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THE COMING OF THE KING.

[PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT.]

BY JOSEPH HOCKING, Author of "The Purple' 1 " Robe," "The Story of Andrew Fairfax," " All Men are Liars," " Istunael Pengolly," etc., etc, CHAPTER XXIII. , A great .crowd gathered around the gaol • | aft Bedford to see Mistress Constance Leslie ; and myself start for London. This was but ; little wonder, for the revelation made in the Chapel of Heme had spread like wildfire, and . people had come from the whole countryside to see us depart. I noticed, toe*, that we were not "regarded with anger, or treated with contumely. Rather, I judged that Mistress Constance was looked upon with great favour, and I verily believo that had they been encouraged the people would have cheered her with great gusto, for they looked upon her not as one. who had done aught to be ashamed of, but as one who had bravely suffered much for another's sake. As for myself, they knew naught of me except my name, for this I had made known in the Courthouse, and that I had succeeded in helping Mistress Constance out of prison. Neither was this regarded as a great sin. In truth, it was believed that I knew of the truth of what, Master Leslie had told, and therefore it was natural for me to render what help I was able. Concerning our former meeting I had, of course, been silent, and although I had been questioned closely I had given no answer which made anyone the wiser. One thing pleased me beyond measure, and this was the fact that Black Ben was returned to me, and that I was allowed to ride him to Loudon. This, I suspect, was owing to the kindness of Sir William Franklin, who had known my father and had fought, by his side during the first Civil War. We were, however, carefully guarded ; so carefully that quite a company of armed men rode out of Bedford, making, as I thought, a good show that bright summer day. We must have travelled at least six miles before I had a chance of speaking to Mistress Constances, .for although we rode side by side in the midst of those who guarded us we had no chance of speaking a word to each other. For that matter, I do not think she desired speech, for either she looked'straight forward; or else looked away to the right, which was in, the opposite direction from where I was. When we had travelled a few miles, however, we were less closely watched. The constables talked with each' other, how and then passing a. jest, and again telling of the fine times they hoped to have when they reached London. Indeed, I saw that while they took care there was no chance of escape they paid us less and less heed. Therefore, as I had opportunity, I drew my horse so close to hers that my right foot almost touched her riding-habit. "I trust I have done naught to offend you," I said, looking into her face. But she did not reply for several moments, bi\t rather turned away her head from me. "When you speak to me- look straight on." she said. I saw the wisdom of her words, for although the guard was more lax than when we,left Bedford I knew that watchful eyes were constantly upon us. I therefore obeyed her, and waited for her answer. "How can I be offended, when you have tried to be my friend?" she asked; "but did you not tell me that you spoke the French tongue?" " Yes," I replied in that language. "I do not speak it freely, but perhaps enough to make you understand." " Then speak to me in that tongue. You can understand now why I could tell you nothing when we first met." "Yes," I replied, "I understand. It has mads me very happy." She gave me a searching glance. It was I only for a moment that she looked, but I ! felt the beat of my heart quicken. " There is much* that you do not know cannot know." - " I know enough to make me very happy," I,repeated. -" Almost -'since I saw you first I have felt "a great burden upon my heart. Now it is gone." "You believed' I was guilty of—— Here she stammered, and seemed at a loss how to finish her sentence, but I noticed the bitterness of her voice. " No," I interrupted eagerly. "Never for one moment." I thought her eves grew softer, for I could not .help looking at her as I spoke. " Why, then, have you been made happy?" " Because I know you are not the wife of that man." The blood mounted to.her cheeks, and the moment I saw this I turned away my head. " You have been very good to try and help me," she said; "but it does not avail, it will not avail." " I have done nothing," I replied, " nothing to what t would do if I could," " Yes, you have done much. You have helped me to save my sister." "Unconsciously," I replied. "I knownothing of her. If I had known I should not have cared. It was only you I wanted to help." '" It does not matter about me. She must be saved whatever may happen. I will see to that." " Then vou do not fear what the King may do?" " No, I do not fear. But do not speak again; the men are beginning to watch us." I pretended to be examining Black Ben's saddle, and to attend to one of the buckles which kept up the left stirrup. " What's the matter, Master Rashcliffe?" said one of the guards. " Hath someone been meddling with my .stirrups?" I asked. They seem too short." "They can be seen to when we stop at mid-day for food," he replied. After that we. rode on for another mile without speaking. " I think I shall have some favour with the King," I said presently. "If so, you will soon be free." t " Perchance you will be free, but not I," she replied. " If I am free you shall be free," I made answer. "No." "Why?" - " Because the King's prisons will be guarded too closely. London gaols are not like Bedford Gaol."" " But why should you be put in a London, gaol? You have done nothing." " No; but then I shall tell nothing.' ] "Ah," I said, catching at her meaning. "Then you know where your sister is?" I spoke the French tongue and in a low voice, but she looked around nervously, and although she gave no answer I knew I had surmised the truth. " Do not expect the worst," I said. " God lives." " Yes, God lives, and I do not fear. Let the King do Ira worst." •' He may not, suspect." " But he will. When it is told him that I have—have done' these things for my sister's sake he will ask me if I know where she is." "And vou will not tell?" " I shall not tell where she is. Then he will tnako me bear her punishment." " No, I will .save you. ' Again she looked' at me searciiiugly, and I thought I saw a glad light leap into her eyes. After that she gave a quick glance round, as if to be sure that no one listened. " No, you cannot save me. I am my father's (laughter. Even now I am told ! that the King is planning a terrible vengeance on those who took part in his ! father's death." "I will sa«> you," I said, quietly audi confidently. " Do not fear. Whatever happens do not fear. It may be that I shall not be able to do this in a day or in a year although I think I shall, but I will do it!" "Why should you do it?" " Because I love you." I saw her irtart in her saddle, while her hands clutched her bridle rein nervously. " That was why I was made so happy I when I knew you had not married that man. I loved you even while I thought you j were his wife." I fought against it because j I thought it was a sin. But I could not; help it. It never came to me until the other ! night when I saw them taking you to j prison. I loved you- before then, although i I did not know 'it. But I knew it then, 1 I was glad when they left ■ me alone in j prison, because I could think of you. I did not sleep all the night. My heart was ] aching with love, all the more because I , thought it ws-s sinful,, but I could not help j loving vou. Whatever happens now, I j ; shall love you till I die,"- " 4

"No! No!" , A "Yea. I know you do not care for me but I have my joy, the joy of loving." " But you must not—it is wrong. " Why is it wrong?" " Because it is foolishness. I have taken another's burden— may speak of it now. I have taken it willingly—gladly; but the burden means a curse to the one who bears it-" v ' "Then I will try and bear some of the curse,. Nay, do not denv me this. I must whether I will or not. Nothing you may say or do will alter me. I shall love you until I die. Besides, I am going to.save 1 you." . She did not say a word to this, but looked straight on. We were passing through rich, loamy lands. All around the trees were in the glory of their summer 1 garb, while the birds sang lustily from tree branch and from hazel twig, but I do not think she either saw or heard. I had eased my heart in. speaking, and so I said no more for a time. Never perhaps had a man a more doubtful future than ! I, and yet I could have shouted for very ! joy. She heard not the song of the skylark as it mounted to the heavens, nor the notes of the thrushes as they poured forth their music to God. But I did, and it seemed to me as though they were God's messengers telling me not to be afraid to love, | for it was His.will. That she could ever love me never came into my heart. How could she? What was I that a maid so ! peerless in her beauty, so glorious in her life of sacrifice for another, should ever think , of me save as one who delighted to do her will? But I had the joy of loving," and, although my love was full of pain and unsatisfied yearnings, I still loved, and rejoiced in it. " Why? Why?" I heard her whisper presently. "Because God would have it so" I made answer. " He brought us together that I might love yen, and serve you. And this I will do as long as I have life and thought!" " But if I am thrown into prison?" "I shall still love you. Prison is nothing. Love has broken the bolts from many a prison door before this; ay, and will again." " But what is the use of loving me?" " To serve you." " But if you cannot serve me?" " Then 1 shall still have the joy of loving you. This let me say, what will happen 1" know not ; but you must not be afraid. I shall be always thinking about you— ways." But the King may keep me in prison for years." " Pie will not: but, if he does, what then? He cannot live for ever. Suppose we never meet again until we are old, I shall still love you." Again there was a long silence between us, so long that I thought she had forgotten all I hud said,, so long that my mind had begun to wander. I had . begun to paint pictures of the future years when Ave, both grown old, had met again, and I had renewed my vows to her. " But if I were to love another, and wed him, what then?" She said this suddenly, as though the thought had just occurred to her. "I don't know," I said, and my heart grew cold as I spoke. " Of course you can never love me, but I shall pray God that you may never love another." " Love is not for me," she said presently ; and I knew she was thinking of what might happen to her. "If I were only worthy it would be," I said. "I have learnt many things since that night before the trial in the Chapel of Heme. I have learnt that love laughs at the wisdom of the wise. Do you know that the walls of Bedford Gaol troubled me not one whit, nor did the presence of the gaolers keep me from seeing your face? We are guarded now on the right hand and on the left.. We can hear the rough laugh of those who watch over us, can hear the clanking of their spurs, and the noise of horses' hoofs, but for two hours I have never thought of them; We have our life in our own. hearts— is why." After that we spoke not a word to each other throughout that long day, for our keepers began to guard us more jealously, especially when they discovered that they could not .understand the language we spoke. My heart hungered for further speech with her; nevertheless I was happy. 1 had told her of my love, and she was not angry; nay, more, my promise to help her eeemed to give her confidence. I have thought since that never did a man tell a maid of his love under stranger circumstances. We were guarded on the right hand and the left, and we were being taken to judgment for'; having defied the laws of the land, yet had I chosen this time to declare the passion of my heart. A few hours hence prison doors might clank upon us again, while perchance the anger of those in authority might be so aroused that it might be made impossible for us ever to set eyes on each other on that day. Still I told her of my love, while my heart, in spite of pain, sung for very gladness. After all 1 was only a boy, and a boy whose heart is on fire recks not of circumstances. I noticed presently that we were noli going straight to London town, but that we took a road to the right. I asked the reason of this; but no reply was given me. For that matter the constables on guard seemed as much in the dark as I, and this set me wondering all the more. We kept up a brisk pace all the day, travelling as I should judge, with the exception of the time we stopped at a wayside hostelry for food and refreshment, eight miles an hour. The road, especially when we left the highway to London, was none of the best, being, in truth, little more than a track. Still we kept up a good speed, and presently, when I saw the towers of the Great Castle, I judged the reason why we had turned aside from the high\road. "That is Windsor," I said; to myself. "It is as I thought; we are,to be taken to the presence of. the King." I looked towards Mistress Constance Leslie, and I perceived that she had also seen the castle. Perchance she also had drawn the same conclusion. But she showed no sign of fear. The same steady light burnt in Iter eyes, while I knew from the compression of her lips that, although Charles 'Stuart might be hundred times King, he would not be able to bend her will. ■ Even although I thought much of what might befall us when we were brought into the King's presence I could not help comparing the fortunes of Charles Stuart with those of a few months before. Then he dared not come near the land which he, in spite of his banishment, called his own, while now he reigned in a Royal palace. Then, under the sway of Oliver Cromwell, i he could have found but few to do his Voiding, but now each man vied with the other to be foremost in fawning servility. In like manner, moreover, had the whole tone of the country changed. The Puritan garb and the Puritan manner of speech which had been so common were scarcely anywhere present. A rollicking, devil-may-care attitude had taken the place of sober seriousness. I paid but little heed to the happenings near Windsor town and Windsor Castle. My eyes were too constantly fixed on the woman I loved, and my heart was too full of fear lest some discourtesy might be paid I to her. But I believed then, as I believe I now, that command had been given for her j to be treated as became her rank, rather than as one who had offended the King, for during the whole journey I neither saw nor heard anything which could give her pain. We went straight to the Royal palace, the beauty of which impressed me greatly as I drew near to it. Naught, I think, I could be fairer than the broad park lands, ! studded with stately oaks, amongst which deer frolicked and gambolled. Flowers bloomed everywhere, and the air was laden with their perfume. As we rode along I heard gay laughter, and I could have sworn I saw the King with a company of ladies standing by a broad stretch of'water, throwing food to the birds which swam gracefully around. A few minutes later we were in the castle itself. This surprised me greatly, for I fancied we should be taken to one of the houses near, and lodged there until it was the King's pleasure to see us; but, as I said, wo were taken straight to the castle, although not to one of its main entrances. Directly I had entered, however, I lost sight of Mistress Constance.. .This distressed me sorely, but I comforted myself with the thought that as she had been treated with such kindness throughout the journey she would not now receive aught but civility. I noted that I was treated with sonic consideration. Food was placed be- , fore me, and a comfortable seat at a table.

As may be imagined, I was thankful for this, for I was both weary and hungry. Malt an hour later, however, my weariness had gone. I had been able to appease my hunger, to brush my clothes, and to souse mv head in cool, pure water, so that instead of desiring rest I looked, and listened eagerly for 'aught I might be able -to see and hear. As I said, I was not treated as a prisoner, although two men remained near me. I was, however, allowed to move around and take note of what might happen. Many persons came and went. Jl lost they were gay young gallants, although now and then 1 saw a gray head and sober faces. I eaw that many looked at me curiously, and then whispered to each other. "I hearthat when. His Majesty hath supped he hath willed to have this young couple before him." , , This I heard plainly, and I thought the man who spoke looked towards » as he spoke. , . "Ay," replied the man who was by his side. " "His Majesty hath been at Windsor only two days, and yst he is already weary of the place. After ..all, eating and drinking, although it be in a king's palace, palls on one." ' " And yet rtis Majesty is a good trencherman, and* loves his wine." "As to that, yes. That is true of all the Stuarts until their digestion is gone. But there is not a play to be seen here In truth, for that matter the theatres of London, in spite of all that is being done, be in a shocking condition. ' As you know, the King loves the drama, and already several are being written for his special delectation. I warrant you there will be no Puritanism in them, save that it will be laughed at. As for morality—well, the saints know we have had enough 'of that during old Noll's time. Faith, I am fairly longing to see and hear one which I hear Master Toni Killigrew is preparing. It is to be strong meat, I hear." After this they fell to talking about things with which I will not sully this history, for, although the thing soon became common enough, I have no wish to write of the infidelity of wives, the faithlessness of husbands, and the duelling and brawling which followed in their train. It was revealed to me with great quickness, however, that already looseness of living had not only become the order of the day ■ but that it was talked about as though it was something to be boasted of. Presently they again came back, as I thought, to the King's will concerning Mistress Constance and myself. "I hear the King was mightily disappointed when he heard that the Puritan's daughter did not try to kill Monk." "Ay, but she did." ; "No, not the one that is brought here. Still it is said he is greatly interested in - the beauteous maid who has tried to save her sister. I hear that both she and the young springald who sought to set her at liberty are to be brought before him directly after supper. It will be better than playacting, he saith, and will give diversion to j the company." -! " Aro they to be brought before the King's guests "Ay, so I hear. It should be rare sport. "But a curious way of administering justice." "Tush, man. Charles Stuart cares naught for Monk, although he hath made him the Duke of Albemarle, but he doth love diversion. The maid is fair, too; fair as an angel, I have been told. Old Leslie hath hidden her from sight all her life, and this will only make Iter of more interest to Charles." ■ „ _ . , After this they went away, while 1 tried to understand what it all meant. Naught happened for well nigh two hours, however, and then two lackeys in gaily-coloured livery came to me, and one bid me follow birr./ ; (iv be continued daily)

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New Zealand Herald, Volume XLI, Issue 12697, 27 October 1904, Page 3

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THE COMING OF THE KING. New Zealand Herald, Volume XLI, Issue 12697, 27 October 1904, Page 3

THE COMING OF THE KING. New Zealand Herald, Volume XLI, Issue 12697, 27 October 1904, Page 3

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