The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-05-11

so eager was the old gentleman in WATCHING
the progress of his mixture, that he merely
glanced up at my entrance and then, holdine
up hand for silence, turned his ewes on this
saucepan again
The second man was the broad shouldered
lackey had seen riding behind the coach
and now stood over the saucepan with q
twisted flask in his hand, from which he
poured red strip very gingerly, drop by
drop, with the tail of his eve turned on his
masters face, that he might know when to
cease.
Now it may be that my entrance upset this
experiment in strong drinks At any rate, |
had scarce come to stand about three PAGES
inside the door, when the little old gentle
man Dounces up in a fury, kicks over his
chair, hurls the nearest bottles to right and
left, and sends the silver saucepan spinning
across the table to my very feet, where it
scalded me clean through the boot, and made
me hop for pain.
"Spoiled-spoiledl' he screamed; ''drench.
ed In filthy liquor, when it should have
breathed but tastel"
And to my Amusement he sprang on the
strapping servant like wild cat and began
to beat, cuff and belabor him with all the
strength of his puny limbs.
twas like scene out of Bedlam. Yet all
the while the girl leaned quietly against the
mantel shelf and softly touched the STRINGS
OF her instrument. while the servant took the
rain OF blows and slaps as though 'twere a
summer shower, grinning all over his face
ana maklng<no resistance at ALL
Then, as stood dumb with perplexity. the
old gentleman let go his hold of the fellows
mar, and, dropping on the hoor began to
roll about in fit of coughing, the like of
winch norman can imagine. Twas hdeous.
lie parked, and writhed, and barked again,
I'LL the disorder seemed to search and racl,
every innermost inch of his small frame.
And IN the Intervals of coughing his excla-
nations were terrible to listen to.
Hes dyingr cried, and ran forward to
help.
The servant picked up the chair, and to-
gether we set him in it. By degrees the vio-
lence of the cough abated, and he Law back.
livid in the face, with his eyes closed and his
hands clutehing the knobs of the chair.
turned to the girl. She had neither spoken
nor stirred, but now came forward and calm
ly asked my business.
Il think" said l, ''that your name is KILL
grewa"
II am Della Killigrew, and this is nv
father, Sir Deakin.n
CHOW on his way to visit his estates in
Cornwall?"
She nodded.
Then have to warn you that your lives
are in danger" And, gently as possible, |
told her what had seen and heard down.
stairs. In the middle of my tale the servant
stepped to the door, and returned quietly.
There was no lock on the inside After a
minute he went across and drsw the red cur
tafns. The window had grating within. of
iron bars as thick as a mans thumb. strongly
clamped in the stone work, and not four
inches apart. Clearly, he was man of few
words; for, returning, he merely pulled out
his sword and waited for the end of nv tale.
The girl also did not interrupt me, but list
ened in silence AS ceased, she said:
rs this all you knowi"
NO" answered l, sit is not But the rest
promise to tell you if we escape from this
place alive. Widths content your 49,,
she turned to the servant, who nodded.
Whereupon she held out her hand very cor
Italy.
Sir, listen: we are travellers bound for
cornwall, as you know, and have some small |
possessions that will poorly reward the greed |
u these violent men. Nevertheless, we |
should be hurrying on our journey did we |
lot await my brother Anthony, who was to
lave ridden from Oxford to join us here. but
las been delayed, doubtless on the kings
She broke off, as l started; for below |
leard the main door open, and Capt Set
les voice in the passage. The arch villain
lad returned
Mistress Della" 1 said, hurriedly. "the
welfUh man has entered the house, and I'M
ess we consider our plans at once, al's up
nth u.s."
''Tush!" ssad the old gentleman in the
hair, who Gt seems) had heard all, and now
at up brisk as ever. 81, for my part, shall
Xix another glass, and leave it all to jacques.
ONE, sit by me, sir, and you shall see some
retty play. Why, Jacques is the neatest
ogue with small sword in all Francel''
Sir" put in, ''they are a round dozen in
Il, and your life at present is not worth a
enny's purchase
That's lie TITS worth this bowl before
10 that, with or without you, mean to
npty. What a fool thing is youth! Sir.
on must be dying man like myself to taste
fe properly" And, as am truthful man.
struck up, quavering merrily:
Hey, nonni-nonni-noi
Men are fools that wish to diet
Is't not fine to laugh and sing
When the bells Of death do ring?
Is't not fine to drown in wine |
And turn upon the toe, |
And sing, hey-nonni-no? h
Hey, nonni-nonni-
Come and sit, sir, nor spoil sport. You are
10 raw, I'll wager, to be of any help, and
'ggling detest."
Indeed, sir" broke in, now thoroughly !,
lgered, 81 can use the small sword as well :
another
flush! Try him, jacques" /,
Jacques, still wearing stolid face, brought =
S weapon to the guard Stung to the quick, l,
wheeled round and made lunge or two. ;
at he put aside as easily as though l were i,
lbe. And then-I know not how it hap :
med, but my sword slipped like ice out of :
y grasp, and went flying across the room. :
lcques, sedately as on matter of business. :
spped to pick it up, while the old gentleman .
uckled.
was hot and ashamed, and score of Bit
words sprang to my tongue tip, when the {.
'enchman, as he rose from stopping, caugb' +
y eye, and beckoned me across to him.
He was white as death, and pointed to the 6
1t OF my sword and the demi-bearengraved 3
ereon. :,
He is Dead" whispered; "hushl- turn e
ur face aside-killed by those same dogs
at are now below"
L heard sob in the true fellows throat.
1T on the instant it was drowned by the
1nd of door opening and the tramp o. . :
1T on The stairs.
CHAPTER VI. Q
THE FLIGHT IN THE PINE WOOD