The Washington times., 1913-05-02

Musgrove, in the upper chamber
of the stationer house in Logick
Lane-the happy house that shel-
tered Walter Musgrove! .,o
And being now somewhat droMs!, snS
found her thoughts confused. Ihfousn
her brain went pranc!ng the wise-eEeu
LADY EyVyan and the precious satii
slippers. and Charlotte-God keep heri-
and the beautiful. terrifying youth WHO
should be her bridegroom, and JennmeI'
WHO would be glad to see her, and Wat
dear wat,
With that name uppelTnost in her
thought, Thomsine fell asleep, ana WOKE
terrible affr!shted.
a pitch-dark place, and somewhere near
she heard a sound that surely had
reused her-a sound of heart-oreaklns
so3s and muffled screams.
For only a moment was Thomsine be-
uildered. Then she had remembered
that she lay in the house in oXtoro
where Wat lay, and that the next cham
ber whence surely came those SOUNDS Oh
agony was Lady Nyvyan's.
perhaps she is iii. or in distress,
thought Thomsine-
She sprang form the bed and. wrap
ping her cloak about her, stumbled into
the corridor. There half-guttered cam
die, hung in scoEce against the wall,
wavered never so slightly in the blast
from the open easement.
By the unsteady light she saw that
the door OF the next chamber was aJar.
She tapped upon it, and hearing no
answer, only the moaning cries. made
bold to enter. Candles stood upon the
dressing table, and their hsht was
given back by the mirror. In the sort
brightness Thomsine was aware OF
Charlotte Musgrove, prone on the bed, in
her loose night gear, with her hahos
knotted in her disordered hair; and OF
Eleanor Vyvyan, who bent above her
with knit brows and long hands that
rested on Charlotte's heaving shoulders.
But he is TO fight, tell you,' Char
lotte's voice rose almost to a shrek
ITO fight at daybreak, yonder in Wal
set Mead, and tbs certain death.
Thomsine went swiftly TO the bedside.
What is to do?' she asked, dry-iipped
with nameless fear.
faced her, and shrugged her haif-clad
shoulders.
"A pretty to-do"' said r:lraror.
Here's thy foolish brother. in his cups,
hath quarreled with pIactiocu sword
er. and must fight at dawn.
She sat herself down at her table,
where the hands of her bau~ic-clock
stood at half after midnight, and began
TO pin up her hair. Every lin. OF her
disgusted figure. every movement Of her
disdainful hands. said loudly.
What should such fool do with SO
good a sister-in-law?
He will be slain walled Charlotte.
" 'Tis an old murderer hath forced this
fight upon him. A score of men ne
hath butchered beyond the seas Only
last week ne slew Chiltersea, his son.
at York"
Charlotte raised her POOR, smeared
face and blinked upon them
Have you not heard? He ran Basil
DorrHer through most foully after lie
had smitten off his right hand, and he
himself in armOr proof, and there
after did he set his heel in BaSll's face,
and"
oh cried Thomasine at this truly
horrific outgrowth of Laurence Trevor
.tory. Lady Vyvyan! Sure, she is d!-
That's what am to know" auoth
Eleanor Calmly but swiftly, 200, she
folded loose gown about her and
stepped into the corridor. Rob Erisey.
they heard her call down the well OF the
stairway.
A moment later hey herrd swift
steps, but deliberate. upon the stairs.
and in another moment Eleanor Rad
re-entered the chamber and closed the
door.
with her was TIE weil-favored blond
man whom Thomsine had CLIMBED IN
tie house earlier in the day, ami had
innocently Judged 10 be his lordsnip's
What truth is in this?" said Lady
Vyyyan. Whatever she might do IN
time of safety, she appropriated this
CAPABLE man in crisis as the brother
whom she owed to her fathers sin.
rEntire truth" shrugged Erisey. Our
good Wat must fight
"Nay. what of it," spoke little Tron
asine stoutly. Hush thee now. Cher
lotto, honey. My brother is a match
for any i'm all England"
They let her speech 90 by as the pratt
tie of a child. To Eleanor Vyvyans
eyes. Erisey made his answer:
with a skilled swordsman. It's indu-
bitable, one karl-Ludwig Vou Kersten-
brock, a gentleman unquestioncd. Jack
Aubrey. that shall be his second, knew
him in High Germany.
I'VE ordered matters two hours ag"ne
at the Red Lion. where the quarrel be-
gan. and where this Won kerstenbroock
lies And meantime was our brave Wat
g7izzling more wine for the upkeep of
his courage, and none with MIN but
that fool Bob Ayskew; ana ere We er-
took him he was home TO ms vile and
injured the whole tale into her ears.
Nov lies he drunk below, and Lory |
Trevor seeking to restore him' and
must 10 them straight.
But as Eriscy turned TO the door in !
EIcanor's disgustful silence, Thomsine |
Musgrove caught his arm with face
Thou meanest"-her teeth clicked |
upon the words-"this man may slay !
my brother"
'Erisey was in no mood for mincIng /
matters |
wat had one chance in twenty, and /
he had spent the night soberiy. NOW {:
hath he no chance at all.
'I-see." said Eleanor. She tapped her
teeth with the fan that she had taken
from her table, and Charlotte nuzzled
her face into the pillows.
But Thomsine thrust her clinched
hands from her with a gesture as II she
would have moved the world.
But this shall not be- she cried.
"But YOU must go TO this horrible man
at the Red Lion. You must tell him
tell him about Charlotte, Tell him he
must not slay my brother, Make him
hear to reason. CL. why do you not
rum
Helpless, she looked from one inscru-
tale face to the other. while Eleanor
SySyan and Rob Erisey. marvslous'