Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1901-12-06
CHAPTER xxxIv.

train behind us-for the good times Of
which we had talked SO often had come
were full of the hugo fire we expected to
find at tho inn at Barking, our last stage
on the rond to London. And il the duch-
ess and bore the cold moro patiently 1t
was probably because we had more food
for thought and perhaps thicker raiment
Do not shake your head, " she con-
tinued, glanc,ng at me with mischief In
her eyes, and natter yourself you will
not go buck, but will 60 on making your
self and some one else unhappy. You will
do nothing of the kind, Francis. Before
the spring comes you and will ride over
the drawbridgs at Cotton End, or am .
Dutchwomanl"
cannot see that things are changed"
said.
Not changeda'' she replied. when
you left, you wero nobody. Now you are
somebody, II it be only in having sister
with a dozen serving mon in her train.
Leave it to mo. And now, thank heaven,
we arc here! am SO stiff and cold you
must lift me down. We have not to ride
far after dinner, hope y
"Only seven miles" answered as the
host, who had been warned by an outrider
tail at his heels.
What news from London, Master Land
lorda" said to him as he led US through
tho kitchen, where there was indeed q
great fire, but no chimney, and 30 to
smaller room possessing both these lux
uries. rs all quietf"
Certainly, your worship, /" he replied,
bowling and rubbing his hands. There
never was such an accession, nor moro ale
drunk, nor powder burned-and have
seon three-and there was pretty shouting
at old King Harry's, but not like this.
Such fair young queen, men report, with
look Of the stout king about her, and
as prudent and discreet as II she had
changed heads with Sir William Cecil.
God bless her, soy ], and send her wise
husband!"
"And loving one. quoth my lady
prettily. .'Amcnl'
II am glad all has gone of we'll,
continued. speaking to tho duchess az I
turned to Tho blasting hearth. II there
had been blows, would fain have been
here to strike one. !"
NAY, sir, not . finger has wagged
against her, u tho landlord answered. kick
ing the logs together, to speak Of, that
Is, your worship. / did hear today OF q
little trouble down III Warwickshire, but
1t is no moro than storm In washtub,
] am told"
I'm warwickshirer said, arrested In
the act OF taking OF my cloak by the IA
miliar name. I'm what part, my mann"
~ am not clear about that, sir, not
knowing the country" he replied, "but ]
hoard that gentleman there had fallen
foul Of her grace's orders about church
matters aud beaten the officers sent to SEQ
them carried out and that, when the
sheriff demonstrated with him, he boat
him too. But / warrant they will soon
bring him TO his senses.
ibid you hear his namef I asked.
There was . natural lnisgiving In my
mind. Warwickshire was large, and yst
something In the tale smaeked Of Sir An
thony.
~ did hear IT," the host answered,
scratching his head, "but ] cannot cnll It
to mind. think I should know it II ]
heard II.
"was II Sir Anthony Cluddein
ut was that very Same name!" he ex.
claimed, clapping his hands In wonder
ITO be surel Your worship has 1t patti"
slipped back into my cloak again and
snatchsa up my hat aud whip, but tho
duchess was as quick. She stepped BE-
tween mo and the door.
..Sit down, Tranuisl' she said imperi-
ously. NWhat would you DO ati"
what would l b atf' ! cried, with
emotion. II wsuA he with my uncle. /
shall take horse at onoe and ride Warwick
shire way with all speed. It IL possible
that may be In time to avert the conse-
quences. Atleast ] can SEQ that my cousin
comes to no harm. !"
Good lad, she said placidly you
shall start tomorrow.
Tomorrow" cried impatiently. "But
time is everything, madam. /"
You shall start tomorrow, she repeat.
ed. Time ID not everything, firebrandl
II you start today, what can you dof
Nothingi No more than II the thing had
happened three years ago, before you met
me. But tomorrow, when you have seen
the secretary Of state, as Ipromise you you
shall, this evening If bio be In London-to-
morrow you shall 60 In different charac-
ter and with credentials"
You will do this for mee" exclaimed,
leaping up and taking her hand, for saw
in a moment the wisdom OF the course she
proposed You will get me-
I will get you something to the pur-
poss " my lady answered roundly. Some
thing that shall save your uncle II there
be any power in England can save him.
You shall have It, Frank, she added, her
color rising and her eyes filling as kissed
her hand, though have to take Master
Secretary BY the beardl'
Late, as have heard, on the afternoon
of Nov. 90, 1858, man riding between
Oxford and Worcester with the news Of
tho queen 3 death caught sight Of the gate.
way tower at Cotton End which is plainly
visible from the road. Though he had al
ready drunk that day as much ale as
would have suf6ced him for week whom
the queen was we'll, yet much wants more.
He calculated he had time TO stop and
taste tho squirrels brewing, which ne
Judged, from the look Of tho tower, might
be worth his news, and he rode through
tho gate and rallied at his nag for stum-
bling.
Hslf way across the chase he met Sir
Anthony. Tho old gentleman was walk
ing out, with his stan in his hand and his
dogs behind him, TO take tho air before
supper. Tho man, whilc he was still
hundred PAGES off, began to wave his hat
and shout something which sle and OK
element rendered anintslligible.
What Is the matterpn said Sir Anthony
70 himself, and he stood still.
The queen II dsadl" shouted the mes
sepaer, swayin5 In His saddle.