Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-12-04

then, you're short SIR" He understood
and for the third time he flushed
Il thought as much" said /, and with a
bow l began to walk on.
But as i'll luck would have it, / was not
10 come clear of from my indiscreton.
In n moment l should have been out of
slght. But as 1 started l saw gentleman
pass the guard. who stood at the salute.
1t 1as the king; escape was impossible.
He walked straight up to me, bowling care
leSsiy in response to NJ. de Perrencourt's
deferendal inclination Of his person.
How came you here. Mr.. Dale?" he
asked abruptly. The guard tells me that
he informed you of my orders and that
you insisted on passing
NJ &c Perrencourt felt that his turn was
come; he stood there smiling. 1 found
nothing to say. If repeated my fiction OF
| a message the French gentleman, Justly
| enrased. would betray me.
N. de Perrencourt seemed lonely sir"
l answered at last
"A little loneliness hurts no man." said
.ne KING. He took out his tablets and be-
gan to write. When he was done he gave
me the message, adding. Read it, i
| read, Mr. Simon Dale wilk remain under
arrest in his own apartments for twenty
Tour hours. and will not leave them except
by the express command of the king" i
| made a wry face.
If the Duke of Monmouth wants me"
1 began.
interrupted the king. Come NJ de Per
rencotr TT. will you give me your arm?" And
OH ne vert on the French gentleman's
arm, leaving me most utterly abashed and
eursinS the curiosity that had brought me
TO this trouble.
so much for the Duke of Euckingham's
long head. said 1 to myself ruefully az
l maue my way toward the consta BILE tower
| In which his grace was lodged, and where /
had my small quarters.
Indeed. l might we'll feel a fool, for the
next twenty-feur hours, during which /
was to be d prisoner would in all lkeli-
nUOu see the Issue in which I MIC
! to bear part. Now | could do nothing
Yet at Least L must se:,d speedy word TO
| town that l was no longer to he looked to
Tor any help, and when | reached my room
l called loudly for Jonah Wall. 1t was but
the middle of The day, yet he was not
to be seen L walked to the door and
found, hot Jonah, but a guard on duty.
w hat are you doing here?'
Seeing thai you stay here SIR" he an
SW ereu with grin.
Ii.ca the king was Very anxious that /
should Cbey his orders, and had lost no
tim. IN assuring my obedience; he was
right to take his measures. for standing
where | I'D. his orders would not have re-
strained me. and L was glad that he had
set 4 guard On me in lieu of asking my
parole. Yet where was Jonah Wall and
how could l send my message? [ flung my
self on the bed in deep dependency. A
moment later the door opened and Robert
Darrels servant, entered.
My master legs to know if YOU Will SUD
with him tonight, sir"
THANK him kindly said l. but if YOU
ask that gentleman outside. Robert. he'll
tell you that l must sup at home by the
kings desire. I'm under arrest Robert
MY master will be grieved to hear it,
sir, and the more because he hoped that
you would bring some wine with you, for
he has none, and he has guests to sup with
him.
"Ah, an interested invitation. How did
Mr.. Darrell know that 1 had wine?"
Your servant Jonah spoke of il to me,
sir, and said that you would be glad to send
my master some"
Jonah is literal! But I'm glad and as
sure Mr.. Darrell of it. Where is my ras-
cal?"
Il saw him leave the castle about an hour
ago; just after he spoke to me about the
wine"
Curse him, 1 wanted him. Well, take
the wine. There are six bottles that he
got today"
There is French wine here, sir, and
Spanish. May 1 take either?'
Take the FrerCh, in Gods name. / don't
want that. l have had enough of France.
Stay, though. l believe Mr. Darrell likes
the Spanish better
'Yes. sir, but his guests will like the
French"
And who are these guests?'
Robert swelled with pride
Il thought Jonah would have told you,
SIR" said he. The king is to sup with my
MA ster.'
Then" said I. I'm well excused For
10 man knows better than the king why /
can't come
The fellow took his bottles ard went off
grinning. l. being left, fell again to ours
ing myself for fool and in this occupation
passed the hours of the afternoon.
Go be continuedD