The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-08-16

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mind was sOrely troubled. What did
he know, what did he know" beat
through her brain in unison with the
clatter of the horses hoOfs. II was not
possible that chance had brought him
thus TO the very center OF her gunty
secret Cromwell treachery. midnight
stealth. the BrOughtOn road. these
words and phrases tortured her NJ as
this then the line of his revenge DID
he know all and did he purpose TO keen
her thus in suspense, limiting, soothing /
her fears then reviving them, making
her black crime the subject of jest and I
laughter2 She cast a glance over hef (
shoulder. Banbury had disappeared
they were alone, hying over the land. /
The doubt was unbeaIable; she would /
endure it no longer. Impetuousiy she
refined her horse TO a stand. stop, 4
she cried, and at the word her own /
horse and Bruce halted and stood. The /!
young man turned with alarm to her /
agitated face.
What do you mean by your talk o. 1
Broughton and Cromwell"
20, that is a secret I did not intend 4
TO tell you until our journey was ended, Z
when we could laugh over 1t together
1t is no laughing matter. must
know what you mean
"AH dangers arc laughable once tney
are past An unknown, unsuspected
danger threatened me at BanDufY- IL IS
now past and done with, and the person
who plotted against me can harm me
no more. There are reas ons why / do
not wish 10 mention this persons namc.
/ Barring that. ] may tell YOU now as
| we'll as another time, if you care TO
/ listen"
do / know the person.
/ 20, YES. You knew the person long
! before / did. 1t was person | trusted.
but now know 10 be a traitor and
/ thief"
| =. $50 ---- -....,,e. -, fo.,.. Fr,-.r,.,oss
could speak. hut at. last she said very
Z quietly. looking down at her horse
I name:
Tell me the story. and ] viii tell you
! the, name OF the thief"
/ You slept badly last night. Did you
- heard the clock strike the
(, hours"
] 4 heard il strike 3. but lay so locked
4 in droWsiness that L new not the Lord
= was calling to me. If the seven sleep
Z ers were melted into one, 1 would out
sleep that one. Well. TO get on. i was
/ robbed in the night. IL must have been
at that hour. for 1 remember dimly
2! soIle sort OF disturbance. But PrOvi-
dence stood my friend. BY the merest
chance il might seem, but not BY
chance as L believe. / saw the cerature
make for BrOughtOn. so here's Tor
BrOughton.' cried l, 'On the bare back
Of Black Bruce, and see if my good
pistols would win back what had been
stolen from me- The BrOughton road
it was, ana the pistols did the bust
ness" saying this he whisked from his
pocket the kings COMMISSION, waving
il triumphantly aloft Her wide eyes
! drank in the amazing sight OF IL, slow
( ~ brimming with superstitious fear.
and then she asked duplicate OF the
question that had been asked of her a
; few hours before.
| Ibid Won kill frrCt,rto1Ipts
Cromwell 1 never saw him"
From whom then did You wrench
I that parchment"
From the thief. OF course. He never
, reached Cromwell.
20. I'm going mad, Who is the
thief, who is the thief?"
: De COurcy, if you must know. Why
7 does this trivial matter so disturb you ?
D De Courcy followed US from Oxford last
e night and was lodged at our inn By
e some means he penetrated into my
e / room, stole this from me and 1 never
missed it until I saw him ride for
u BroughtOn and not even then, to tell
the exact truth. But 1 rememb ered
! that he had seen me place this paper
. i'm the inside pocket of my vest in the
= kings own presence and then the
= whole plot came to me. Before he saw
- BrOughtOn. Bruce and I were down
i upon him like a Highland storm on the
=. lowlands. Ny sword, you should have
n seen usi For a minute there was one
whirligig of horses legs and French
e man, like a rare show Of acroba Is
y struck by whirlwind. If / had not
l. been so angry I would have had the
II best laugh of my life and the genia
II William threw back his head and made
= the wood echo with his merriment al
le the recollection. But the girl was sober
u enough.
ii This is not the kings commission,
+ she said quickly.
~ "Oh, but it is"
{. 1T is not. Have you read it?'
Al mo. but that's soon DONE
le He united the cord and unfolded th'
n sheepskin. She leaned eagerly forward
De and scanned the writing, while Arm
I'd strong read it aloud.
al You see,'' he cried sleefully. 20
n course it is the commission. There ar
E the names of Traquair and all the rest
10 Just as I gave them TO the secretary
3 and there is Charles Rex in the king
= own hand"
II 1T is a duplicate Cromwell has IN
o | original. You never left De COurc
nd alive within mile of BrOughton cas-
ne tle?"
n. u did that very thing, Not as livel
DIS as have seen SHIN, yet alive. never
theless."
III Then ride, ride for the north. "
&c have stood too Ions ehatteTing here.
su All in good time Frances. There
no more hurry than ever there was
less indeed. for it seems to me tina
e Cromwell or some reason, wants I
come at this by fraud and no by fore
m. BuJ nov that DE COurcys name is mel
u toned between us. I ask you what 20
nc know against him more than 1 hay
us. told your
Against him? I know everythin
-, against him. Would that you had kille
~ him. He would sell his SOUL If
- has one. He robbed my dying fathe
,,o ! and on the day of his death, when
was the only one in London who di
not know he was executed, De CourC
lured me to his apartments at White
hall. under pretencc Of leading me
III the king that ! might plead for N
'e' fathers life There he attempted 10 81
~, trap me, snapped in my hand the swol
al which / had Clutched from the wall
ne defend myself and l struck him twice
the face and blinded him with his o.
false blood and 50 escaped. JudG
then. my fear when l saw him the
use at oxford"
dy "rhe truth, The truth, at last &
ia TRUTH" shouted Armstrong, as III
all weight had fallen from his shouloe'
in The truth has a ring like honest ste
tie. and cannot be mistaken when once "
IN hear it, He lied TO me about you