Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-12-11
CHAPTER XIV.
NJ. De Perrencourt Whispers,

Slowly the room and the scene came
back to me. dtsengaging themselves from
the darkness which had settled on my eyes,
regaining distinctness and their proper
form. l was sitting In chair. and there
were wet bandages about my head. Those
present before were there STILL save M. de
Perrencourt. whose place at the table was
vacant. The large sheet Of paper and ma
terials for writing had vanished. There
was fresh group at the end next to Ar
lingtOn. Here now sat the Dukes of Mon
mouth and Buckingham, carrying on low
conversation with the secretary The king
lay back in his chair frowning and regard
Ing with severe gaze a man who stood op-
poste to him, almost where l had been
when / drank Of the kings cup. There
stood Darrell and the lieutenant of the
guards who had arrested me, and between
Them with clothes torn and muddy, face
scratched and stained with blood, with
painting breath and cleaning eyes, firmly
held by either arm, was Phineas Tate. the
ranter. They had sent and caught him,
then, while 1 lay unconscious. But what
led them to suspect him?
There was the voice of a man speaking
from the other side of this party of three.
could not see him, for their bodies came
between, but recognized the tones of Rob-
ert, Darrelrs servant. 1t was he, then,
who had put them on Jonah's track, and in
following that they must have come on
Phineas
I'VE found the two together" he was
saying, this man and Mr.. Dale's servant,
who had brought the wine from the town.
Both were armed with pistols and daggers,
and seemed ready to meet an attack. In
the alley in front of the house that 1 have
named"
Yes. yes. enough of the house." inter-
rupted the king. impatiently.
In the alley there were two horses
ready. We attacked the men at once, the
lieutenant and 1 making for this one here.
the two with us striving to secure Jonah
Wall. This man struggled desperately, but
seemed ig1 GRANT of how to handle his
weapons Yet he gave us trouble enough.
and we had to use him roughly. At last
we had him, but then we found that JONAH
who fought like wild cat. had wounded
both the guard; with his knife, and, al
though himself wounded, had escaped by
the stairs. Leaving this man with the
one of the horses was gone and heard no
sound of hoofs. He had got a start of us
and is well out Of Dover by now
I was straining all my attention to listen
vet INV eyes fixed themselves on Phineas
whose head was thrown back deiantly.
Suddenly a voice came from behind my
chair.
THAT man must be pursued" said NJ de
Perrencourt. who knows that there may
not be accompices in this devilish plot?
This man has planned to poison the king,
the servant was his confederate. 1 say
may there not have been others in the
wicked scheme?'
True, true" said the king uneasily. 1--WE
must lay this Jonah Wall by the heels
What's known Of him?"
Thinking Jhe appeal was made to me, I
strove to rise. NJ. de Perrencourt's arm
reached over the back of my chair and
kept me down.! heard Darrell take up
the story and tell what he knew-and it
was as much as l knew-of Jonah Wall,
and what he knew Of Phineas Tate also.
TT Is devilish plot" said the king who
was still greatly shaken and perturbed.
Then Phineas spoke loudly, boldly, and
with voice full of the rapturous fanati-
cism which, drowned conscience and usurp-
ed in him Teligi9h's place.
are the deviiish plots! What do you
here? Ave. what do you plot here? Is this
mans life more than Gods truth? Is Gods
word to belost that the sins and debauch-
cry of this ms n may continue?'
His long. lean forefinger pointed at the
king A mute CONSERVATION fell for an in
slant on them all, and none Interrupted
him. They had no answer ready for his
tons being asked at court-the manners are
too good there.
Here are the plots. I count myself
blessed to die in the effort to thwart them
have failed, but others shall not fail
Gods judgment Is sure. What do you here,
Charles Stuart?"
M. de Perreneourt walked suddenly and
briskly round to where the king sat- and
whispered in his ear. The king nodded
and said:
II think this fellow is mad. but 1t is q
dangerous madness"
Rhineas did rot heed him. but cried
aloud:
"And you here-are you all with him?
Are you all apostates from God? Arc you