"Who are you, my man?" he cried. It was Benet Killigrew who spoke3. Evidently the women had carefully obeyed my bidding.
"Thank you, Killigrew, for carrying out my plans," I said. "Now you can ride back to your father and the priest, and tell them what a fool you have been."
I heard him growl4 an oath which I will not here set down.
"What want you?" he cried.
"I could have shot you easily," I said, "but that is not my way. Go back now, I will take care of the lady."
He saw the trap into which he had fallen, but he was not a man to give up easily.
"Ha!" he laughed, "after all, I'm glad of this. You thought I should play into your hands, but, by Heaven, you play into mine!"
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He leaped from his horse as he spoke, and I believe that for the moment in his eagerness to fight he had forgotten why he was there.
Bidding Chestnut5 stand still, I placed myself on guard while Benet drew his sword.
"I like not fighting before women," he cried; "they faint at the sight of blood, but, by Cormoran, I love you, Trevanion! We'll fight for the maid, and the best man shall have her."
"Stop a minute," I said. "This is Mistress Nancy Molesworth, is it not?"
"Yes,"—it was the maid herself who spoke.
"And you do not wish to go with this man Benet Killigrew?"
"No, no. I will go no further with him now. I only came here thus at your bidding!"
"Did you?" growled6 Benet, "but you will go further with me. Trevanion, you are over confident, my man. Because you threw me by a trick I had not practised, you ventured on this scheme? I love you for it, but you are a dead man, Trevanion"; and he gave a laugh of wild joy.
For the moment I repented7 I had not wounded him unawares and taken away the maid without his knowing who had done it, but only for a moment. It is but a coward's device to hurt an unprepared man. Besides, although Benet Killigrew was a wild rake, and ill-fitted to be the husband of such a maid as Nancy Molesworth, he was a brave man, and loved a fight, and as such I respected him.
Without waiting he attacked me hotly; all the same I saw he was wary9, and was not weakened[Pg 141] by over-confidence, as he was when we wrestled10. His eyes continued to gleam with a fierce joy, and he laughed like a man well pleased.
"You thought to beat Benet Killigrew," he cried, "you thought to use him as a tool, eh?"
For full three minutes we fought without either gaining advantage, and I realized how much depended on the skill and strength of my right arm. I saw too that Benet meant to kill me; every thrust he made meant death had I not been successful in parrying them. Never before had I fought with such a man; never before had I seen such a gleam of joy, a joy that was devilish, as I saw in Benet Killigrew's eyes.
I had no chance of noticing the two women, for Benet pressed me sorely. I fancied I heard some slight screams, but of these I recked nothing. A woman always cries out at a man's blows. For the first few minutes I acted on the defensive11. I was anxious to test my antagonist12, before seeking to disable him, for this was all I wanted to do.
Presently, therefore I prepared myself for a method of attack of which I fancied Killigrew would be ignorant, but in making it I placed myself at a disadvantage, for my heel caught on a big stone which lay in the road, and I was thrown off my guard. He was not slow in making use of this, as may be imagined, and I doubt much if I could have saved myself, for I stumbled back a couple of paces, and as I stumbled I saw his sword arm raised. Before he could strike, however, his arm was caught from behind, and in a second I was my own man again.
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He gave a savage2 oath, and furiously threw aside the one who had kept him from taking advantage of my mishap13.
In a second I saw that it was Mistress Nancy Molesworth who had come to my aid, and while I felt ashamed that I needed to be helped by a maid, the incident in the battle nerved my arm.
"Come on, Benet Killigrew," I said, "that stone shall not serve you again."
"Bah, you were at my mercy," he cried, "but you were saved by the maid Nancy. Well, the best man shall have her!"
After that no further word was spoken, for we fell to again, and each of us fought like grim death. And now Benet fought not so much for the joy of fighting, as for the sake of claiming the maid who had held his hand, and for revenge on me. I too fought in deadly earnest, for now that the maid had rendered me such signal service I felt more than ever desirous of ridding her from the power of the Killigrews, and perhaps I desired to show her even at that moment that I was a better man than my opponent. Besides, I knew that Otho Killigrew and his brothers might be upon me at any moment, so that whatever was done must be done quickly. With this in my mind I became less cautious, being anxious to finish the business, and Benet, noting this, thought, I expect, that my guard was becoming weak; whereupon, imagining I was yielding ground, he rushed on me with so little care that he spitted himself on my sword, while his weapon fell from his hand.
Precious though every moment was, I undid15 his[Pg 143] doublet and examined the wound I had made. The blood came freely, but I did not think it was mortal. For this I was glad, because I wished not to have his life resting on me.
"You have got the maid, Trevanion," he gasped16, "but I shall not die. Some time we shall fight again," and with that he fell into a swoon.
"We are followed!"
It was the maid Nancy who spoke, and instantly I heard the sound of horses.
"Mount!" I cried quickly, and then I saw that the serving-maid had not alighted from her horse. Whistling to Chestnut that he might come to me, I turned to help Mistress Nancy to get on her horse; but she would have nought17 to do with me. Instead she led her steed to a high stone, and without my aid sat in her saddle. I jumped on Chestnut's back, therefore, and galloped18 southward, with the two women close to me.
Both of them rode well. The maid Nancy sat her horse gracefully19, as every well-born woman should, while Amelia Lanteglos rode carelessly and easily, as is common among country wenches who make a practice of riding horses barebacked. For a couple of miles neither spoke; we rode hard as was natural, but at the end of that time I drew my rein20 for a moment. I was anxious to listen whether we were followed. The women, however, rode forward.
"Stop!" I said.
"For why?" It was Mistress Nancy who spoke.
"I wish to listen whether the Killigrews are[Pg 144] riding behind us, or whether they have stopped with Benet."
Upon this they obeyed my behest, I thought unwillingly21. I listened for a few moments, but no sound reached me.
"They must be staying awhile with Benet," I said aloud.
"Yes, but they will follow us. Let us forward!"
"Whither?" I asked, for her tones nettled22 me. She spoke as though I were a servant.
"There is but one place," she replied sharply. "Your promise was to take me to Polperro."
"And when you get there?" I asked.
"Your work will be done then, sir."
"But the Killigrews will follow you to Polperro."
"I have friends there who will protect me. Let us waste no more time."
We rode forward without another word, although, to tell the truth, her discourteous23 mode of speech cooled my ardour. Apparently24 she did not remember that I had been scheming and fighting for her liberty. Evidently I was no more to her than a lad who might open a gate through which she might enter into liberty. What became of me in opening the gate, she cared not. This ill-agreed with my nature, although, when I remembered my promise to Peter Trevisa, I felt tongue-tied. The truth was, I wot not what to do. My bargain with Trevisa hung like a millstone around my neck, and the fact that I could not altogether shake off the thought that I meant to[Pg 145] take the maid to Treviscoe made me ashamed to speak to her.
I do not pretend to be a hero such as story-tellers rave8 about, and I must confess that the thought of having Trevanion under easy circumstances became hourly more dear to me. All the same I wanted to act worthily25 of my name, and the thought of the helplessness of the women who rode near me made me anxious for their safety.
"We must ride through Wadebridge," I said at length.
"Why?"
"Because of the river."
"Very well."
After that we lapsed26 into silence again. A mile or two further on I sought to draw her into a conversation, but in vain. Evidently she had accepted my escort as the one means of escaping from the Killigrews, but she loved me no more than she trusted them. I was as distasteful to her as they were, and she would have scorned my help had any other means presented themselves. I could see too that she did not trust me, and that if I acted contrary to her wishes she would leave me. Now that she had gained her liberty she felt confident of her own strength and ingenuity27. The fact that no sound of the Killigrews followed us gave her assurance, and in her ignorance of what might happen she fancied herself well out of harm's way. For myself she was sure I must have some purpose of my own to serve, and it was for her to use me in so far as I could be of[Pg 146] any value to her, taking precautions all the time, however, that I did not betray her.
This was how the matter appealed to me, and every mile of the journey confirmed my belief. Moreover I felt she was just, for although my heart revolted at the thought of taking her to Treviscoe, I knew I had not given up hopes of getting back Trevanion.
All this made me a sorry companion, and made me hang my head as I rode along.
"We must decide what road we take after we reach Wadebridge," I said as we drew near the little port.
"How? why?" she asked.
"There be several roads," I replied. "The nearest way to Polperro will be to ride through Egloshayle, and thence, on to Bodmin, but that is also the road the Killigrews will most likely take in their search after you."
"But they are not following."
"Doubtless they stopped when they came to Benet, but if I know Otho he will not give up easily."
"And the other roads?"
"There is one across the moors28 by which we can get to a place called St. Blazey; from thence it is but a few miles to Polperro."
"And which do you advise?"
"I had better not advise," I replied proudly. "The road to Bodmin is good, although it hath but an ill name, because of the footpads who infest30 it. The one across the moors is rough and not so easily followed. It would be easy to get lost there in the dark."
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"And think you the Killigrews would overtake us if we went the Bodmin road?"
"They could ride faster than we."
"And they would take me back?"
"I can fight one, I cannot fight many. Besides, when one is not trusted, it is but little he can do."
She looked at me keenly.
"Advise me," she said presently.
"There will be no sound of horses' hoofs31 across the moors," I said. "That fact cuts two ways, but it would give us the advantage at the start."
"We will go across the moors," she said in a more friendly way, although her voice was anxious, as indeed it might well be.
Accordingly we rode across the bridge which leads into the little town of Wadebridge, and then went some distance on the Padstow road, until we came to a little lane which led to the moors. We had gone perhaps a mile across a dreary33 tract34 of land, when she spoke again.
"There be no bogs35, no dangerous places here?" she asked.
"I never heard of any," I replied.
"And you think we are away from danger?"
"I think we are less likely to be followed than if we had taken the main way. In my opinion it would be best for us to find some place of rest as soon as daylight comes."
"Why?"
"We shall not be able to travel rapidly in the dark, and, think as we may, but the Killigrews will be scouring36 the whole countryside, and that right quickly."
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"But can we not hurry on to Polperro?"
"It is several hours' ride from here. In an hour or so it will be daylight. They will then be able to track our horses. Even if they fail to track us in that way, they will have men placed near John Polperro's house."
"Why did you not tell me this earlier?"
"You would not listen to me."
"What would you do now then?"
"I think it would be best to find a farm-house. If we could hap14 on a convenient one it would be best to rest there two or three days. This done, I might reconnoitre Polperro's place, and perchance prepare him for your coming."
She turned her head towards me, but the sky was overcast37 and the light was dim. She could barely see my face, neither could I see hers. Then I remembered that I had never seen the maid in broad daylight, and for the first time I felt the strangeness of my position. I was alone on a wide stretch of moors with a lady and her serving-woman. We were in all probability pursued by those who had the legal right to govern the lady's actions. She desired to go to a place of safety, while it was to my interest to take her to Peter Trevisa. All this I knew before, but until then I did not realize what it meant.
"Will it be safe to go to a farm-house?" she said at length.
"The country people are very hospitable," I replied; "besides we can pay them liberally."
Presently the dark outline of a square church tower appeared against the dark sky.
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"What is that?" she asked.
"It is St. Wenn Church tower," I replied. "We should have got farther than this, but we have been obliged to come very slowly across the moors. I think the road will soon be better now."
"It will soon be daylight, you say. Will you look out for some place where we can stay."
She spoke despondingly. Doubtless she was lonely, and perhaps she felt the real difficulties of the situation. She spoke no further to me, however, but fell back with her serving-maid, leaving me to my thoughts.
Presently I saw a gray streak39 in the eastern sky, and then looking back I saw a party of horsemen.
"Ride faster!" I cried out. "We are followed."
"By whom?"
"Look back," I replied.
She obeyed me, and I saw by the look in her eyes that she came to the same conclusion as I.
"What can we do?" she cried.
In truth I knew not how to answer her. I had discovered enough of the Killigrews to know they would not be easily beaten. I was sure too they would seek to be revenged on me, while the maid Nancy would be wholly in their power, if I were unable to protect her. To make matters worse, too, I saw that her horse was lame40. It might be that only a stone had become wedged in the hollow of his hoof32, but on the other hand it might be more serious. Daylight would soon be upon us,[Pg 150] and our followers41, if they were the Killigrews, would find us easily.
"In truth, I cannot tell you just yet," I said. "Let us ride on."
It was but comfortless words I could speak, but she made no complaining answer. We descended42 into a little hollow from which we could not see our pursuers, but we were none the less free from danger. A few minutes later we climbed the hill on the other side, I vainly racking my brain for some feasible plan. All the time the light grew brighter, but I looked not towards her. Truth to tell, I was ashamed. When we reached the summit of the hill, while we were hidden from those behind, the country southward was exposed to our view. My heart gave a great leap, for what I saw set me thinking rapidly.
Before me, about two miles away, rose a great rock. It was perhaps thirty feet high, while nearly at the summit I could see what seemed like masonry43. A doorway44 was fashioned, just as though some one had used the place as a refuge.
"That," I thought, "is Roche Rock!"
No sooner had the fancy flashed through my brain, than I remembered Anthony, the tale-teller. I called to mind what he had said about escaping to a high rock amidst the wild waste of moors. I minded the scrap45 of paper lying at my chamber46 door, on which was written the word ROCHE.
As I said, the light was increasing, although the sun had not yet risen. I looked back; we were still hidden from our pursuers.
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"Mistress Nancy!" I cried, "yonder is one place of refuge."
"Yonder rock! How?"
"I cannot explain now. Come, let us ride more quickly. I feel sure there is safety!"
For the first time since the daylight came I looked at her face. True, she had suffered much excitement, fear, and fatigue47 through the night, but at that moment the light of hope shone in her eyes. Yes, she was a beauteous maid, and I wondered not that so many men loved her. I had no feeling of the sort myself,—at the same time her many fears appealed to my pity, and, forgetful of my promises, I swore to myself that I would take her to a place of safety.
"Let us not spare horseflesh!" I cried. "It is but a couple of miles."
I urged her horse forward, but it was no use. The animal was badly lamed48, and it became more painful for him to hobble at every step he took.
"It cannot be helped," I cried; "my Chestnut can carry us both easily. There, place your foot on mine, and jump in front of me!"
The maid hesitated as though the thought were unpleasant, but she overcame her feelings, and did as I bid her, I feeling more than ever determined49 to stand by her loyally. Past thirty as I was, the unaccustomed experience of a maid sitting near me made my blood tingle50, as after speaking to Chestnut we rode through Roche church town. No one was astir; indeed, the whole village seemed as much unconscious as the[Pg 152] dead who lay near the old parish church. Roche contained only a few houses, and we quickly passed through it: then turning to the left we hurried forward towards the rock, which stood amidst a number of small rocks on the lone38 moor29.
The serving-maid, Amelia Lanteglos, kept close to me, neither did she make any complaint. Indeed throughout the whole journey she had kept cheerful, and as far as lay in her power had ministered to her mistress.
Arrived at the rock, I looked around me. There were no signs of pursuers; indeed all was silent as death, save for the sound of our panting horses. I looked up towards the masonry at the summit of the rock, which looked like a chapel51, and eagerly sought for some signs of life. In my eagerness to get there, I had scarcely thought of the improbability of any one taking up abode52 at such a place. I had obeyed the impulse of the moment, without recking its wisdom. Meanwhile Mistress Nancy stood by Chestnut's head looking at me doubtfully.
"Uncle Anthony," I said; and as if some one rose from the dead, I heard sounds which seemed to come from the heart of the great rock, and a minute later I saw Uncle Anthony's face appear at a small window.
"Uncle Anthony," I repeated, "I want your protection. There are helpless women here who are fleeing from danger."
His eyes rested on me for barely a second, then he turned to the maid Nancy.
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"The shadow of a great rock in a weary land," he said softly. "Come, my lamb."
A few minutes later he had descended to the base of the rock. "Come, my lamb," he said again.
With an agility53 of which I should not have thought him capable, he climbed up the steep side of his resting-place, carefully helping54 Mistress Nancy all the time, until he came to a doorway seemingly hewn out of the rock; having told her to enter, he rendered a similar service to Amelia Lanteglos, while I stood and watched him like one dazed.
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