amid them a homestead
w.ith its smaller ring of stacks and barns.
When ho turned to tho loft, his eyes, pass
ing over tho shoulders of Brant bill and
Mill Head copse and Beacon bill, nil bul
warks ot tho forest, followed the streak if
river as it wound away toward Stratford
through luscious flood meadows, lu re grow
ing wide and there narrow as tho wood
land advanced or retreated.
"It Is all mine," ho said as much to
himself ns to the girl. " It Is all Cluddo
land ns far as you ran ace."
Thcro were tears in her eyes, and sho
had to turn away to ooncxvnl them. Why
sho hardly knew, fur ho said nothing mure,
and be w alked dow n tha hill dry eyed, but
all tho way home ho still looked sharply
about, noting this or that, ns If lio wero
bidding fan-well to tbo old Tamillar ob
jects, tho spinneys and copses aye, and
the very gates and gaps and tho hollow
frees where the owls built. It was th.i sad
dest and must pathetio walk tho girl hud
ever taken. Yet there was nothing said.
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