Jackson County journal., 1913-10-17
CHAPTER v.
wherein the Duke Is Marked In Esrr.

+ odC IlIHS strikes me a!
worthy TO be chronicled beio.
IL we embarked. When all was
ready and everything, abo..rs
l went back to Master Fi l,liIi's; il
lanstock. which was an easy daT'.
Journey from Plymouth sound. where
the Rose Of Devon Law. to fetch ~.
laay and her maid Master fIckIin,s
mousse was somewhat large one a-a
was surrounded by walled garden
perhaps two acres in extent. which
ran back from the house to l,r,,e
brook which bounded the village.
Master Flcklin was at his oiii> e. al.
though it was yet early in the ,Io.-n-
ing when | called. intending % fl. ::
my lac. to Plymouth by coach. a spe-
clai .coarh which had engaged. bv
the way. His sister said that Mis-
lress Wilberforce was in the garden
| and that she had company. She of
Tered to show me to her presence ,,.i
| SAID | knew the way and could 90
mere myself. | did not like the word
company overmuch since her hn>.
friends had more or less forgotten her.
passed through the hall, out of tho
back door and into the garden.
stood moment. hesitating. wondering
whether after all | had the right or
the privilege to break in uDon such
company as she might be entertaining.
When a scream which came family
from the end of the garden decided me-
l broke into run and in a few
moments came upon my lady strug-
glng IN the arms of a man What
man, you ask? The Duke of Arcester,
He had his arms around her. and al
thought he was no great shakes Of a
man, he was much stronger than the
slight girl he was graphing with. He
he'd her tightly by the waist with one
nand and with the other was trying TO
turn her head so that he could kiss
her.
l was upon them before thew realized
my arrival. | grasped the duke BY the
collar of his coat with my left hand
and with nay right 1 fairly tore him
away from my lady.
THANK God. you have comet" she
cried. reeling and staggering, her face
flushed, her hair disheveled, her dress
in disarray.
heard that much and then the duke
was upon me- Gritting his teeth and
swearing frightful oaths he got to his
1eet-l had thrown him prone-drag
geu out his sword and rushed at me.
You dOgr' he cried. "You have
baked me before and YOU interfere
now. l have had enough of you and
the world has,
lie did not intend to give me anv
chance to defend myself apparently
WY little mistress screamed. | hear1
ner call my name and suppose she
thought l was done for. but sailors
are proverbially quick witted, footed
and handed. and l was not the least
alert OF seamen. l was wearing
hanger, a heavier weapon than the
duke's dress sword, but it's weight was
a matter of no moment to an arm like
mine. stepped aside as he lunged
at me, drew it. and the next moment
our blades clashed in earnest.
NOW, l am good fighter and no
mean fencer. | can cross blades with
any one on earth. My swift play must
nave looked to the duke as if | were
surrounded by a wall of steel. There
lore be realized at once that his onlv
cnance lay IN the energy and rapiditv
OF bis fence. Lunge succeeded h1npa
Win 1ghtning-like speed. / will ad-
NIT that | was hard put to it for a
liine. lt was with the greatest diff
ncuity that | parried, but nv lord was
not built for the continuance of sucb
Vloient exercise. Sweat came into his
eyes, his thrusts grew less swift if
LOT less vicious, in their intent. After
rev moments | saw that | had him
II was now my turn to attack. Some
lhlng OF the fury of my Saxon ances-
Lofs suddenly flied my veins. | beat
lo"n his defense by 4 series of terrific
oIoWs and finally shivered his sword
ne stood before me painting. weapon
ess' yet, TO give him his due. more or
ess undaunted. l raised nv own hlada
Would You strike defensoleSs
nan! he cried haughtily, still NOT
olanching.
IL