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II Stirring Story 9ftAe English Parliamentary H7ar
&. J By ROBERT BARR
copyrighted, 1903 BY Robert Barn.
! By ROBERT BARR

sion,e.w eapons; and chains at the horses
bits jingling the only music Of their march.
Not a word was spoken, not a glance to one
side OF the other. At slast the final four
Vent by and Frances drew breath Of
relief that a menace were past and done
with. .ss''.~...-s.
a'Do you think he saw us?" she wills
pered,. not yet daring to speak aloud, a
|sprecautiorl rather absurd. for she might
have shouted while. they were within
arms length of her and she would not
have been heard. in the trampling Of the
horses .-e..
Saw us!'' ehcoed- Armstrong. Eyes,
every thread of our garments. What a
imam! God Of war, how should like. to
fight him. --s
81 thought you admired him.
so do, more than any other on earth.
If L had seen him before doubt if had
been here ..Sg..
II understood you to say you met him at
Corbiton." e A.
MET him, yes, by dim candle light.
smooth and courteous. But never really
saw him until now. You cannot rightly
Judge a mana fighter, that is-until you
have looked at him on horseback. That
man knows my business. For the first
time since I set out doubt my success. y
''Will you turn back?''' she asked, her
voice quavering- :, =.
20, no. I am. his Roland. If we do not
cross swords We'll run a, race. and may
the best man win. But feel strangely
uncomfortable about the neck and think
of my ancestor Johnnie and the Scottish
king" IA - = 81
He raised his chin and moved his head
from side to side, as if the rope already
throttled him. Then he laughed and she
gazed at him in fascinated terror, wonder
ing he could jest on subject so grue-
some.
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continued. Ills plans are. all laid anc
already feel the tolls Tightening around
Eme. I am satisfied he knows every move
T have made since left him. The unseen
spy is on my track, sand, by my sword
I'd rather crcumvent him than rule the
kingdom. Wull, whaur's yer wits? Now's
the time We need them, my lad. In the
first place I dare not go thru Northa1np
ton. that's clear
"Why?" ,a
I'm my SOUL I'm certain a crisis awaits
me there. I'll be nabbed in Northamp
ton. Then the question, Why did vol
refuse a pass to Oxford? "
Eyes The next question will be, Why
are you south of the limit set by yourself
travelling to Oxford on another pass?,S TX
that query there's no answer. I'm a self.
convicted spy; and then the scaffold, ac-
cording to all the rules of war"
IrOnWeu Is DIS crafty DIS you SSolH ~
believe. it is likely he wishes you to reacf
Oxford. Unless that was the case, why
should he have offered you the pass %
my lass, there are several sides to this
problem, and what you say has the stamI
; of probability on it. Nevertheless, I'll over.
set his arrangements. I am the only one
of US three who cannot give good, excuse.
for being in these parts. Here is the pas:
, which protects you and john, he said
giving her the document You and he will
to Oxford at your leisure. I shall gallol
across country, will evade the parliamen
tary lines as best I may, and will be II
Oxford tomorrow morning. That will
throw old Noll a day out of his count.
Then you leave me to meet Cromwell
alone?'
'.You have no need to fear the meet
ing. Your. plea IS perfect. Your brother
| was. wounded, and you have undertaken
| his task. OF me or my plans you know
/ nothing, and I was With YOU merely be
cause happened to be travelling this way
and had brought your wounded brother t
his home. And here is a great warning
to us all. Happy is the person who car
abide by the truth; who has no secret de-
q signs to conceal. My lady,I envy you.