Part 8 (1/2)
”Folks are late in Coht,” said Amyas, as carelessly as he could
Cary looked earnestly at the , and then sharply enough at A his stirrup; and Cary rode on, unconscious that every fibre in his coy and close down here,” said Amyas, who, in reality, was quite faint with his oard struggles
”We shall be at Stow gate in five ly as his horse cli road hid the cottage, and the next thought was, how to effect an entrance into Stow at three in the s, ere already howling and growling at the sound of the horse-hoofs
However, they got safely in, after h all, into a mansion, the description whereof Ithat the moon has already sunk into the Atlantic, and there is darkness over land and sea
Sir Richard, in his long goas soon downstairs in the hall; the letter read, and the story told; but ere it was half finished-- ”Anthony, call up a groo me a horse round Gentlemen, if you will excuse me five o alone, Richard?” asked Lady Grenville, putting her beautiful face in its nightcoif out of an adjoining door
”Surely, sweet chuck, we three are enough to take two poor polecats of Jesuits Go in, and help ird”
In half an hour they were down and up across the valley again, under the fe ashes clipt flat by the sea-breeze which stood round the lonely gate of Chapel
”Mr Cary, there is a back path across the downs to Marsland; go and guard that” Cary rode off; and Sir Richard, as he knocked loudly at the gate-- ”Mr Leigh, you see that I have consulted your honor, and that of your poor uncle, by adventuring thus alone What will you have me do nohich may not be unfit for me and you?”
”Oh, sir!” said Amyas, with tears in his honest eyes, ”you have shown yourself once more what you always have been--my dear and beloved master on earth, not second even to my admiral Sir Francis Drake”
”Or the queen, I hope,” said Grenville, s, ”but pocas palabras What will you do?”
”My wretched cousin, sir, ht watch for him on the main road--unless you want me with you”
”Richard Grenville can walk alone, lad But ill you do with your cousin?”
”Send him out of the country, never to return; or if he refuses, run hih on the spot”
”Go, lad” And as he spoke, a sleepy voice asked inside the gate, ”Who was there?”
”Sir Richard Grenville Open, in the queen's naed to you No honest folk coht”
”Amyas!” shouted Sir Richard Aate for me, while I hold your horse”
Amyas leaped down, took up a rock from the roadside, such as Homer's heroes used to send at each other's heads, and in an instant the door was flat on the ground, and the serving- over it, like Una into the hut, told the fellow to get up and hold his horse for hih that terrible voice, did without further ht to the front door It was already opened The household had been up and about all along, or the noise at the entry had aroused them
Sir Richard knocked, however, at the open door; and, to his astonishh himself, fully dressed, and candle in hand
”Sir Richard Grenville! What, sir! is this neighborly, not to say gentle, to break into ht?”
”I broke your outer door, sir, because I was refused entrance when I asked in the queen's name I knocked at your inner one, as I should have knocked at the poorest cottager's in the parish, because I found it open You have two Jesuits here, sir! and here is the queen's warrant for apprehending thened it with my own hand, and, moreover, serve it noith my own hand, in order to save you scandal--and it h”
”My dear Sir Richard--!”
”I must have them, or I must search the house; and you would not put either yourself or me to so shameful a necessity?”
”My dear Sir Richard!--”
”Must I, then, ask you to stand back from your own doorway,his voice to that fearful lion's roar, for which he was famous, and which it seemed impossible that lips so delicate could utter, he thundered, ”Knaves, behind there! Back!”
This was spoken to half-a-dozen groo-e
”What? swords out, you sons of cliff rabbits?” And in aMr Leigh gently aside, as if he had been a child, he walked up to the party, who vanished right and left; having expected a cur dog, in the shape of a parish constable, and coh, no doubt, in a fair fight: but they had no stoed in a row at Launceston Castle, after a prelih the body by that redoubted admiral and most unpeaceful justice of the peace
”And now, h,” said Sir Richard, as blandly as ever, ”where are ht is cold; and you, as well as I, need to be in our beds”
”The men, Sir Richard--the Jesuits--they are not here, indeed”
”Not here, sir?”
”On the word of a gentleo Believe me, sir, they did I will swear to you if you need”
”I believe Mr Leigh of Chapel's ithout oaths Whither are they gone?”
”Nay, sir--how can I tell? They are--they are, as I may say, fled, sir; escaped”
”With your connivance; at least with your son's Where are they gone?”
”As I live, I do not know”
Mr Leigh--is this possible? Can you add untruth to that treason fro to shi+eld you?”
Poor Mr Leigh burst into tears
”Oh!the fear and anxiety of keeping these black rascals into stop their villainousme and thee, and that, too, by Richard Grenville! Would God I had never been born! Would God I had no soul to be saved, and I'd just go and drown care in drink, and let the queen and the Pope fight it out their oay!” And the poor old man sank into a chair, and covered his face with his hands, and then leaped up again
”Bless my heart! Excuse'S life, sir, sorrow isa hawbuck of me Sit down, my dear sir! my worshi+pful sir! or rather come with me into my room, and hear a poor wretched man's story, for I swear before God the men are fled; and room tells me that his devil of a cousin has broken his jaw for hiood lack!”
”He nearly el of a cousin, sir! ” said Sir Richard, severely
”What, sir? They never told me”