Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1904-12-06

and-and-I know not where be the
others. Fer Gods sake, lad, save herr
Then Sir Humphrey, with such a
look at me as never forgot, but have
always loved him for. with no more
ado turned upon Mary Cavendish and
carSht he:, pinioning both arms. and
| lifted Le- IS If she hid been IN infant.
| and Catherine would have gone to her
rescue. Eut caught ut her hand. which
was still at work on my bandage.
Go you with them and show the
| way to tie bJ.t" wh.S.icred. She set
her mouth hard and looked Mt me. II
will not leave thce." she said.
IF you 90 not. then they will be
lost" c::ei out in desperation. For
Mary was shrieking that she would not
70, and knew that Humphrey did
| not know the way and could not find
| 1t and launch the boat in time with
that strug: ling maid to cucumber him,
for already the door trembled as II to
fall.
II tell YOU they will not harm a
wounded man. cried. IF you leave
me, am in no more worse case than
now, and II you remain. think of your
sister. You know what she hath done
to abet the rebellion. Twill all come
cut if she be found here. Oh, Gather
Inc, If you love her, pray thee, Co."
Then Catherine Cavendish did some
thing which l did not understand at
the time and perhaps never understood
rightly. Close over me she bent, and
her soft hair fell over my face and
hers, hiding them. and she kissed ne
d my forehead, and she said low, but
quite clearly, Whatever thou hast
done in the past, my scorn henceforth
shall he for the deed, not for thee, for
thou art man."
Then to her feet she sprans and
caught hold of Mary's struggling right
arm, though 1t might as well have
strt: .gled in a wise as in Sir Humphrey
Hyde's reluctant but mighty grasp.
MARY" she said, listen to me. 'Tis
the best way to save him, to leave
him."
Then Mary rolled her piteOus blue
eyes at her over Sir Humphreys shoul'
der from her gold tangle of hair.
What mean you!" she cried. Il tell
YOU. Catherine, will never leave
him.
IF we remain we shall all be in Gus
tody," replied Catherine in her clear
voice, though her face was white as II
she were dead, land our estates may
be forfeited. and we have no power
to help him. And he must be takeE
in the end in any case. And II we be
free we can save him.
Il will not go without him" cried
Mary. "Set me down, Humphrey, and
take up Harry, and l will help thee
carry him. Do as tell thee, Hum
phrey."
Harry will be taken In any case"
replied Catherine, land II you take
him YOU will be arrested with him,
and then we can do nothing for him.
tell thee. sweet. the only way to save
him is to leave MIN.
Then Mary gave one look ut me.
"Harry, is this the truth they tell
me?" she cried.
"As God is my witness, dear child"
| replied. Then she twisted her white
face around toward Sir Humphreys,
who stood pinioning her arms with
look himself as If he were dying.
"I.et me loose, Humphrey" she said,
"let me loose Then / swear l Will go
with you and Catherine"
Then Sir Humphrey loosed her, and
straight to me she came and bent over
me and kissed me. Harry" she SAID
in whisper which was Of that strange
Quality that it seemed to be unable to
be heard by any in the whole world
save us two, though it was clear
enough, 81 leave thee because thou tell
est me that this is the only way to
save thee, but l am thine for life and
for death, and nothing shall ever come
forever between thee and me, not even
thine own self, nor the grave, nor oil
| the Wilderness Of life"
Then she-ros and turned to Sir
Humphrey and Catherine.
81 am ready" said she, and Sir Hum
phrey gave my hand one last wiring
and said thaS he would stand by me.
Then they fled, and as lay there alone
I heard their footsteps OH the cellar
stairs and presently the dip Of the boat
AS she was launched, and heard 1t
above all the din outside, so keen were
nv ears for aught that concerned her.
Then that sound ana ali otners grew
dim. for was near swoonllg, anu
when the door fell with n mighty crash
near Inc il might have been the fall or
rose leaf on velvet, and | had small
heed of the fierce faces which bent over
me. vet the hands extended toward my
wounds were tender enough. And
saw Dis in a dream Captain Robert Wal
Ter. with his arm tied up, and wonder
ed dimly IL we were both dead, for l
verify believed that l had killed him,
and I heard him say, and his voice
sounded as If sea rolled between US:
"Tis the convict tutor, Wingfeld, who
held the door, and unless be much
mistaken he hath his death wound.
Make a litter and lift him gently, and
five of you search the house for what
ever other rebels be hid herein"
And as I live, in the midst OF my
faiptness, which made all sounds far
away as from beyond the boundary OF
the flesh and beyond the din OF bat
tie. which was still going on, though
feebly, like fire burning to its close,
I heard the dip of oars on the creek
and knew that Mary Cavendish was
safe.
A litter they fashioned from a lid
of chest while the search was going
on, and l was lifted upon 1t with due
regard to my wounds, which thought
a generous thing of Captain Waller.
But when was on the litter, breath
Ing hard. yet with some consciousness
he hent close over me and whlspereu'
"Sir YOUR wounds are bound up WIN
,tr,ns torn from a wOman's linen.
have a wife, and know. Who was IN
hiding here, sir?'
MY eyes few wide open at tnat.
mo one," l gasped out. mo one I'll
live"
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