The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-12-12
CHAPTER XIV.

Slowly the room and the scene came back to
me-, disengaging themselves from the dark
distinctness and their proper form. 1 was
sitting in q chair, and there were wet bandages
f aS9gt s m{ head sads T n, Dc pPFs srrenco osf4re v Iess
place at the table was vacant. The large sheet
Of paper and materials for writing had vanished.
Arlington. Hero now sat the Dukes Of Mon.
mouth and buckingham, carrying on q low
lay back in his chair frowning, and regarding
Tith a sSyers E Gaze a I man nsd T Sfsn stood H%cp opposite psnS to
lieutenant Of tho guards who had arrested me.
and between them. with clothes torn and
with painting breath and cleaning eyes, firmly
held by either arm, was Phineas Tate, the
while lay unconscious. But what led them to
NJ T6 here WIZ ". the h ,S EClG SsS Of a - man Mans speaking aa;;f from ON
see him, for their bodies came between. but I
recognized the tones of Robert, Darrell's ser
Jonah's track, and in following that they must
have come on Phineas.
ing. This is4 man ' and ' N !. iBS sie's Servant me WIS who fha sd
brought the wine from the town. Both were
ns%fa to D meet pi an att aef df IL tSs a HHd i sef frons
of the house that have named.
I'm tic, alley there were two horses ready.
We attacked the men at once. the Lieutenant
| anu i luhiil " tDio olC ICIG, lDc JNo Will lS
striving to secure Jonah Wall. This man
struggled desperately, but seemed ignorant of
trouble enough, and we had to use him roaghly.
At last We had him; but then we found that
5bo oFS ib wh Sad fSSgh Viii iif9 Si 2 TEi njfs' s had T9SndeS
himself wounded, had escaped by tho stairs.
Leaving this man with the Lieutenant / rushed
and l heard no sound of hoofs. He had got q
start of us and is well out of Dover by now"
yet my eyes fixed themselves on ,Phineas,
whose head was thrown back dcfantly, Sud-
denly @Fha a v %Sa e %nst fT be- p Sshi N ny . SaaiF M. de
Perrencourt. WHO knows thai, there may not
DO aceompliees in this dcyilish ploti This man
have been others in the wicked sclemsi"
mast lay this Jonah Wal by the heels. What's
to Thinking riss. n. ' de ferfsnd S%s %' Srm to ra %S' I sf oSsf
the back OF my chair and kept me down. !
he hs"f Rne DerrS,t ' IL S ap a ase m SlSEy as s"f / i fnew wno OF
Jonah Wall, and what no knew of Phineas Tate
1T is a d~evilish plot. +" said the King. who was
still greatly shaken and perturbed. 40
Then hfa f IN cs ,S spoke londiy' boldly, and , Tith
drowned conscience and usurped In him re-
Here he cried. ARE tho plots; Here are
What What do, 90 you plot hSref IL d ms , mans 80 ne e
lost that the sins and debauchery OF this maj
may continuci"
His long, lean foreinger pointed at the King
A mute CONSERVATION fell for an instant or
them all. and none interrupted him. They had
no answer ready for his question; Men do not
count on such questions being asked at court
the manners are too good there.
Here are the plots. ! count myself blessed
to die in the effort TO thwart them. l hav,
failed, but others shall not fail. Gods judR
tnent II sure. What do you here. Charles
NJ. de Perrencourt walked suddenly and brisk
y round 10 where the King sat, and Whispered
In his ear. The King nodded and said:
II think this fellow is mad. but it's a danger
Gus madness"
rlineas did not heed him, but cried aloud:
And you here are you all with hint AR
oyer to the superstitions Of komei Are you
all here to barter Gods word and"
The King spranR TO his feet.
mouth. 1 vent listen" lie looked arounc
with fear and alarm in his eyes. / rerceiyet
his gaze turned toward his son and Bucking
ham. Following 1t ! saw their faces alight witl
ton looked down at the table, Clifford
leaned his head on his hand: at the other en'
the Duke Of York had sprung up Ike hi
brother and Was glaring Sngrily at the boil