Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-01-30

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provinces manifested itself in
~ Walcheren in October, two
months after the dukes de-
parture thence.
There we're a few sporadic insurrec-
tions which might have led to serious
trouble II the Duke had been repre-
sented In Zealand by a man less vigor-
Gus and resourceful than the Sire
Claude de Rhynsault. Vigilant and
prompt, the governor was ever at hand
70 stamp out the first sparks of revolt.
When. however, the news of the in
surrection at Liege reached Zealand.
others, who hitherto had looked on in
resentment at the tyranny of the ducal
lieutenant, turned their attention to
measures which. if they were not to
result in casting off the Burgundian
yoke, should at least achieve an easing
OF Its pressure. Among these were some
OF the Weather merchants of Middel-
burg, Flushing, We're and Arnemuiden.
They went to work with thought and
plan and secrecy, careful to complete
their preparations before they revealed
their strength.
The ruling spirit of the conspiracy
was member of a noble Zealand fam
lily named Van Borselen, and his castle
was the meeting place of the chief plot
ters. But these comings and goings of
burgher traders. however carefully con-
trived did not escape the notice of
Rhynsault. He posed concerning It a
question to his fool, Kuoni Won Stocken.
the only man who possessed his con-
flndence
rs Van Borselen engaged in bringing
wool from England for the Flemish
looms?"
ITS hemp he lacks, think" the
fool snapped, and drew a grin to the
governors florid countenance.
Faith he should come to me for
He should. But since he doesn't,
you can supply him all the hemp he
needs, and perhaps a trifie over"
On the FOOLS advice, Rhynsault set
out Tor Van BorSelen's castle. The I'M
SuSpecting Van Borselen admitted them
to his castle with the honors proper to
the representative of the Duke of
Burgundy goodly supper was served
and then Van BorSelen desired a song
from the governors fool, whose sallies
had already helped to keep things
lively.
"I'll go fetch my Lutte" said the
amiable Kuoni. He was q long time
absent, and the company was growing
impatient when at last he returned
He bore great arch-lute, and in his
wake came a dozen Burgundian SOL
diers in their clanking armour.
I've brought you cymbals as well as
a lute," the fool informed them. BE
cause I think it's cymbals that YOU
really need. The lute-Strings will fol-
low. Or, II not lute-strings, strings
better suited to the occasion. And they
Will supply some of you with dance
music when you come to tread 8 dainty
measure upon the empty air.
Van Borselen, until now far gone
IN wine, but suddenly grown sober.
swung to Rhynsault, who sat quietly
smlllng at his FOOLS terrible humor.
Is this masque, FOOLS mummery, "
chief?"
Neither" Rhynsault answered with
laugh. I'VE are here to discover
what mischief has been meant by YOU. %
In flash Van Borselen was upon
the governor, one hand reaching for
his throat, the other grasping a dag
ger and appraised to strike. But the
governor caught the Zealander's wrist
as the blow descended and sent him
sprawling, then Sprang clear away be-
fore any OF the others could leap to
attack him in their hosts defense.
stand where you are!" he Numbered
down"
Already the injunction was unneces-
sary. At a word from the fool. the
men-at-armS had ringed the company
about. The governor, Infatuated by the
attack upon him, snarled
NO need for more to prove your
guilt, Van Borselen. No need for more
to warrant my hanging you out Of
hand. But f1rSt I'll have something
out Of you. Make him fast!"
DiSarmed, his hands wrenched be-
hlnd him and his wrists pinioned by
a stirrup leather. Van Borselen stood.
pale and breathing hard, to face the
governor.
Now. you zealander dog" Rrowled
the governor, will you talk, or must
we constrain you?"
That depends upon what you wish
me to say"
You shall hear" And Rhynsault
told him briefly what he guessed of
the reasonable trafic the Zealander
had been conducting.
And the proof" Van Borselen de-
manded.
Proof. you fool! That is what I
am here for. The proof you shall
yourself supply"
Van Borselen laughed. LET me I'M
IAAo ILiAlS. bcCduSS keep
open house in Arnemuiden, and make
welcome here such of my trader coun-
trymen who choose to seek my hos
pltallty, you assume that am plotting
treason. Is that your tale?"
1t is" said Rhynsault
Van Borselen laughed again. "A
pleasant tale for the ear of your duke.
think. I hope you have prepared the
answers to the questions he viii come
to ask you.'
1t Is the answers to the questions I
am asking you that are your first
have no answers for you. If I am
to be questioned, let me be questioned