The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1904-03-04
(copyright. 1909. by Emerson Hough.,
CHAPTER Xv.-CoNr1NUEp.

What" cried a voice. "You, Lady
Catharine! Why, how is this?''
1t was the voice of Will Law, whom
she knew, but who certainly was not
the one who had brought her hither.
The Lady Catharine accepted this last
situation as one no longer able to rea-
son. She sank down in the carriage
seat. shivering.
as all well?" asked Will Law, Gag
erly.
"He is SAFE" said Lady Catharine
Knollys. ut is done. 1t Is finished"
What does this mean?" exclaimed
Will.
His carriage-there it is. 1t goes
to the ship-to the Pool. He and
Mary Connynge are only just ahead of
us. You may hear the wheels. Do you
not hear them?" She spoke with lead
en- voice. and her head sank heavily.
= What! My brother-Mary Con-
nynge-in that carriage-what can you
mean? My God! Lady Catharine, tell
me, what do you mean?"
81 do not know" said Catharine
Knollys. All things now seemed very
far way from her. Her head sank
gently forward, and she heard not the
words of the man who frantically
sought to awaken her to speech.
From the prison to London Pool was
q journey Of some distance across the
to the driver with savagery in his
voice. He shouted, cursed, implored,
promised, and betimes held one hand
under the soft. heavy tresses of the
head now sunk so humbly forward.
The mad ride ended at the quay on
Thames side, where the shadows of the
tall buildings lay rank and thick upon
the earth, where tarry smells and evil
odors filed the heavy air, penetrated
none the less by the SAVIOR of the keen
salt air. More than one giant form
was outlined in the broad stream, YES
sells tssl and ghost-like in the gloom,
shadowy, suggestive, bearing imprint
and promise of far lands across the
sea.
ITO the brigantine beyond!" cried
Will Law to the wherryman who came
up. I'VE want Capt. McMasters, of
the Polly Perkins. For Gods sake,
quick! There's that afoot must be
caught up within the moment. do you
heari"
The wherryman touched his cap and
quickly made ready his boat. Will
Law, understanding naught of this
swift coil of events, and not daring to
leave Lady Catharine behind him ar
the carriage, made down the stairway,
half carrying the dropping figure which
Ii 10 oh
"Pull now, man! Pull as you never
did before!" cried he, and the wherry-
man bent hard to his oars
Yet great as was the haste of hose
who put forth into the foggy Thames,
1t was more than equalled by that of
one who appeared upon the dock, even
as the creak of the oars grew fainter
in the gloom. There came the rattle
Of wheels upon the quay, and the
sound Of driver flashing his horses.
A carriage rolled up. and there sprans
from the box muffled figure which
resolved itself into the very embodl-
ment Of haste.
Hold the horses, mani" he cried to
the nearest bystander, and sprane
swiftly to the head OF the stairs, where
loiterer or two stood idly gazing out
into the mist which oyerhung the wa
ter.
SAW you aught OF a man." he de-
manded hastily, "a man and woman
tall young woman-you could no;
mistake her? Twas the Polly Green
way they should have found. Tell me
for Gods sake, has any boat put oul
from this STARR"
''Why, sir;'' replied one of the wherry-
men who stood near by. pipe in mouth
and hand In pocket, "since you men.
ton It. there was boat started but
this instant for midstream. They
souEht McMaster's briganttne. thu