Part 63 (1/2)
They came on accordingly, and proved to be, as Claud Halcro had suggested, a patrol sent out to watch the motions of the pirates, and to prevent their attempting descents to damage the country.
They heartily congratulated Claud Halcro, who was well known to more than one of them, upon his escape from captivity; and the commander of the party, while offering every a.s.sistance to the ladies, could not help condoling with them on the circ.u.mstances in which their father stood, hinting, though in a delicate and doubtful manner, the difficulties which might be in the way of his liberation.
When they arrived at Kirkwall, and obtained an audience of the Provost, and one or two of the Magistrates, these difficulties were more plainly insisted upon.--”The Halcyon frigate is upon the coast,” said the Provost; ”she was seen off Duncansbay-head; and, though I have the deepest respect for Mr. Troil of Burgh-Westra, yet I shall be answerable to law if I release from prison the Captain of this suspicious vessel, on account of the safety of any individual who may be unhappily endangered by his detention. This man is now known to be the heart and soul of these buccaniers, and am I at liberty to send him aboard, that he may plunder the country, or perhaps go fight the King's s.h.i.+p?--for he has impudence enough for any thing.”
”_Courage_ enough for any thing, you mean, Mr. Provost,” said Minna, unable to restrain her displeasure.
”Why, you may call it as you please, Miss Troil,” said the worthy Magistrate; ”but, in my opinion, that sort of courage which proposes to fight singly against two, is little better than a kind of practical impudence.”
”But our father?” said Brenda, in a tone of the most earnest entreaty--”our father--the friend, I may say the father, of his country--to whom so many look for kindness, and so many for actual support--whose loss would be the extinction of a beacon in a storm--will you indeed weigh the risk which he runs, against such a trifling thing as letting an unfortunate man from prison, to seek his unhappy fate elsewhere?”
”Miss Brenda is right,” said Claud Halcro; ”I am for let-a-be for let-a-be, as the boys say; and never fash about a warrant of liberation, Provost, but just take a fool's counsel, and let the goodman of the jail forget to draw his bolt on the wicket, or leave a c.h.i.n.k of a window open, or the like, and we shall be rid of the rover, and have the one best honest fellow in Orkney or Zetland on the lee-side of a bowl of punch with us in five hours.”
The Provost replied in nearly the same terms as before, that he had the highest respect for Mr. Magnus Troil of Burgh-Westra, but that he could not suffer his consideration for any individual, however respectable, to interfere with the discharge of his duty.
Minna then addressed her sister in a tone of calm and sarcastic displeasure.--”You forget,” she said, ”Brenda, that you are talking of the safety of a poor insignificant Udaller of Zetland, to no less a person than the Chief Magistrate of the metropolis of Orkney--can you expect so great a person to condescend to such a trifling subject of consideration? It will be time enough for the Provost to think of complying with the terms sent to him--for comply with them at length he both must and will--when the Church of Saint Magnus is beat down about his ears.”
”You may be angry with me, my pretty young lady,” said the good-humoured Provost Torfe, ”but I cannot be offended with you. The Church of Saint Magnus has stood many a day, and, I think, will outlive both you and me, much more yonder pack of unhanged dogs. And besides that your father is half an Orkneyman, and has both estate and friends among us, I would, I give you my word, do as much for a Zetlander in distress as I would for any one, excepting one of our own native Kirkwallers, who are doubtless to be preferred. And if you will take up your lodgings here with my wife and myself, we will endeavour to show you,” continued he, ”that you are as welcome in Kirkwall, as ever you could be in Lerwick or Scalloway.”
Minna deigned no reply to this good-humoured invitation, but Brenda declined it in civil terms, pleading the necessity of taking up their abode with a wealthy widow of Kirkwall, a relation, who already expected them.
Halcro made another attempt to move the Provost, but found him inexorable.--”The Collector of the Customs had already threatened,” he said, ”to inform against him for entering into treaty, or, as he called it, packing and peeling with those strangers, even when it seemed the only means of preventing a b.l.o.o.d.y affray in the town; and, should he now forego the advantage afforded by the imprisonment of Cleveland and the escape of the Factor, he might incur something worse than censure.” The burden of the whole was, ”that he was sorry for the Udaller, he was sorry even for the lad Cleveland, who had some sparks of honour about him; but his duty was imperious, and must be obeyed.” The Provost then precluded farther argument, by observing, that another affair from Zetland called for his immediate attention. A gentleman named Mertoun, residing at Jarlshof, had made complaint against Snailsfoot the Jagger, for having a.s.sisted a domestic of his in embezzling some valuable articles which had been deposited in his custody, and he was about to take examinations on the subject, and cause them to be restored to Mr.
Mertoun, who was accountable for them to the right owner.
In all this information, there was nothing which seemed interesting to the sisters excepting the word Mertoun, which went like a dagger to the heart of Minna, when she recollected the circ.u.mstances under which Mordaunt Mertoun had disappeared, and which, with an emotion less painful, though still of a melancholy nature, called a faint blush into Brenda's cheek, and a slight degree of moisture into her eye. But it was soon evident that the Magistrate spoke not of Mordaunt, but of his father; and the daughters of Magnus, little interested in his detail, took leave of the Provost to go to their own lodgings.
When they arrived at their relation's, Minna made it her business to learn, by such enquiries as she could make without exciting suspicion, what was the situation of the unfortunate Cleveland, which she soon discovered to be exceedingly precarious. The Provost had not, indeed, committed him to close custody, as Claud Halcro had antic.i.p.ated, recollecting, perhaps, the favourable circ.u.mstances under which he had surrendered himself, and loath, till the moment of the last necessity, altogether to break faith with him. But although left apparently at large, he was strictly watched by persons well armed and appointed for the purpose, who had directions to detain him by force, if he attempted to pa.s.s certain narrow precincts which were allotted to him. He was quartered in a strong room within what is called the King's Castle, and at night his chamber door was locked on the outside, and a sufficient guard mounted to prevent his escape. He therefore enjoyed only the degree of liberty which the cat, in her cruel sport, is sometimes pleased to permit to the mouse which she has clutched; and yet, such was the terror of the resources, the courage, and ferocity of the pirate Captain, that the Provost was blamed by the Collector, and many other sage citizens of Kirkwall, for permitting him to be at large upon any conditions.
It may be well believed, that, under such circ.u.mstances, Cleveland had no desire to seek any place of public resort, conscious that he was the object of a mixed feeling of curiosity and terror. His favourite place of exercise, therefore, was the external aisles of the Cathedral of Saint Magnus, of which the eastern end alone is fitted up for public wors.h.i.+p. This solemn old edifice, having escaped the ravage which attended the first convulsions of the Reformation, still retains some appearance of episcopal dignity. This place of wors.h.i.+p is separated by a screen from the nave and western limb of the cross, and the whole is preserved in a state of cleanliness and decency, which might be well proposed as an example to the proud piles of Westminster and St. Paul's.
It was in this exterior part of the Cathedral that Cleveland was permitted to walk, the rather that his guards, by watching the single open entrance, had the means, with very little inconvenience to themselves, of preventing any possible attempt at escape. The place itself was well suited to his melancholy circ.u.mstances. The lofty and vaulted roof rises upon ranges of Saxon pillars, of ma.s.sive size, four of which, still larger than the rest, once supported the lofty spire, which, long since destroyed by accident, has been rebuilt upon a disproportioned and truncated plan. The light is admitted at the eastern end through a lofty, well-proportioned, and richly-ornamented Gothic window; and the pavement is covered with inscriptions, in different languages, distinguis.h.i.+ng the graves of n.o.ble Orcadians, who have at different times been deposited within the sacred precincts.
Here walked Cleveland, musing over the events of a misspent life, which, it seemed probable, might be brought to a violent and shameful close, while he was yet in the prime of youth.--”With these dead,” he said, looking on the pavement, ”shall I soon be numbered--but no holy man will speak a blessing; no friendly hand register an inscription; no proud descendant sculpture armorial bearings over the grave of the pirate Cleveland. My whitening bones will swing in the gibbet-irons, on some wild beach or lonely cape, that will be esteemed fatal and accursed for my sake. The old mariner, as he pa.s.ses the Sound, will shake his head, and tell of my name and actions, as a warning to his younger comrades.--But, Minna! Minna!--what will be thy thoughts when the news reaches thee?--Would to G.o.d the tidings were drowned in the deepest whirlpool betwixt Kirkwall and Burgh-Westra, ere they came to her ear!--and O! would to Heaven that we had never met, since we never can meet again!”
He lifted up his eyes as he spoke, and Minna Troil stood before him. Her face was pale, and her hair dishevelled; but her look was composed and firm, with its usual expression of high-minded melancholy. She was still shrouded in the large mantle which she had a.s.sumed on leaving the vessel. Cleveland's first emotion was astonishment; his next was joy, not unmixed with awe. He would have exclaimed--he would have thrown himself at her feet--but she imposed at once silence and composure on him, by raising her finger, and saying, in a low but commanding accent,--”Be cautious--we are observed--there are men without--they let me enter with difficulty. I dare not remain long--they would think--they might believe--O, Cleveland! I have hazarded every thing to save you!”
”To save me?--Alas! poor Minna!” answered Cleveland, ”to save me is impossible.--Enough that I have seen you once more, were it but to say, for ever farewell!”
”We must indeed say farewell,” said Minna; ”for fate, and your guilt, have divided us for ever.--Cleveland, I have seen your a.s.sociates--need I tell you more--need I say, that I know now what a pirate is?”
”You have been in the ruffians' power!” said Cleveland, with a start of agony--”Did they presume”----
”Cleveland,” replied Minna, ”they presumed nothing--your name was a spell over them. By the power of that spell over these ferocious banditti, and by that alone, I was reminded of the qualities I once thought my Cleveland's!”
”Yes,” said Cleveland, proudly, ”my name has and shall have power over them, when they are at the wildest; and, had they harmed you by one rude word, they should have found--Yet what do I rave about--I am a prisoner!”
”You shall be so no longer,” said Minna--”Your safety--the safety of my dear father--all demand your instant freedom. I have formed a scheme for your liberty, which, boldly executed, cannot fail. The light is fading without--m.u.f.fle yourself in my cloak, and you will easily pa.s.s the guards--I have given them the means of carousing, and they are deeply engaged. Haste to the Loch of Stennis, and hide yourself till day dawns; then make a smoke on the point, where the land, stretching into the lake on each side, divides it nearly in two at the Bridge of Broisgar.
Your vessel, which lies not far distant, will send a boat ash.o.r.e.--Do not hesitate an instant!”
”But you, Minna!--Should this wild scheme succeed,” said Cleveland, ”what is to become of you?”