I passed through Kingston in the thick of the darkness, and made for the wilds beyond,[175] only pulling in when I had reached the village of Ripley in the dawn. 'Twas bitter cold of a raw January day, and the sun was in a grey welter of clouds that betokened8 snow. So I drank a hot draught9 of ale and brandy, and, giving my nag a bite, was on the road again, for I knew not how near the enemy might be, and I had vowed10 to put ten leagues behind me ere I lay anywhere. The way was vile11 in that weather, but I pushed on through Guildford, and at last came to Liphook, where I sheltered for the night. Now what was my predicament on the morrow but to find the nag lame12 and myself in chains to the spot! But I had covered a long distance, and so says I to myself, I will rest and give odds13 to fortune. So I tarried there, pretty comfortable.
But in the afternoon there comes along a stage from town, in the which, having spied the ground very carefully, I decided14 to journey; for I had by now made up my mind to reach Portsmouth, and ply15 between there and Southampton and the west, until such time as the chase was over. So in goes I, much against my habit, along with a company that seemed at first little to my taste. There was a respectable old gentleman that was full of questions; and madam, his wife, that was fat and slumberous16; and to them was a[176] daughter, pretty enough, but with eyes that marched and countermarched, and usually upon a young man that was dressed like a Court popinjay. This fellow, as I discovered, was her lover, Harringay by name, and a pretty cupid he was. The last in the coach was a staid-faced, sober-clad man, all in a dark kerseymere, that had come in with me at Liphook, and read a book while 'twas light and between the jolts19. This was dull company, as you may guess, for Dick Ryder to find himself in, all save the girl, whose eyes went on a campaign with mine. So, thinks I, if I must be here for some drab hours, I will at least take some merriment of it, and so I fell to ogling20 her, at which she minced21 and took on a better colour.
'Twas in the act that the old gentleman broke the silence by addressing me. Snow had fallen in the night, and 'twas now darkening for more. Out on the Sussex waste tumbled the stage, and of a sudden took the wind. It heeled her over, and the horses stayed and swayed.
"Heaven save us! We are overturned!" cried the old fellow, looking at me.
"Not we," said I. "Why, 'twould take all the breath of two heavens to capsize this old village."
"You think 'tis safe?" says he anxiously.
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"As safe as a snail," said I, "and about as speedy. Confound all such conveyances22!" said I. "Give me a horse atwixt my legs and I ask no more."
"You are a soldier, sir?" said he.
"You may call me that," says I—"a soldier of fortune."
"I knew it," says miss, beaming; and at that the wind took us again, and the stage jolted23 on her creaking wheels, sending miss into my arms, and the old lady upon the thin black fellow.
Miss got herself back with my assistance, blushing ripe and red, and the old lady cries,—
"Geoffrey, my smelling-salts! Harringay, tuck my skirts down." At which the popinjay began fumbling24 in his pockets, and with a sulky air stooped to do as he was bid. T'other man feigned25 to go on reading, but it was too dark now to see print.
"I have no taste for these common stages," says Harringay, presently, in a fluting26 voice of affectation. "If I had my way, I would travel by private coach."
"Maybe," said I, "you cannot stride a horse."
"Indeed," said he, loftily, "I am quite accustomed to it."
"'Tis the only way of progression," I said. "A stout nag and a pair of barkers."
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"Ah," said the old man admiringly, "you soldiers see strange things."
"I'll warrant, yes," said I. "I could tell you that which would make your hair stand."
Miss was gaping27 at me, and so was the whole family, but young Harringay crossed his legs, and says he indifferently,—
"'Tis said soldiers have long tongues."
"Why, they have long swords," said I peremptorily28, for I was annoyed by his airs and graces.
He gave a little laugh, as if he were amused with something all to himself; and I was aware at the same time that the man in black was eyeing me steadily29. He had the look of a lawyer's clerk, or something of the sort, so I returned him his stare with nonchalance30. This made him give way, and he turned his attention to the party opposite, for there could be no pretence31 now of reading a page.
"You go armed always, sir?" inquired the old gentleman.
"One never knows whom one may meet," said I, with a yawn.
"You signify highwaymen?" he said in a lower voice.
"Why, I'm told there is danger from these gentry32," said I.
Harringay laughed lightly.
"Pooh!" he says. "They are main[179] cowards, and would not attack any man with boldness and a pistol."
The man in black looked at him with interest.
"You carry a pistol, sir?" I asked politely of the popinjay.
He tapped his pocket significantly.
"There is none would dare assail33 me," he boasted; and miss cast him a glance of admiration34.
"We put ourselves in Mr Harringay's hands," explained the old gentleman cheerily. "He is our escort."
I thought I saw a smile on the face of the man in black, and I could not help meeting it; but his suddenly faded away, and he looked out at the moor35, on which the snow and the wind were threshing. The old coach was lurching on, as if she had been a packet in a storm.
"I shall be sick. My stomach heaves," cried the fat woman, and applied36 her smelling-salts; whereat she was attended by her husband and her daughter, and, lying back, seemed to pass off into sleep.
"'Tis a wild night," says the old man. "I misdoubt we shall fetch Petersfield."
"Why, that we shall," said I cheerfully, "unless these same gentry you speak of play us a trick."
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"Do you think it likely?" inquired a voice in my ear; and there was the man in black, broken out of silence for the first time.
"Maybe," said I indifferently, "and maybe not."
"Why," he says, in a raucous38 voice, "there is nothing here to tempt39 any such. What is there among us all?"
"Speak for yourself," said I. "I have that which I would not part with willingly."
"And I, sir," said the old gentleman. "But with three such young gentlemen to protect us we need fear nothing."
"Well, I will confess I wouldn't care to be stopped," says the man in black. "But they would not have much of me."
"There is my box of jewels," says miss, looking eagerly at Harringay, who smiled and nodded and clapped his hand to a pocket.
"'Tis safe," said he. "You may trust me for that, sweetheart." At which she smiled on him adoringly.
The man in black had sunk back into his seat, and his heavy breathing sounded presently in my ear, so that I concluded he, too, was fallen asleep. I was like to have done the same, for the jolting40 and the stuffiness41 of the air had wearied me; but at that moment the coach came to a stop, and there was the[181] voice of the coachman calling out that this was Rake.
'Twas now darkling overhead, but the snow had ceased, and we entered the Flying Bull to refresh ourselves—a long barn of a place, with a surly landlord that had not sense enough to serve his customers properly. But the wine was fair, and I ordered a bottle or two, in the which I asked the old gentleman to join me.
Says he, "With all my heart, sir, seeing that you add this to my other obligations."
"What be those?" said I.
He gave me a bow, for he was a civil gentleman, though of a rustic42 habit. "You protect us, sir," he said. "We are relying upon your good weapons and bright courage in the face of emergency."
I laughed. "Oh, as for that," I said, "I can promise you there's none likely to infest43 you. You are as safe as in Whitehall within these fields of white."
"That is well said," remarked the man in black. "And I shall eat, for my part, with the better assurance after that promise."
He had certain sourness of voice, at which, however, I could not take offence, for there was nothing in his words to warrant it. But Harringay must be popping into the conversation, and so I turned my spleen on him.
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"I would not promise," said he, "that we shall not be molested44. There is plenty of cut-throats about, as I have heard."
"Lord, Harringay!" says the old lady, dropping her knife and fork, "you terrify me. What possessed45 us to come on this journey?"
He simpered, as one pleased with his effort, adding, "'Tis known as the worst road out of London."
"Dear heart!" cries the lady, and I saw miss whitening under the bloom she had took of the cold air.
"'Tis a pity," said I, "that simpletons talk of what they know not. 'Tis the safest road in the kingdom."
"Oh," says he with an air, "I would not discompose anyone. 'Tis best you should keep up your spirits." And he drank of his wine, whistling gently, and as one who is superior to circumstance and the rest of the company.
If he had not been so grotesque46 an ape I would have said something more, but as it was I had not the heart to overwhelm him in miss's presence. So said I good-humouredly, "Well, call me when there is danger, and I will see if I can spy it out of two spectacles."
I gave miss a jorum of mulled wine, and I plied37 her mother, who would eat anything. Never did I see a woman with such an appetite.[183] But the old gentleman took little or nothing, and only sipped47 his glass, being clearly in an anxious state.
"I was promised we should lie at Petersfield to-night," he said in a plaintive48 way, "for I have business in Portsmouth to-morrow."
"Oh, you shall lie there safe and warm," said I, "and madam and miss, too, in as snug49 blankets as any in the realm, or call me hangman."
I got up and walked to the window. The black night stared back at me with ominous50 eyes. Thinks I to myself that we must be hauling out at once if my words were to come true; for there was snow in the sky like lead. I turned about, and under the candles saw the man in black guttling his wine as if he were in a haste to feel its temper in his stomach. He had drunk one bottle and the better part of another. I called out to the innkeeper, bidding him ask if we were to stay there all night, for, if not, we had better be gone. And that seemed to affect the coachman, for in a little news was come that we were to start. The last I saw of the table was the figure of the man in black drinking his second bottle to the dregs.
No sooner were we set in the stage again than the storm began. The wind swept over[184] the heights and rained on us a deadly flurry of snow. It battered51 against the windows and penetrated52 even to the recesses53 of the interior. But we were warm with our wine, and I, for one, lay back with contentment, with one eye open on miss (who was conscious of my stare, and fidgeted under it), and t'other on nothingness. The old lady went off to sleep forthwith with the food she had taken, and trumpeted54 at times to the chagrin55 of her daughter. But what's a snore? At least it interfered56 not with me, and presently miss had slipped from me, and I was at rest like any child. The coach rocked in my dreams, and then there was a cry, and presently after I opened my eyes with the feeling that the snow was on my temples.
'Twas not that, however, but the barrel of a pistol that the man in black held.
"Move," says he fiercely, "and you are a dead man!"
As soon as I was awake I guessed what it was, and so, never stirring a hand, said I,—
"That command concerns not my jaw57, I conceive."
"'Twere best you kept your mouth closed," said he.
"Why," said I, "I perceive that my prognostications were all wrong, and that we be fallen indeed into the hands of a tobyman,[185] who will, I trust, prove as gallant58 as all his kidney."
"Silence!" says he, "and give me what you have."
"You have my pistols?" I asked politely.
"Yes," he replied triumphantly59; and at that I knew he was a mere17 bungler60, and no real gentleman of the road, for he was all a-tremble with his excitement.
"Well," said I, "there is but the matter of a small bag of guineas—"
"Hand it out," said he sharply.
"Look'ee," said I; "you promise me death do I move."
"I will find it myself," he said quickly.
But I was not for having his dirty fingers on me; so said I, with a heavy sigh, "If I must, I must." And I drew out a bag from my inner pocket.
"You have saved yourself," said he hoarsely61; and, Lord! I knew again he was new to the game, for no born tobyman would have rested content with what I gave him, when there was two bags more of golden pictures safely stowed in my coat.
"Now that you have what you want," said I meekly62, "maybe you will allow me to ask after my companions."
"You will understand," said he, "that I am here with four loaded pistols, with the which I will shoot any that moves."
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"Oh, I accept my fate," I replied, as if desperately63. "Tis the young lady that I am thinking on."
He laughed harshly.
"You have cast sheep's eyes enough, my good man. I have her jewels."
"Damme, now," says I, "had the jewels been in my keeping I would not have let 'em go so cheaply. Is the young gentleman in his gore64?"
"No," says he curtly65.
"We have all been taken by surprise and robbed," says the voice of the old gentleman tremulously. "This man—"
"Silence!" said the man in black.
"Are you there, miss?" said I to the darkness.
A small voice says,—
"Yes"—very frightened.
"Keep up your heart," said I. "We are none of us hurt, and when once this awesome66 ruffian—"
"I command you to be silent," said he savagely67.
"Come," said I, "let us have some liberty. You have took our goods; let us have our tongues left."
At that he said nothing, but there came an interruption. If you will believe me the old lady had slumbered69 through it all, and now[187] woke up at a jolt18 of the coach, and cried out,—
"Thieves!"
"Why, madam, you say right," said I; "thieves it is, and as ferocious70 a tobyman as ever I remember."
With that she fell to screaming, but the man in black clapped his pistol to her, and gave her a fright that paralysed her to silence.
"Give me what you have," says he.
"I—I have nothing," she stammered71. "There is no room on me to hide so much as a—"
"Bah!" says he. "If you will cease your clatter72 I will do you no harm."
"The gentleman has promised to do none of us harm," said I, "if we behave modestly. This coach shall not swim in blood, for the which we should fall to our prayers in thankfulness."
Whether he perceived my ironic73 tone and was to resent it I know not; but I would have been equal to him, the nincompoop. But as chance had it, just at that moment the coach came to with a crash that sent him flying against the window. He flourished his pistols wildly, and I thought the fool would have let one off. Only the door opened on the other side now, and the head of the coachman peered in. My man presents at him, shouting,—
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"Move, and you're a dead man!"
"What's all this stir?" says the coachman in amazement74. "Are ye gone out of your wits?"
"No," says he. "But you shall be gone out of yours if you stir, and do not as I wish."
"This gentleman," says I in a mild voice, "has robbed the coach; and 'tis only of his kindness that we get off with our lives."
"You shall cut one of the horses loose and let me have it," said this ridiculous tobyman, "or I will blow out your brains."
"You're welcome to a horse," grumbled75 the other, still in astonishment77; "you're welcome to 'em all, if you can get anywhere from here."
"What is it you mean?" he demanded haughtily78.
"Why, we're astray—we're in a drift somewhere towards Liss—the Lord knows where," says t'other.
"Indeed," says I imploringly79, "you will not venture your valuable life on such a night."
But he uttered a savage68 oath, yet appeared perplexed80.
"Look you," said I in another voice. "If you take the horse you will reach nowhere from here, and you will leave five hapless mortal beings to starve of cold. Let 'em get back to the road, and then take your nag."
He was silent for a while, but this argument[189] seemed to appeal to him. "Very well," said he, "I consent. But if there be any sign of treachery I will not hesitate to shoot. Go back to your horses."
At this the coachman, no doubt well enough content to be let off at such a price, shut the door and departed, and presently the stage began to rumble76 on again, floundering on the hills towards Liss.
Now you may think how I was tickled82 at this muckworm trying his hand at the road. He was some attorney's clerk or maybe 'prentice, I could have sworn, and he was as fidgety as a cat, seeming not to know what to do, or whom to confront and bully83. Moreover, my attitude had put him in a flurry, and the knowledge that we were astray had discomfited84 him. So he stands with his back at the door, saying nothing, but holding a barker in each fist. But I was not for letting him alone, and says I,—
"You done that very well. I would I had your composure, and I would have been his Majesty's Chief Justice by now, with the hanging of rogues85 for my business."
At that the old gentleman plucked up spirit enough to venture on a word.
"Alack," he said, "I fear that all those that follow a trade of violence must come by violence to their end." And sighed.
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"That's the truth," said I, smacking86 my leg. "You have spoke truth if you die to-night."
"Silence!" cries this shoddy highwayman nervously87.
"Your tongue wags, young man," says the fat old lady to me. "But it appears to me you did little in the defence you boasted of some time ago."
"I can't abide88 cold steel at my ears," said I. "Alas89 that I was born to encounter so redoubtable90 a captain!"
"You are a soldier," says she angrily, "and you see us robbed and put about like this."
"Why, I can endure any ordinary tobyman," said I. "But this fellow is the very devil. I think any man may be excused to surrender to so vehement91 an antagonist92. His bark's his bite," says I.
"Harringay, my smelling-salts," says she petulantly93.
"I—I have 'em not," stammers94 he.
"No," said I. "'Tis all along of this gentleman with the barkers. See you. Mr Harringay and I have had to yield up; and if one of Mr Harringay's spirit hath done so, why, I think it no shame myself. But indeed," I went on, struck with a comic idea, "we are neither of us in need of shame, for I believe this gentleman to be a notorious[191] gentleman of the road with a terrible reputation. Is't not so, sir?" says I.
"You are at liberty to believe what you will," says he, but in a milder voice.
"I have heard of these gentlemen," I went on, "and from his description I would take oath this is not other than Galloping95 Dick, Dick Ryder, that is a terror on the highways. Is it so?" says I again.
"What if I be?" says he; and I believe the huff was well pleased, as indeed he might be.
"There!" said I triumphantly. "I guessed it. And, believe me, any man might be proud to submit to Dick Ryder from all I hear."
"Ay, I have heard of him, too," says the old gentleman. "But they say he is better than would appear, and merciful."
"Oh, never fear," said I. "This gentleman will prove merciful ere we are finished with him."
"I warn you to expect nothing from me," said he in a more complacent96 voice.
Just at that moment the coach began to roll along more smoothly97 and at a faster pace, and I judged that we were upon the road again, and that the coachman was whipping up. This same thought seems to occur to the fellow, for he opened the window[192] and shouted out to the man to stop, with a lot of horrid98 threats. So that presently the coach came to and the coachman appeared at the door, seeing his man?uvre had failed.
"What is it?" he said innocently.
"You must keep your bargain," says the man in black. "We are on the road?"
"Such road as there is," he grumbled.
"Well, cut me one of the horses out, or I will make a hole in you," cries the fellow.
"Come," says I, "we were getting on quite famously till now. 'Tis a pity to end this pleasant party."
But he gave me an oath and stepped out of the vehicle, at which I seized the young man, Harringay.
"Out with you," said I, "and we will see this mischief99 to an end."
We got out into the snow, which was still whirling in the air, and I watched the coachman extricate100 one of his nags101. The tobyman (if I may so style him) stood with his legs apart, drawn102 up in his most dramatic posture103, pistols in hand.
"You will not stir," says he, "for full ten minutes after I am gone. If you do, I will come back and blow your brains out."
This truculent104 fellow quite appalled105 the coachman, who busied himself with the gear, and presently has one of his horses out. This[193] t'other mounted in an awkward fashion, and turned to us.
"Remember," says he in a warning voice, "I never forget or forgive."
"Now," whispered I to Harringay, "now is the chance to show your quality. You take him on the near side and I will on the off. Leg or arm will do. He will topple off on the least shove, the fool."
"But—but," he stammered, "he is armed."
"Damme," said I, furious to meet such cowardice106, "are ye frightened of a pistol in the hands of a mumchance?" And with an oath I left him and flew at my quarry107.
I had got half-way to him when he saw me coming and pointed108 a barker at me.
"Stop!" cries he.
"Stop be damned!" says I, and sprang at him.
The pistol went off and took my hat, singeing109 my forehead, which made me all the hotter. I seized him leg and neck, and swung him down into the snow, where he grabbled for another weapon.
"If you move," said I, "I will crack your neck like a rotten stick, my brave tobyman. Quit, you worm, quit!" And I gave him my fist between the eyes, so that he lay still.
"Coachman," said I, "you may take your horse and throw a lantern here." And I[194] fumbled110 in the man's pockets for a pistol. "Now," said I, "we are on terms again." And I dragged him to his feet. Harringay came up now, and says he,—
"Let me help."
"Get you gone! I want none of you!" I said sharply. "Damme, miss will serve me better. She will wear the breeches properly." And I called out to her.
By that time the coachman had his lantern, and cast the light on the miserable111 sheepish object who scowled112 at us.
"Here's a pretty tobyman," said I, "a right gallant fellow that sheds lustre113 on the craft. Why, a child could manage him. See," says I, for miss was come up, looking very handsome and excited, in the snow. "Take ye this pistol, miss, and hold it to him. He will do you no harm—no more than a louse, and never could."
She hesitated a moment, and then, summoning up her courage, did as I bid, holding the barker in a gingerly fashion, the while I searched his pockets, taking out what he had took of us.
I had just completed my job when there was the sound of voices quite close, for the snow had dulled the tread of the horses of the party that approached. They were on us ere I knew, and one called out,—
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"What is this? Is't an accident?"
"It is a little accident to a tobyman," said I. "A brave fellow that is come by misfortune all unknown to his mother."
"The devil!" says the voice. "We are after one such. Let us see him."
Now you conceive how I felt, for that this was a party of traps on my heels I guessed at once. So I moved a little into the shadow of the lantern, and waited while the man examined t'other.
"I do not know if this is our man," says he, "but 'tis enough if he be guilty."
"Who is your man?" asked I, emboldened114 by this ignorance.
"'Tis Dick Ryder," says he; "we tracked him as far as Liphook, but the one that could speak to him has been detained by a fall at the village."
"Why, this is he!" said I in triumph. "Did he not confess to being Ryder?" I asked of the others, for by this the old gentleman and his lady were both with us.
"Certainly. I will swear to it," says the old fellow. "I heard him with these ears say he was Ryder."
"Then is our business done," says the trap, "and I'm not sorry, considering the night." And his men surrounded my man and seized him. His face was as pale as the snow, and[196] he had a horrid, frightened look. Maybe he was some attorney's clerk that had robbed his master, and was in flight. I cared not, and I never knew; and he went off silent with his captors on the way to the Triple Beam, which he deserved for a bungling115, bragging116 nincompoop.
But now we were alone, and the guineas and the jewels were in my pockets. Lord, I love the jingle117 of 'em, and so I took my counsel forthwith.
"Sir," says I to the old gentleman, "here be your purse and your papers; and to you, sir," says I to Harringay, "I restore the smelling-salts, that is your charge. Miss, this, I'll warrant, is your jewels, the which I would advise you to place in a better security than heretofore. And now justice is done, and we conclude with a merry evening."
"But there is my purse!" says Harringay, in an amaze. "My purse with fifty guineas."
"Why, your purse must be where your heart is, in your boots," says I contemptuously, and called to the coachman.
"Give me that nag," says I.
And before he understood I was on the beast, and, doffing118 to miss and her mother, rode off into the snowy night with a peal81 of laughter.
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