The Washington times., 1913-04-30
THE'TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY

, were wide Not seven days before h,
had heard Laurence Trevor pass th'
same structure upon Robert Erisey.
And Basil Dormer," said Borlase, 81!
still beyond seas, or have you either
later news of him?''
Il paid my duty to his lady mother
Tuesday was week" began Erisey.
/ C"Tll warrant me-" commented Bor.
lases eyebrows. "Basil's mother is also
Countess of Chiltersea and hath the
ear of great ones."O
And she gave me to know pursued
Erisey, that Basil is making home
ward at his best speed to offer his
sword to the King
High time, say t. spoke Musgrove
He hath been making homeward now
these six MONTHS
What would your shrugged Bor-
iase. I'VE know our gallant Basil. II
a bright eye doth beam" He struck
a chord upon the lutte and SO made
, end.
This time indubitably he comes -
said Erisey. Lady Chiltersea showed
promised that. weather favoring. he
would make land at Scarborough in
| the north-by faith. he should have
ccme aland a week or 50 agone."
"well. here's to him, where'er he be. -
cried Musgrove. .'asea or aland. and as
pretty a taking way with wench as
any In three Kingdoms
| Musgrove's lusty voice still was echo
| ing through the low-ceiled room, when
F, there came briskly into their midst
J slim gentleman with small mustache.
sight of whom they all gave tongue.
Speak o. the devil"' said Musgrove.
well met Lory Trevor" cried
we spoke but now of thee said
Borlase, "aye, and Of Basil Dormer.
.Ta of Rasil them" questioned
Trevor. as he sat him at Erisey's side.
and though he spoke sincerely, he yet
seemed nothing loath to be the bearer
SPEAK well Of him hereafter, be-
seech We, sirs, for you can help him
row in nowise but with prayers"
Borlase was first to catch the sinister
implication.
What, Lory! Thou never meanest
Aye" Trevor's voice snapped like a
tautened lash. Twas Friday Of last
week-a black Friday-that Basil was
foully slain at Clifton under York"
."The manner thereof" said Erisey.
added Borlase.
"'Tis a brief tale enough" Traver an
swered. and drank a draft from the
cup that the drawer was brisk to set
at his hand. He had no mind to mar
his story with unconsidered telling.
Il took horse to York, at the prayer
of my Lady Chiltersea, there to meet
with Basil and attend him hither. and
l came unto the town In season but TO
give his body burial.
Il had the story from Capt. Hugh
Berkeley of the Long Compford Ber-
keleys. and honest gentelman-who
served poor Basil as his second on that
luckless day-who gave me to know
that Basil came from Scarborough unto
York upon the Tuesday, and, meeting
a n1d "a N 4 a
linger in the town, where he feasted his
friends freely and was Of them feasted.
"On the Thursday night was he called
forth from their midst. and came again
mirth. and, presently, drew Berkeley
aside, and gave him to know that he
had that hour been challenged of a
desperate foreign bravo that had fol-
lowed him, 1t would seem. from be-
yond seas.
They were to fight on the morrow;
SO duly. at the time appointed, Berkeley
went with Basil unto Clifton fields.
without the walls. where came also Sir
Rafe Armiger of Wesselford. and a Mr..
TresweL, OH Basils behalf. and there
they, met with the foreign fellow. a
gentleman of sorts from Oldenburg, and
his name Won Kerstepbroock.'
In verity?" asked Borlase, laying
down his lutte and leaning forward on
Sir Dudley Pickering" went on Tre-
vor, .'came as the fellows second. not
that he knew him, but for that he
would see fair sport.
so poor Basil and the foreign sword |
er off with their doublets and shirts and
fell warmly to it, and Basil. as You
know, was good blade, and thereto |
had learned many cunning trick in |
the French schools of fence. so twas |
By some sleight. it's reasonable to be- |
lieve. though so swiftly done no eye |
might follow it, that the foreign rogue |
contrived to sweep the sword from |
Basils hand.
Then he stepped him with delibera-
ton to the poor Basil. yet even till that |
moment had all looked TO see him for |
give him his life, as should become a /,
man of honor: but. instead, sirs, as l |
be Christian man. this foul churI !
kerstenbroock made short his blade and
ran him through the heart, and slew !
him basely in the sight Of ALL
There fell a moments silence upon
the IA Bile that a short time before had !
been so riotous. Then Ayeskew. as the |
oath or so. Erisey drew breath and !
Mussrove reached for his cup. But Sir |
Edward Borlase said, with pleasantly |
awakened interest:
Thou gavest the name to be Won |
kerstenbroock? Then twas Karl-Lud- !
wig, for thousand crownsr'
Thou knowest the dastard?' ques-
toned Erisey.
Nay; but the country rang with his |
name, what time / was in the Palati-
nate two years agone.
'Karl-Ludwig Won Kerstenhruock.
trained in the murder-guilds OF Heidcl-
berg. where young students go to slit
ting up throats as our honest lads 20
% cock-fighting. and so become as
famed a private duel'st as is in ali the
Rhine country.
Heaven help poor Basil. He was rs
good as dead In the moment that he
was challenged of this Won Kerstan-
brook"
Then" said Trevor. and his nostri!s
We're thin. Heaven helD Won Kersren-
this blooded cutthroat OF prac-
ce tina: hath slain my friend - ever
1e come within reach of ms hand for
viii show IN such mercy as ] woul |
show to any vermin that smite b. srlv"
Amen theretot" cried Roaring ~ |
Musgrove. Would that ] might hav
he good fortune to try pass or two
With this swashing ruhian!'