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SET, r or or: BV MACMILUkN (Contlunsd from Iaat week.) CHAPTER XV ii. On the eve of Michaelmas day old Si mon roturred from London, whither he had gone two days before to raise the money he had .promised, and calling upon him in the afternoon I found him seated at his table with a most woebe gone look in his face, and his eyes streaming more copiously than usuaL And with most abject humility he told me that doing the utmost that day in his power he had not been able to per suade his goldsmith to lend more than 10,000 on the title deeds. Nor had he got that, he declared, but that the gold smith knew him for an honest and trust worthy man whom he would credit be yond any other in the world,, for the seal not yet being given to Judith God win's succession there was always peril of dispute and lawsuits which might make these papers of no value . at all, the king's ministers vying one with an other to please their master by bringing money rightly or wrongly into the treas ury, and this indeed may have been true enough. ?'But,' says he, "all will go well if thee wilt have but a little patienoe for awhile. Tomorrow my rents will come in, and I will exact to the last farthing, and there is a parcel of land I may sell mayhap for instant payment, though 'twill be at a fearsome loss'' (mopping , nis eyes), "yet 1 will do it rather than ) 4u wawj wj rewr uioomiaoaity, ana sweetmeat after a bitter draft, bade him so, ere the end of the week, thee mayst ; take the matter not too mucfi to heart, safely count on having yet another promising that, with a little practice, 3.000, which together makes nigh upon, he would soon acquire a habit of self half the sum promised. And this, dear ', restraint, and so all would go well, good friend," adds he shyly, "thee But he made no response, save by shak mayst well take on account of thine own ing of his head sorrowfully, and would share, and none dispute thy right, for not be comforted, 'tis thy money hath done alL And from ! When all were abed that night, we wna i see oi him, smoking of pipes in the public way and drinking with any iow reuows in alehouses, this Captain Evans is but a paltry, mean man, who maybe easily put off with a pound or two to squander in his pleasures, and, as for the Spanish grandee, he do seem so content to be with our mistress that I doubt he needs no pretext for quitting her, added to which, being of a haughty, proud nature, he should soorn to claim his own, to the prejudioe of a merchant who hath naught but his capital to live upon. And I do implore thee, good friend, to lay this matter before my mis tress in such a way that she may not be wroth with me." I told him I would do all he could ex pect of me in reason, but bade him un derstand that his clianoe of forgiveness for having broke his first engagement de pended greatly upon his exactitude in keeping the second, and that he might count on little mercy from us if the oth er two 2,000 were not forthcoming the next day. So I took the money and gave him a quittance for it, signing it with my false name, James Hopkins ; but, re flecting on this when I left him, I wish ed I had not. For I clearly perceived that by this forgery I laid myself open to very grievious consequonoes. More over, taking of this solid money, dis guise it how I would, appeared to me nothing short of downright robbery, be it whose it might. ' In short, being now plunged up to my nock in this business, I felt like a fool ish lad who hath waded beyond his dopth in a rapid current, hoping I might somehow get out of it safely, but with very little expectation. However, the sight of all this gold told up in scores upon the table in our closed room served to quiet these qualms considerably. Nevertheless I was not displeased to re member our bargain with Don Sanchez, feeling that I should breathe more free ly when he had taken this store of gold out of my hands, etc. Thus did my mind waver this way and that, like a weath ercock to the blowing of contrary winds. 'Twas this day that Moll, as I have said, dressed herself in her Moorish clothes for the entertainment of her new friends, and Dawson, hearing her voice, yet not daring to go into the stateroom where she was, must needs linger on the stairs listening to her song and cran ing his neck to catch a glimpse of her through the open door below. Here he stands in a sort of ravishment, sucking in her sweet voice and tho sounds of de light with which her guests paid tribute to her performance, feeding his passion, which, like some firo, grew more fierce by feeding, till he. was well nigh beside himself. Presently out conies Moll from her stateroom, all glowing with exer cise, flushed with pleasure, a rich color la her cheek and wild fire in her eyes, looking more witching than any siren. Swiftly she crosses the hall and runs up the stairs to gain her chamber and re olothe herself, but half way up Dawson stops her, and clasping her about cries hoarsely in a transport : "Thou art my own Moll my own sweet Moll!" adding, as she would break from him to go her way, "Nay, chick, you shall not go till you have bussed your old dad." Then she, hesitating a moment be twixt prudence and her warmer feelings, suddenly yields to the impulse of her heart, her head also being turned maybe with success and delight, and flinging her arms about his neck gives him a hearty kiss, and then bursts away with a light laugh. 1 Jack watches her out of sight, and then, when the moment of escape is past, he looks below to see if there be j any danger, and there he spies Don ROGUES. 4 CO. Sanchez, regarding liim from the open door, where he stands as if to guard it. Without a sign tho don turns on his heel and goes back into the room, while Dawson, with a miserable hangdog look, comes to rue in my chamber, where I am counting the gold, and confesses his folly with a shamed face, cursing him self freely for his indiscretion, which at this rate must rum all ere long. This was no great surprise to me, for I myself bad seen him clip his dear daughter a hand when he thought no one was by, and more than once the name of Moll had slipped out when he should have spoken of Mistress Judith. These accidents threw us both into a very grave humor, and especially I was tormented with the reflection that a forgery could be proved against me if things came to the worst. The danger thereof was not slight, for though all in the house loved Moll dearly and would willingly do her no hurt, yet the servants, should : they notice bow Mis tress Judith stood with Captain Evans, must needs be prating, and there a mis chief would begin, to end only the Lord knows where. Thereupon I thought it as well to preach Jack a sermon and caution him to greater prudence, and this he took in amazing good part, not bidding me tend toy own business, as he might at another time, but assenting very submissively to all my hints of dis aster and thanking me in the end for speaking my mind so freely. Then, see ing him so sadly downoast, I, to give a three men met in mv chamber, where I had set the bags of money on the table, togother with a dish of tobacco and a bottle of wine for our refreshment, and then the don, having lit him a oigarro and we our pipes, with full glasses be- Craning his neck to catch a glimpse of her mrougn me open qoor. side us, I proposed we should talk of our affairs, to which Don Sanchez consented with a solemn inclination of his head. J But ere I began I observed with a pain of foreboding that Jack, who usually had emptied his glass ere others had sip- ped theirs, did now leave his untouched, and after the first pull or two at his pipe he cast it on the hearth as though it were foul to his taste. Taking no open notice of this, I showed Don Sanchez the gold, and related all that had passed between Simon and me. "Happily, senor, " says I in conclu sion, "here is just the sum you gener ously offered to accept for your share and we give it you with a free heart, Evans and I being willing to wait for what may be forthcoming. " "Is it your wish both that I take this?" says he, laying his hand on the money and looking from me to Dawson. "Aye," says he, ' 'tis but a tithe of what is left to us and not a hundredth part of what we owe to you. " "Very good," says the don. "I will carry it to London tomorrow. " "But surely, senor," says I, "you I will not quit us so soon. " j Don Sanchez rolls his cigarro in his lips, looking me straight in the face and somewhat sternly, and asks me quietly if l have ever found him lacking in loy alty and friendship. "In truth, never, senor." "Thon why should you imagine I mean to quit you now when you have more need of a friend in this house" (with a sideward glance as toward Moll's chamber) "than ever you before had?" Then, turning toward Jack, he says, "What are you going to do, Cap tain Evans?" Dawson pauses, as if to snatch one last moment for consideration, and then, nodding at me, "You'll not leave my Moll, Kit?" says he, with no attempt to disguise names. "Why should I leave her? Are we not as brothers, you and I?" "Aye, I'd trust you with my life," answers he, "and, more than that, with my Moll ! If you were her uncle, she couldn't loye you more, Kit, and you will stand by her, too, senor?" The don bowed his head. "Then when you leave tomorrow I'll go with you to London," says Jack. : "I shall return the next day," says Don Sanchez. " " "And I shall not, Godhelp me !" says Jack bitterly. .;. i , "Give me your hand," says the don, but I could speak never a word and sat staring at Jack in a maze. " .'We'll say naught of this to her," oontinww.TaoJr. "There must be no fare- weiiit. i con in never endnre mat za it shall KHm that I have gone with you for company and have fallen in with old comrades, who would keep me for a carousing. " "But without friends, alone, what shall you do then?" says I, heartstricken at the thought of his desolation. The don answers for Jack. ' "Make the best of this lot with a stont heart, like any other brave man," says he. "There are natural hardships which every man must bear in his time, and this is one of them. " Then, lower ing his voice, he adds, "Unless you would have her die an old maid she and her father must part sooner or later?" j Why, that's true, and yet, master, says Jack, "I would have you knowlelse-" that I'm not so brave but I would see her now and then." f "That may be ordered' readily enough," says the don. . , . ) "Then do yon tell her, senor, I have but gone a-junketing, and she may look to see me again when my frolic's over. " i The don closed his eyes as one in du - bitation, and then says, lifting his eye - brows : "She is a clever woman shrewd boyond any I have ever known. Then why treat h as you would a foolish child?, You must let me tell her the truth when I come back, and I warrant it will not break her heart, much as she loves yon." ! -' As you will, " says t'other. " 'Twill be all as one to me," with a sigh. This falls out well in all ways," continues the don, turning tome., "You will tell Simon, whose suspicion we have most to fear, thai; we have handed over 4,000 of those pieces to "Captain Evans as being most in need, we our selves choosing to stay here till the rest of our claim is paid. That will acoount for Evans going away and urive us a pretext for staying here, " ' ; I'll visit him myself, if you will, says Jack, "and wring his beard to show my gratitude. I warrant I'll make 1 him wince, such a grip will I give him, ! and I 11 talk of nothing else but seas and winds and the manner of ship I'll have for his money. " i . . j The following morning before Moll was stirring Don Sanchez and Dawson set forth on their journey, and I, going with them beyond the park gates to the bend of the road, we took leave of each , other with a great show of cheerfulness 1 on both sides. But, Lord 1 My heart lay in my breast like any lump of lead, and when Jack turned his back on me the tears sprang up in my eye as though in deed this was my brother and I was never to see him more. And Ions after he was out of sight I sat on the bank by the roadside, sick with pain to think of his sorrow in going forth like this, with out one last loving word of parting from his dear Moll, to find no home in Lon don, no friend to cheer him, and he the most companionable man in the world. CHAPTER XVHL Being somewhat of a coward, I es sayed to put Moll off with a story of her father having gone a-frolicking with Don Sanchez, leaving it to the don to break the truth to her on his return. And a sorry, bungling business I made of it, to be sure. For, looking me straight in the eyes, whenever I dared lift them, she did seem to perceive that I was lying from the very first, which o disconcerted me, though she inter rupted me by never a word, that I could soarce stammer to the end of my tale. Then, without asking a single question or once breaking her painful silence, she laid her face in her hands, her shoulders shook, and the tears ran out between her fingers and fell upon her lap. "I know, I know," says she, putting me away when I attompted to speak. "He has gone away for my sake and will come back no more, and 'tis all my fault that I could not play my part bet ter." Then what words of comfort I could find I offered her, but she would not be consoled and shut herself up in her room all the morning. Nevertheless she ate more heartily than I at dinner, and, fresh visitors coming in the afternoon, she entertained them as though no grief lay at her heart. Indeed she recovered of this cruel blow much easier than I looked for, and but that she would at times sit pensive, ; with melancholy, wistful eyes, and rise from her seat with a troubled sigh, one would have said at the end of the week that she had ceased to feel for her father. But this was not so, albeit wounds heal quickly in the young and healthful, for I believe they who weep the least do ache the most. Then, for her further excuse, if it be needed, Don Sanchez brought back good tidings of her fatherhow he was neat ly lodged near tho cherry garden, where he could hear the birds all day and the fiddles all night, with abundance of good entertainment, etc. To confirm which she got a letter from him three days later, very loving and cheerful, telling how, his landlord being a car penter, he did amuse himself mightily at his old trade in the workshop and was all agog for learning to turn wood in a lathe, promising that he would make her a set of eggcups against her birthday, please God. Added to this, the number of her friends multiplying apace, every day brought some new oc cupation to her thoughts ; also, having now that 2,000 old Simon had promis ed us, Moll set herself to getting through it as quickly as possible by furnishing herself with all sorts of rich gowns and appointments, which is as pretty a diversion-of melancholy from a young wo man's thoughts as any. And so I think I need dwell no longer on this head. About the beginning of October, Simon somes, cap in hand and very humble, to Hie court to crave Moll's consent to his setting some men with guns in her park at night, to lie in ambush for poachers, telling how they had shot one man in the act last spring, and had hanged an other the year before for stealing of a sheep, adding that a stranger had been Been loitering in the neighborhood, who, he doubted not, was of their thioving crew. "What makes you think that?" asks Moll a .. "He has btm wvn lingering about here these three days, " answers Simon. "Yet to my knowledge he hath not lept at either of the villain inns. Moreover, be hath the look of a desperate, starving rascal, ripe for snob work " "I will have no man killed for his misfortunes. " "Gentle mistress, suffer me to point out that if thee lets one man steal with impunity others, now innocent, are thereby encouraged to sin, and thus thy mercy tends to greater cruelty. " "No man shall be killed on my land. There is my answer," says Moll, with passion. "If you take this poor, starved creature, it shall be without doing him bodily hurt. You shall answer for it Not a bone shall be broken, mistress. Tis enough if we carry him before Jus tice Martin, a godly, upright man, and a scourge to evildoers, - "Nay, you shall not do that till I have heard his case, " says MolL " 'Tis Ior me to decide whether he has injured j me or not' 811(1 suffer none to take ! my Place-" ! Promising obedience, Simon withdrew j fore any further restrictions might be , F1' uPon nim bnfc Moll's mind was i mWiix Qistnrbed all day by fear of mis- .... I.,.:. , v' Hearing MoW$ cry of joy he opened his : , ... . ; n eyes. ( ... . .. ' , chief being done despite her commands, and at night she would have me take her round the park to see all welL May be she thought that her own father, steal ing hither to see her privily, might fall a victim to Simon's ambushed hirelings. But we found no one, though Simon had certainly hidden these fellows some where in the thickets. , While we were at table next morning we heard a great commotion in the hall, and Mrs. Butterby, coming in a mighty pucker, told how the robber had been taken in the park, and how Simon had brought him to the house in obedience to her lady's command. ' "But do, pray, have a care of your self, my dear lady," says she, "for this hardy villain hath 6truck Mr. Simon in the face and made most desperate re sistance, and heaven protect us from such wicked outlaws as have the vil lainy to show themselves in broad day- I light 1" Moll, smiling, said she would rather face a lion in the day than a mouse by night, and so bade the captive to be brought before her. Then in comes Simon, with a stout band over one eye, followed by two sturdy fellows holding their prisoner be twixt them, and this was a very pas sionate man, as was evidenced by the looks of fury he cast from side to side upon his captors as they dragged him this way and that to make a show of their power, but not ill looking. In his . struggles he had lost his hat, and his threadbare coat and shirt were torn open, j laying bare his neck and showing a very fair, white skin and a good beard of light, curling hair. There was naught mean or vile in his face, but rather it seemed to me a noble countenance, though woefully wasted, so that at a glance one might perceive he was no born rascal, but likely enough some ruinod man of better sort driven to un lawful ways by his distress. He was of a fair hoight, but gaunt beyond every thing, and so feeble that, after one ef fort to free his arms, his chin sank upon his breast as if his forces were all spent. 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Dr. Miles' Remedies Restore Health. 4 ifaSF Moll, but with Mtle gratltutw m look, and places himself at the end of the table facing us, who sat at the other end, Moll sitting betwixt Don Sanchez and me, and there, setting his hands for support upon the board, he holds his head up pretty proudly, waiting for what might coma "Who are you?" asks Moll in a tone of authority. He waits a moment, as if deliberat ing with himself whether to speak fair ly or not ; then, being still sore with his ill treatment and angered to be Ques tioned thus by a mere crirl he. as I take it, being a man of 80 or, there abouts heansvrs: "I do not choose to telL Who I am. what I am, concerns yon no more than who and what you are concerns me, and less, since I may justly demand by what right these fellows, whom I take to be your servants, have thus laid hands on me."' .' 'How do you answer this?" asks' Moll, turning to Simon. Then Simon told very precisely, as if he were before a magistrate, how this man, having been seen lingering about the court several days and being with out home Or occupation, had been sus pected of felonious purposes ; how, therefore, he had set a net to lay wait fpr him;, how that morning they had entrapped him standing within a covert of the park. regarding the house:, how lie had refused to give his name or any excuse lor- his being there and how he bad made most desperate attempts to escape when they had lain hands on him. ' - ' - " - Is this true?" asks Moll of the pris oner. ' . ' "- .,. , , ; ."Yes,'.' says he. . , .'; Moll , regards him with incredulous eyes a moment ; then, turning to Simon, What arms had he for this purpose that you speak of?" says she. ; . None, mistress, but " 'twould be a dread villain verily who would carry the engines of his trade abroad in day light to betray him. " And then he told how 'tis the habit of these poachers to reconnoiter their guard by day and keep their nets, guns, etc., concealed in some thicket or hollow tree convenient for their purpose. "But," adds he, "we may clearly prove a trespass against him, which is a punishable offense, and this assault upon me, whereof I have evidence, shall also count for something with Justice Martin, and so the wicked shall yet come by their deserts. " And with that he gives his fellows a wink with his one eye to carry off their quarry. "Stay," says Moll, "I would be fur ther convinced" "If he be an honest man, let him show thee his hand," says Simon The man innocently enough stretches out his palm toward us, not perceiving Simon's end. "There 1" cries Simon. "What said I? Is that a hand that ever did a day's hon est work?" is no worse man mine," says Moll, regarding the hand, which in truth was exceeding smooth and well formed. "Come," adds she still more kindly, "you see I am no harsh judge. I would not deny a fellow creature the pleasure that is not grudged, the oovey that runs across my lawn. Tell me you were there but to gratify a passing caprice, and I'll forgive you as freely as I'll believe you." This gentle appeal seemed to move the young man greatly, and he made as if he would do more than was demanded of him and make thata free confession which he had refused toTforce. But ere a word could leave his parted lips a deadly shade passed over his face, his knees gave under him, and staggering to save himself he fell to the ground in a swoon. Then, while all we men stood fixed in wonderment, Moll, with the quick, help ful impulse of her womanhood, ran swiftly from her place to his side, and dropping on her knees cried for water to be brought her. "Dead of hunger," says Don Sanchez in my ear. "Fetch a flask of brandy. " And then, laying hold of Simon by the shoulder, he pointed significantly to the open door. This hint Simon was not slow to take, and when I returned from the buttery with a case of strong waters I found no one in the room but Don Sanchez, and Moll with the fainting man's head upon her lap, bathing temples gently. Life had not come bai and the young man's face looked very handsome in death, the curls pushed back from his brow and his long fea tures still colorless like a carved marble. Then, with a "my lackaday" and "alas," in bustles Mrs. Butterby with a bottle of cordial in one hand and a bunch of burning feathers in the other. "Fling that rubbish in thechimney," says the don. "I know this malady well enough. " And pouring some wine in a cup he put it to the dead man's parted lips In a few moments he breathed again, and hearing Moll's cry of joy be opened his eyes as one waking from a dream and turned his head to learn what had happened. Then, finding his head in Moll's lap, and her small, soft, cool hand upon his brow", a smile played over his wasted face, and well indeed might he smile to see that young figure of stern justice turned to the living image of tender mercy. Perceiving him out of danger and re covering her own wits at the same time, Mrs. B-itterby cries: "Lord, madam, do let me call a maid to take your place, for, dear heart, you have quite spoiled your new gown with this mess of wa ter, and all for such a paltiy fellow as this!" Truly it must have seemed to her un derstanding an outrageous thing that a lady of her mistress' degree should be nursing such a ragged rascal, but to me, knowing Moll's helpful, impulsive dis position, 'twas no such extraordinary matter, for she at such a moment could not entertain those feelings which might have restrained a lady of more refined breeding. The pretty speech of Mrs. Butterby, reaching the fallen mail's ear, seemed intently to quicken his spirits, andcast-ir.'j- iff hi. l.'fburaic Imuior he ocicklv maggtwt to nis Iwcwnnewe rantea MolL Then, resting one hand upon the table fir nupport, he craved her pardon for giving so much trouble, but in a very faint, weak voice. "I would have done as much for a dog," says Moll. "My friends will ren der you what further services are fit, and if it appears that you have been un justly used, as I do think you have, be sure you shall have reparation. " "I ask no more," says he, "than to be treated, as I may merit in your es teem." "Justice shall be done," says Don Sanchez in his stern voice, and with that he conducts Moll to the door. ; But Moll was not content with this promise of justice. For the quality of mercy begetteth love, so that one cannot only moderate one's anger against an en emy, but it doth breed greater compassion ana leniency Dy mating one better con tent with one's self and therefore more indulgent to others. And so, when she had left the room, she sends for me, and taking me aside says with vivacity: "I will have no punishment made upon that man. " "Nay," says I, "but if 'tis proved that his intent was to rob you" "What then?" says she. "Hath he not as much right to this estate as we? And are we one whit the better than be, save in the more fortunate issue of our designs?. Understand me." adds she, with passion, "I willhaye nothing added to his unhappiness. " I I found the young man seated at' the table and Don Sanchez gravely setting food before him. But hewould take nothing but bread, and that he, ate as though it were the sweetest meat in all the world. 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