THE SEA-HAWK
By Rafael Sabatini.
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CHAPTER IV.
Th> p*r»on had notion* of riding
after Sir Oliver, and begged Master
Bains to join him. But the justice
looked down hl» long nose and opined
I hat no good purpnee " *• to lie
■fried; that TrnilIMM arte aver
I wild and bloody men: and that an
angry Traaalllan wan a thing t<* he
avoided. 8lr Andrew-, who waa far
from valorone, thought there might
be wledoin In the juetlce'a word*, and
rememliered that ha had trouble*
enough of hie own with a forward
wife without taking up the hurdana
('f other*. Master (indelphtn afld Sir
(tllier, lietuern them, quoth the Jtia
Ilea, had pot up th!a storm <>f theira
A (toil's naitia let them nettle It, and
If In the settlltiK they should cut each
other's throat* haply the countryside
would he well rid of a brae# of turbti
lent fellow*. Th* pedler deemed the*
a couple of madmen, whoa* way*
were lieyond th* understanding of a
nolw-r rltlxan. Tha othara—tha f..«her
man ami tha mat Ira—had not tha
mount, to follow pull hud thay had
tha will.
Thay dtaiwraad to put abroad tha
nawa of that ahort furloua quin i el
and to prophaay thn* blood would he
lat In the adjuatlni; of It. Tlila pruR
noatloatlon thay bnaad entirely upon
their knowiedRo of tha ahort Tree
ell'an was-. But It wa* a matter In
whleh they were entirely wrong It
ia true that Kir Oliver went s;all<>|>
ins nlnns that toad that follmva th*
Penryn river and that he pounded
over the htidae In the town of Pen
rs-n In Master fJodnlji&iln’* wake with
murder In hi* heart. Men who aaw*
him riding wildly thui with the red
n hi* w hite fm ion* fat e
said that he looked a very devil.
lie crossed the bridge «t Peltryn a
half hour after sunset, us dusk "us
closing Into night, and it may Is
Ite sharp, frosty sir had a hand In
tlTc cooling or his blood. K'nr ns he
reached the river's eastern bank he
slackened his breakneck pace, even ns
he slackened the angry galloping of
his thoughts. The memory of that
oath he hud sworn three months ago
to Rosamund smote him like a physi
cal Mow. Il checked his purpose,
and, reflecting this, his pace fell^to
; n amble. l|e shivered to think how
! near he had gone to wrecking all ihe
i happiness that lay ahead of him.
What was a boy's whiplash, that
his resentment of It should set, all
his future life in Jeopardy? Even
though men should call him a coward
tor submitting to it and leaving the
insult unavenged, what should that
matter? Moreover, upon the body of
him who did so proclaim httn he could
brand the lie of a charge so foolish.
Sir Oliver raised his eyes to the
deep sapphire dome of heaven where
an odd star was glittering frostily,
and thanked God from a swelling
heart tlmt he had not overtaken Peter
Godolphln whilst his madness was
upon him.
A mile or so below Penryn he
turned up the road that ran down to
the ferry there, and took his way
home over the shoulder of the hill
with a slack rein. It was not his
usual way. Ha was wont ever to go
round by Trefusis Point that he might
take a glimpse at the walls of the
house that harbored Rosamund and
a glance at the window of her bower.
But tonight he thought the shorter
road over the hill would he the safer
way. If he went by Godolphln Court
he might chance to meet Peter again,
and his past anger warned him
against courting such a meeting,
warned him to avoid It lest evil
should betide. Indeed, so imperious
was the warning, and such were his
fears of himself after what had just
passed, that he resolved to leave
Penarrow on the next day. Whither
he would go he did not then deter
mine. He might i«epair to London,
and hs might even go upon another
cruise—ran idea which he had lately
dismissed under Rosamund's earnest
Intercession. But it was Imperative
that he should quit the neighborhood,
and place a distance between Peter
Godolphln and himself until such time
as he might take Rosamund to wife.
Eight months or so of exile; but what
matter?* Better so than that he
should be driven Into some deep that
would compel him to spend his whole
lifetime apart from her. He would
write, and she would Understand and
appptve when he told her what had
passed that day.
The resolve was firmly Implanted
in him by the time he had reached
Penarrow, and he felt himself uplifted
by it and by the promise it afforded
him that thus his future happiness
would lie assured.
Himself he stabled hla horse; ror
of the two grooms he kept, one had
by his leave set out yesterday to
spend Christmas In Devon with his
parents, the other had taken a chill
end had been ordered to bed that very
day by Kir Oliver, who was eonsid
erate with those that served hlfc.
In the dining room he found sup
per spread, and a great log fire
blazed In the enormous cowled fire
place, diffusing a pleasant warmth
through the vast room and flicker
ing rudUily upon the trophies of
weapons that adorned the wails, upon
the tapestries and the portraits of
dead Tressilians. Hearing his step,
old Nicholas entered bearing a great
candlebranch which he set upon the
table. „
•'You 'm late, sir Oliver." said the
servant, "and Master Lionel bain't
home yet neither."
Sir Oliver grunted and scowled as
' he crunched a log and aet It sizzling
under his wet heel. He thought ^>f
Malpas and cursed Lionel’s folly, as,
without a word, ho loosed his cloak
and flung it on an oaken coffer by
the wall where already he had cast
his hat. Then he sat down, and
Nicholas came forward to draw off
his boot*.
When that was done and the old
servant stood up again. Sir Oliver
shortly hade him to serve supper.
"Master Lionel cannot be long
now," said he. "And give me to drink,
Nick. T Is what I most require.”
"I've brewed ee a posset o’ canary
sack.” announced Nicholas; “there'm
no better supping o’ a frosty winter's
night, Kir Oliver.”
He departed to return presently
with a black jack that waa steaming
fragrantly. He found his master still
in the same attitude, staring at the
fire, and frowning darkly. Sir Oli
ver* thoughts were still of his
brother and MaJpas, and so Insist
ent were they that his own concerns
were for the moment quite neglected;
he was considering whether it was
/iot his duty, after all, to attempt a
word of remonstrance At length he
rose with a sigh and got to table.
There he bethought him of his sick
groom, and asked Nicholas of him.
Nicholas reported the fellow to he
much Is he had been, whereupon Sir
Oliver took up a cup and brimmed It j
with the steaming posset.
' Take him that." he said. "There's
no better medicine for such an all-1
ment."
Outside fell a clatter of hoofs.
I# Mi«irter Lionel at last '*
salt] the servant.
• No doubt," a greed Sir Oliver. ' \e
need to stay for him. Her* Is all i *
needs Carry that to Tom are it
coola."
It was his ohjai’t to procure lie
servant's absence alien IAonel ahou 1
arrive, resolved as he was to greet
him with a sound rating for hit foil).
Reflection hsd brought him the aeeur
mice that One warn become hie du!
In view of his projected absence fr .i
penarrow; and In his brother's lnte
est he Was determined not to spai >
him.
He took a deep draught of th
posset, and as he set It down he heard
Lionel's step without. Then the dom
was flung open, and hia brother sto
on the threshold a moment at gaze.
Sir Oliver looked round with a
scowl, the well-considered reproof al
ready on hi* Ups.
•'.So . . he began and got no fur
ther. The sight that met his eye*
drove the ready words from hla lips
and rnind; Instead It was with a sharp
gasp of dismay that he came imm*
diateiy to hia feet. "Llomd:"
Lionel lurched in, closed the door,
and shot home one of Its bolts Thoi
lie leaned against it. facing his brotl
cr again. He was deathly paie, w '
great dark "stains under his eyes; hi”
ungloved right hand was pressed to
his side, and the fingers of it wen
all smeared with blood that was still
ozzing and dripping from between
them. Over his yellow doublet on
the right side there was a spreading
dark stain whose nature did not in
trigue Sir Oliver a moment.
"My God!" he cried, and ran to
his brother. “What's happened, Lai?
Who has done this?”
‘"Peter Godolphin," cam# the an
swer from lips that writhed In a curi
ous smile.
Never a word said Sir Oliver. 1 •
he set his teeth and clenched h -
hands until the nails cut into hi*
palms. Then he put an arrn about
this lad he loved above all save one
in the whole world, and with anguish
in his mind he supported him for
ward to the fire. There Lionel
dropped to the chair that Sir Oliver »
had lately occupied.
"What is your hurt, lad? Has It
gone deep?” he asked, in terror al
most.
'" "Tis naught—a flesh wound; but I
have lost a mort of blood. I thought
I should have been drained or ever
I got .me home.”
With fearful speed Sir Oliver drew
his dagger and ripped away doublet,
vest and shirt, laying bare the lads
white flesh. A moment's examina
tion, and he breathed more freely.
"Art a very babe. Lai," he cried
in his relief. "To ride without thought
to stanch so simple a wound, and so
lose all this blood—bad Tress Uan
blood though it be.” He laughed in
the immensity of his reaction from
that momentary terror. "Stay thou
there whilst I call Nick to help us
dress this scratch."
"No. no!" There was note of sud
den fear in the lad's voice, and his
hand clutched at hla brother's sleeve
"Nick must not know. None must
know, or I am undone else."
(To Be Coo tinned Tomorrow.)
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New York
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By o. 0. ST INTYRE.
New York, April 10.—There ere
times when a stroll In New Tork of
fers all the thrills of the first circus
side show. One sees strange touches
of the oddments and remainders of
l.fe as well as the flashes of vivid ~
colorings.
In one block there was a pony
being led by a midget puffing at a
big pipe. Behind him was another
pony led by a Syrian dwarf with
rings in hie ears. Around the corner
two men were brushing the silken cot
of a white camel used in a vaudeville
act.
In Times square—this 1* the same
stroll—five men were carrying a huge
wedding cake on a curtained litter
with shafts. In a drug store window
a one-armed man was demonstrating
the merits of a patent slip-on necktie.
b'p in front of the Astor a man on
stilt* 10 feet high was parading with
a quick lunch banner fore and aft.
And in a doorway near the Globe
theater a pavement hawker was swal
lowing a sword to attract a crowd for
his sale of silk socks.
At the entrance of a subway kiosk
at Fiftieth street a crowd had col
lected to guess under which shell the
pea rested. In the lobby of the
Winter Garden a man was auctioning
off his fur coat to the highest bidder
so he could go home to his father s
funeral.
In the fifteenth floor of a window
in a Columbus circle skyscraper one
strap holding a cleaner had slipped
from the hock and he was dangling
helplessly by the other and shouting
for someone to come to his rescue.
He was saved.
This, of course, was an unusua
day. There are other time* whet
one may walk for hours and see noth
ing that could not be seen in any
city of average sure. Tet the fact
that these high lights sre not .enable
now and then Is what makes the
nietropolle eo interesting.
A former society woman whr
struck th* shoals of bankruptcy" 1*
recouping her fortune by making
candy and selling it for IS a pound.
She knows one of Manhattan's little
?<eret*. The higher th# price the
bigger the sale among those who want
to appear swank.
There Is a rathe* stiff appearing
hanker in New York who takes s
month off each year to mingle in
Bohemia. He enjoys the essy cama
raderies and the lack of con cent ions.
His world is on* where h* has to
assume a froien face and say No
with a click for many hours a day.
lie poses as'an artist.
On Ninth avenue there Is a shop
that specialise# In "Rented Flowers
for Funerals." Th# flowers* are arti
ficial and are loaned out for • con
sideratlon to those who wish to make
it appear the last sad rites h«'«
brought many fln# tribute*. Th# fu
neral In the tenement district Is syr.i a
boliied by an odd vanity. The be
reaved want to impress th* peighbo.
with many floral offerings.
Franklin P. Adams, th# columnist,
set out some time ago to write a
novel. Hs is used to fashioning th*
closely clipped and pungent paragraph
and Incidents to which other novels
devoted page*. H* found h* could
only devote a bne of so After man'"
! despairing day a he found a novel
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a newspaper. Here It Is:
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