“Let me understand you, Joseph. Do you mean to tell me, seriously, that you intend to keep my daughter in the house during the attack which will be made upon it?”
“I do.”
“Then by that act you at once cancel any trust between us.”
“Let it be as you say. I will make a new bond between us.”
“Will you let my daughter and her cousin go?”
“No, I will not.”
“Why?”
“I keep them as a safeguard. They are the tools by which we will drive these Yankees away from Good Hope. You will understand it better when you know that there is to be no childs’-play here—no fighting with cudgels, as we fought at Windsor. But, with bullet, knife and sword we will make the house good. Every ball from a rifle which enters this house will put the life of your daughter in jeopardy4. Katrine also will be in danger, which is a pity, since she is beloved by worshipful Boston Bainbridge. Where is that godly youth? He should be here to defend her.”
At these words there was a slight commotion5 in the rear of the group, and a man strode forward and addressed the captain. It was Boston Bainbridge. But, what a change had taken place in him! His hair, before rugged6 and unkempt, was now allowed to fall loose upon his shoulders after the manner of the cavaliers. He was carefully and richly dressed; the belt which encircled his waist bore a long sword and a pair of pistols. His air was defiant8, as seen in the gory9 light of the coming morning.
“You have called for Boston Bainbridge,” said he, “and he who hath borne that name for years now stands before you[91] in his own person, Lieutenant10 Robert Holmes. What is this I hear? Does yonder knave11 dare to make women a target for his protection? How now, sir; do you claim to be a man, and yet need a woman for a safeguard?”
“So Boston Bainbridge is dead, and one has arisen who is of my degree, and we may cross swords with honor. What care I for what man can say of me? I know my power. The fair Theresa is in my hands; Katrine is in those of Carl Anselm. Believe me when I say that they might better be in the hands of the devil. Draw off your men and leave the place, or we will do that which will make you and them wish they had never been born. Away, I say.”
The fearful threat implied in the words of Van Zandt startled his listeners; there was a quick glance from man to man, to see if every face looked as ghastly as each felt his own to be. The girls were in the power of this villain12 indeed. How could they be succored13?
“Joseph,” said the commandant, in a pleading tone. “Remember that we have been friends for many years, and that I have ever listened kindly14 to your suit. You are jesting now. You would not harm my child. Throw open your doors and let us enter.”
“I will not. We will fight while a hope remains15, and when that hope is gone, you shall have your daughter, as she will be then, not as she is now!”
“God’s curse upon you, villain. Do you not heed16 a father’s agony?”
“Not a whit17. You have given up the work like a coward, and I no longer respect you.”
“This shall be answered at the sword’s point,” cried Van Curter, striking his hand upon his sword-hilt until it rung loudly in the scabbard.
“As you will. I fight no old man without teeth unless he forces it upon me. Your young friends there might take it off your hands.”
“And they shall!” cried Robert Holmes, Boston Bainbridge no more. “Or my right hand has forgot its cunning. Hark you, sir; dare you come out and fight me?”
“I hope I am not such a fool. What surety have I that I should ever see the inside of this house again?”
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“My word.”
“Bah! The word of Boston Bainbridge!”
“Boston Bainbridge is dead. I stand here in his place, a man of honor and of family, and dare you to the fight.”
“It will not do,” replied the other. “I have the advantage now, and relinquish18 it I will not. Go your ways, Lieutenant Boston Bainbridge Holmes, spy and cheat that you are, and let us go ours. It will be better.”
The friends drew off and consulted for some time. There seemed no feasible way of getting into the house, with the fearful menace of Van Zandt before their eyes. It was fully7 concluded to appear to draw off from the house, and by underhand means to gain an entrance. This was communicated to the defenders19 of the house, and every one appeared to leave the spot. Leaving the window to the care of one of his men, the Dutch captain turned aside into the little room in which the girls were confined. They sat upon the bed, with their arms entwined about each other, weeping, for every word of the conversation without had come to their ears.
“Go into the next room, Katrine,” said Joseph, “and do me the favor to keep your ear from the crack. I wish to talk with Theresa.”
“I shall stay here,” replied Katrine.
“Fool!” was the uncomplimentary rejoinder. “Must I send for Carl Anselm to drag you out by force?”
“No, no!” pleaded the girl. “Any one but Carl.”
“I should please you if I sent for Bainbridge, only that worthy20 is dead.”
“Was it true,” said Katrine, turning her tearful eyes upon him. “Is he indeed dead? Tell me when and by whose hand. I heard you say that he was dead. Until then, I thought it was his voice.”
“He died by his own hand,” was the pitiless reply. “Boston Bainbridge is no more. The man whose voice you heard was Lieutenant Robert Holmes. Leave the room.”
Katrine obeyed, passing into the next apartment and closing the door. She took the precaution to bolt the door upon the inside, so that Carl, who had uttered fearful threats since she had been a prisoner, could not enter. He came soon and rattled21 at the door, but she would not let him in.
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In the next room Joseph and Theresa stood face to face. There was a settled gloom upon the face of the man. His fate was following him so close that it appalled22 him. He begun to doubt if, after all, he should succeed in his undertaking23. Ho grew desperate, as he looked at the girl, who was wonderfully calm in his presence.
“Why do you come?” she asked.
“I come to speak for your good, Theresa. I have told you many times that love for you had taken a deep root in my heart. Do what you can, be cold or disdainful, the feeling is the same. You have made me a desperate man. I have you utterly24 in my power, you and Katrine. One thing only will open yonder doors, and set you free.”
“And that thing—”
“Is to take a solemn oath upon this holy sign” (making the cross on his breast) “that you will never marry another while I live, and that you will be my wife when I ask it.”
“If you had studied all your life to devise a cruel sentence, your study could not have brought to life a more wicked one than this. No, Joseph Van Zandt, you have had my answer. I have nerved myself to meet death, if it must be, sooner than be your wife.”
“You must swear it upon the cross,” he rejoined, “lest a worse fate come to you. Reflect, and tell me if there is not at least one thing worse than death. Reflect, too, that this fate shall be yours, and that of the sniveling fool in the next room, if you refuse. The threat of what I would do has driven your brave friend away from the house. I have sworn to do it, and I will keep my word.”
“God will protect me.”
“I am an unbeliever. Your faith can not shake me. Perhaps He will protect you. Perhaps He will batter25 down these strong gates, and let your friend in. It is very probable! Foolish girl! yield while the way is clear.”
“No, I will not. My friends will attack the house and set me free. You shall feel what it is to arouse the vengeance26 of a true man. Go; you are a coward. The heart of a dog beats in your breast. You threaten a woman, and make her love for her friends work against her for your own foul27 ends. You never had one true feeling in your heart. What you[94] call love for me is only a passion, which would burn itself out in a twelve-month. Leave me, and do your worst.”
He rushed from the room, closing the door violently behind him. Carl stood with his face against the wall of the room, gnawing28 his nether29 lip with such energy that the blood started from beneath his white teeth. The two men saw in each other’s faces the mirror wherein to read their own hearts.
“I hear strange sounds,” said Carl; “and blood seems to run before my eyes. If she were to open that door now, I should kill her. I am getting mad, I think. Was I not right about that devil upon earth? I will kill him yet, for he is the cause of all this.”
“You were right enough. He is a brave fellow, in his gay clothes.”
“To see him now, with his hair curled and his sword at his thigh30! To hear the grand tone in which he speaks! Will he take her, now that she is in a more lowly station than he? It would be much to hope that he would slight her now. Oh, that he would?”
“But he will not. These Puritans have queer ideas of honor, and would think it a shame to their manhood to break faith plighted31 to a woman. I have given your little fool a bitter pill to swallow. I told her he was dead. She heard enough of our conversation to hear us say that, and she believes it. Do these rascals32 show any signs of a desire to attack us?”
“I have lost sight of some of them, and can not tell where they are gone. The rest sit out yonder by the other houses, eating breakfast.”
“Whom do you miss?”
“Robert Holmes is gone, and so is your friend Barlow. What if they should set the girls free.”
“The windows are bolted.”
“I know it, on the inside. What is to hinder the girls from opening them?”
“They are spiked33 down. I tell you they have not the strength to open one, even if they could get a signal from the outside. Did you see those fellows go away?”
“They slipped out of sight, and I think went out of the gate. After that, I came to this door and tried to get in.”
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“And failed.”
“Yes; it is bolted.”
“I didn’t think Katrine would do it. I begin to respect her. What is that, Jan?”
The man who was at the window spoke34:
“The truce35 is over, sir.”
“Are they coming?”
“Yes, captain.”
“Get your guns ready, then. Where is your rifle, Carl?”
“Here, sir.”
“Mark that Barlow.”
“I can not. My bullet has another work to do. When Robert Holmes is dead it is at your service.”
“Say you so. Well, I do not care. I have no love for him. These rascals come on slowly. They are well versed36 in woodcraft. Something different from the way our blockheads came up to the stockade37 at Windsor. Fire whenever you get a chance, boys.”
The men of Windsor came forward with care, sheltering themselves as well as they could behind the buildings in the works. As they came to the last one, they paused and begun a close fire upon the house. Every head which showed itself at a loop-hole became the mark of a bullet. One of Van Zandt’s men was shot through the head before they had been in action five minutes. The defenders saw that it was no boys’-play now, and hesitated about approaching the windows. The captain ordered them all to lie down, knowing that their fire could do no harm unless the men exposed themselves. He took his place at one of the loops to watch, taking care not to give any of the marksmen a shot. But a lively fire was kept up, and he dared not go away.
“Watch that side, Carl,” he said, pointing to the other loop. “If they get under the walls we shall have trouble.”
The moment Joseph left the room Theresa was upon her feet, and the strong bar dropped into its place before the door. Then, looking into the other room, she called to Katrine.
“Rouse up, dear,” she said. “Do not lie down like a child. You have bolted your door—good. When these dear creatures in the next room come for us we may not be[96] here. Bring me that stool. We will give them the slip yet. See if we do not.”
“Oh, Theresa,” said Katrine, rising, “he is dead!”
“Don’t you believe it. That fellow can lie, and you know it. Hold this stool steady so that I shall not fall.”
Katrine obeyed, and Theresa mounted the stool, and took down a stout38 saber which hung from a pair of branching antlers over her head. She lifted the stout weapon, and looked at it with beaming eyes.
“My grandfather’s sword,” she said. “It has struck good blows for the honor of his nation. May it do as much for the honor of his granddaughter.”
Assisted by Katrine, Theresa mounted the wide window-sill, and strove to pry39 up the spikes40 which had been driven in to close the lattice. But they were strong and resisted her best efforts. Seeing the uselessness of this attempt, she begun to cut away the inner fastenings of the lattice bars, and with the aid of the now active Katrine, at length succeeded with but little noise, in detaching the ends of these bars. The way of escape was then gained, since it was hardly five feet from the ground.
“We are safe,” whispered Theresa. “Let us thank God.”
The two fell upon their knees for a moment, before they attempted an escape. The shots had begun to fall about the building. Katrine passed out first, and Theresa followed, still bearing her grandfather’s sword.
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