The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-03-12
CHAPTER TIT.
Dorothy Fairfax.

We were not far from two hundred |. miles east of the Capes. I had been closely confined to my bunk for two days with illness, but now, somewhat stronger. had been ordered to deck by the surgeon. The last batch of pris- oners, after their short hour of recre- alton, had been returned to the quar- ters below, but was permitted to re- main alone undisturbed.
 I was still standing there absorbed when a voice, soft-spoken and feni- nine, broke the silence.
 May I speak with you?"
 I turned instantly, so thoroughly surprised my voice faltered as gazed into the upturned face of the ques- tioner. She stood directly beside me, her head uncovered. Instantly my cap was off. and was lowing courteously Most certainly" with a quick side glance toward the guard, "but l am prisoner"
 "Of course I know that" in smiling confidence. "Only you see I am rather a privileged character on board. Per haps you may be punished if you talk with nle-is that what you meant?"
 | hAl AlDIH I1lESl WHILE u ASSuIbG the risk. have made few friends for ward, and am even bold enough to say that I have longal for a word with you ever since I first saw you aboard" 1" 'Why especially with me?"
 Rather q hard question to answer at the very beginning" I smiled back at her. "Yet not so difficult as the one ] shall ask you. I am only one of fifty prisoners, scarcely cleaner or more reputable looking than any of my mates. Yet surely you have not sought speech with these others? Then why especially with mel"
 Even in the growing dusk could mark a red flush mount into the clear cheeks at this insistent question, and for an instant her eyes wavered. But she possessed the courage of pride, and her hesitancy was short.
 You imagine I cannot answer. Oh, but can; know who you are; my uncle pointed you out to me. l am 9 travelling home with him to Maryland I am Dorothy Fairfax. He was pres ent at your trial before Lord Jeffries You are Geoffry Carlyle, in command of the ship that brought Monmouth to England. I heard it all."
 "All? What else, pray7'
 Her eyes. opened widely in sudden surprise and she clasped and unclasped her hands nervously.
 Do you really not know? Have you never been told what happened2"
 "Only that I was roughly forbidden to speak, called every foul name the learned judge could think of, and ther sentenced to twenty years penal servi tude beyond seas" I answered sOberly ''Following that I was dragged iron the dock, and flung into a cell. Was there anything elseT'
 "Why you should have known LorG Jeffries sentenced you to death; the decree was signed, to be executed immediately. Then influence wa. brought to bear-some nobleman il Northumberland made direct appeal tC the king. That was what angereC Jcffries so."
 "An appeall For me? Good God not BuccIough-was it he,- the duke ?
 "Yes; it was whispered about tha the king was in his debt-some wort ', of honor, and dare not refuse. Th, word of mercy came just in time, or dering Jeffries to commute your Sen tence. At first he swore he'd hant you, king or no king, but his nerv, failed. My uncle said he roared hkt a bull. This Bucclough; is he no your friend?"
 hesitated for an instant of indeci sion, looking into her face, but thu truth would not be denied. To, --.-.
 Scarcely that" said soberly. "No can I solve entirely his purpose. H' is my brother, and | am. the next il line. We are not even on speaking terms; yet he is childIess, and ma! feel some measure of dislike to hav'
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