“It is a bad business,” he said. “I wish it had not happened. What can be done? Let me see. What can be done?” He was thoughtful for a few moments. “We must go to the Earl. He is a fine gentleman and a kind man. He sets great value on the city officers. Yes, he will do what he can for you. You say that some of the men were killed?”
“I was told as much by the tavern keeper, and, in truth, I guess there were. It was very stirring for a time. I think the sheriff was also killed.”
“It’s a bad business, as I said. Van Volkenberg and his Red Band will ruin the city yet. I must speak of your case to Lady Marmaduke as well as to the governor. She is very popular with the people and stands as leader of our countrymen here, for all she is an Englishwoman.”
“I have already seen her,” said I. “And I heard them speak of her at the coffee-house as the black Lady Marmaduke.”
70The minister smiled. “There are two meanings to that. She has black eyes and a dark skin; and Lady Marmaduke is a black enemy to the patroon and his band of soldiers. Ay, she’s the black lady sure enough. But what was your message to the patroon that he cut short before you had the chance to deliver it?”
This question reminded me that I should be thinking of something else besides my own selfish needs.
“I had hoped to inquire of him some way to find my sister.”
“Your sister?”
“Yes. I have some hope that she is in the province of New York.”
“How comes it that you are here with so little knowledge of her whereabouts?”
I gave him an account of the last sad year of our life; our meeting in Bristol; our second separation on the high seas; and, last of all, the year I had spent in Maryland. “Thus it was,” I ended, “that I expected to find my sister waiting for me when I got to New York.”
“Ay, take cheer. She is doubtless somewhere near at hand. Last July, you say? I was in Albany then. I have forgotten it; what did you say your surname is?”
“Le Bourse.”
He repeated the name over again half aloud. “I have heard that name somewhere,” he muttered. 71“Yet I was in Albany this time twelve-month.” He was silent several minutes longer, and then he broke out with, “Where have I heard that name?”
How I hoped he would remember! I durst not speak to him lest I disturb his thoughts. Suddenly he fixed3 his eye on me and, while he gazed, a look of recognition overspread his features.
“I have heard it,” he said, his eyes opening wider and wider; “and I have seen—can I be mistaken?” He took both my hands in his and I could feel that they were all of a tremble with emotion. “It is you I have seen. Don’t you mind the brook4 by La Rochelle, and how we cast lots years agone, and how one fell to you and one to my brother? I recall you plain now. I looked back and saw my brother fall. The Lord giveth and He taketh away, blessed be His name. But you stood firm and the rest of us were saved. How many times, my lad, an old man’s prayers have gone up to the Throne that you might be safe.”
We clasped hands in silence; my feelings were too deep for words. The change brought about by the lapse5 of ten years in even the happiest life is stuff for sorrow. What must I have felt after ten unhappy years of wandering and fight, of sorrow and disappointment, year in and year out? The minister’s voice was the first to break a long silence.
72“Let us go to the Earl,” he said, but he was not yet master of his voice.
As we made our way to the fort through crooked6 narrow streets my companion was at great pains to enlighten me still further in regard to the condition of affairs in the city.
“Friend Michael, you must know somewhat, so that you can talk well to his Excellency. He and Patroon Van Volkenberg are at swords points day and night. I count much on that as telling in your favor. But his hands are half tied in spite of all. I wonder that you can look so calm, for I must say plain the patroon is a powerful man and clever at the law-twisting. Kirstoffel told you what it would be, but I hope he cannot bring it to that. He’s a cruel man, a cruel man. What little Pierre said about the dogs—that was some of it. Poor little Pierre! He had gone up to see his sweetheart, Annetje Dorn, at the manor-house. But the patroon set the dogs on him and now he will have to be ducked. But it is your case that worries me.”
We had nearly reached the fort. A large green sloped gently up to the walls. Near the entrance a dozen soldiers in the gray uniform of the Governor’s Guards loitered about a public pump.
“Do you see yon dipping trough of stone?” queried7 my companion, pointing towards the pump. “When you get close you can see the Marmaduke arms cut in the side. That is only one of the 73things she has done to make the people throw up their hats when she comes along. We used to get the water we drink from the Tea-Water pump, which is more than a mile beyond the city wall to the north. All the wells in this part of town were brackish8 till this one was dug and presented to the city free of cost by Lady Marmaduke. Ask anyone—yon tradesman in his shop door, for instance—who is Lady Marmaduke. Like as not he will answer that she dug the Marmaduke well. She has been a great benefactor9 to the city in other ways than that, and there is a warm spot for her in everybody’s heart.”
Thus, doing his best to keep my mind off the subject of my suspense10, the minister led me through the great stone gateway11 into the fort. The buildings were ranged along the four sides of an open court which we crossed to reach the governor’s mansion12. We entered this through a wide door and were shown into a spacious13 reception room, from the end of which the Earl came forward to greet us. He was a tall man of much dignity, with a calm, benevolent14 face and bright, understanding eyes. He welcomed my friend cordially and then addressed me in a gracious tone.
“Monsieur Le Bourse, I have already heard of you. Patroon Van Volkenberg has killed one of my best officers, and he says that you did the same by three of the sailors of the Red Band. But he smiled when he said it and added, ‘If you will not 74prosecute, neither shall I.’ The patroon does not often smile in a case like this, but he smiled to-day and you are to be congratulated.”
The three of us passed words of mutual15 congratulation at my fortunate escape from the evil eye of the patroon. Then my story and Ruth’s was related to the governor.
“And you say it was your intention to communicate with mynheer for assistance?”
“Yes. I had an introduction to him in the shape of a button given me by Captain Thomas Tew.”
Bellamont started perceptibly and his face clouded when I mentioned the name of the buccaneer. I stopped short in my talk. More than once during the account of my adventures my voice had faltered16 when I came to speak of my sister; hence it was that the governor misunderstood my hesitation17.
“Do not haste, my friend. You have my kindliest sympathy in your distress18. Take your time and recover yourself.”
“It was not for that I stopped, your Excellency.”
His eyebrows19 lifted. “No? What then?”
“I am a plain spoken man, Earl Bellamont; shall I have free leave to speak what I feel? Your face showed disfavor when I mentioned the name of Captain Tew. I am ignorant of what he may be to you, but I do not wish to compromise one who has played the part of a good friend to me.”
75I stopped. There was a look of amusement in the Earl’s eyes as he put out his hand and touched a bell. A servant appeared who, at the governor’s bidding, fetched a tray with wine and glasses for three upon it, and a dish of salt. I could hardly contain my surprise at this unusual proceeding20, nor did I understand its import till the Earl, after moistening his finger in the wine, placed it on the salt and then touched his tongue.
“It is an old custom we have in Yorke,” he said, smiling.
“You honor me more than I deserve,” I cried in admiration21 at the way he had put it out of his power to use these communications to his own advantage. For the observation of this custom meant that we were friends and guests, and that our talk would be held in the strictest confidence.
“I think you will trust me now,” he continued gravely. “If I read your face aright, Monsieur Le Bourse, you are the kind of man we need in these troublesome times. Now—if you will be kind enough to continue your narrative22.”
I told him all I knew, holding back nothing, for I had full faith in the man whom I already looked upon as a sort of patron. He listened with grave attention, now and then expressing his hearty23 sympathy in a way that was at once delicate and reassuring24.
“Here is to the safety of Mistress Ruth,” he said lifting a glass.
76“Safety!” I cried. “You do not doubt?”
“Not in the least. Drink. To a quick search and a happy.”
He rang the bell again and bade the servant call Bromm, the aged25 bell-ringer who lived by the church in a corner of the fort. In a few minutes a slow deliberate tap, tap resounded26 upon the paved courtyard without; next the old man entered, leaning upon his staff, which he grasped high up at the level of his head. The Earl advanced to meet him and took the faithful old man by the hand.
“How is it with you to-day, my Bromm; and how is the Juvrouw Betchen?”
“Please your Excellency, she is well, considering her age. But she was a fair wench in her day.”
Then he caught sight of me. It took a moment of deliberation for him to adjust himself to the unexpected surprise of a stranger in the room. He made me a low bow, slipping his hand down the body of his staff as he did so.
“Pardon me, sir, but I am turned eighty and I did not see you at first. No offense27 I hope. My sister always says—you don’t know the girl, do you? Of course not, but she was a wench in her day though she’s not so comely28 now. There is a sad look in her face for her man—him that was to be her man went to sea and she’s waiting for him yet. That’s forty years ago and the girl’s turned sixty-four 77last Niewe Jarre. Oh, our family has memory.”
“It is your memory I want to test, Bromm,” said the governor. “We have good reason to believe that within a twelvemonth Ruth Le Bourse was bound into service before the Stadt Huys. If such be the case you may have cried the proclamation for her sale. Have you any recollection of it? Now make an effort to remember. The name is Ruth Le Bourse.”
The old man planted his staff firmly on the floor and grasped it with both his hands while he thought. His memory seemed to give him no clue. He knit his brows, changed the position of his hands upon his staff, hemmed29 and hawed. But at last, just as he seemed about to give it up, his face brightened.
“Ay, Sir Richard, I have it. My cousin’s second wife’s sister’s girl’s name was Ruth. I knew we had a Ruth in the family. Ah, we have memory, we Bromms.”
I sighed in disappointment. The Earl suppressed a smile and led the crier’s vagrant30 thoughts back and forth31 among his confused recollections of the past year. But to no avail. He had not the slightest information to give us and we were no better off than before.
“Well,” the Earl said at last. “I shall request you to be on hand at two o’clock this afternoon, Bromm, to make public proclamation in the market 78place. It is not unlikely that someone will have heard of her and can give me information that we are desirous to obtain.”
This broke up our meeting. There was now nothing left to do till the advantage of the proclamation had been put to the test. As we moved toward the door of the reception hall, the minister walked first with Bromm. The governor laid his hand upon my arm and quietly motioned me to step back into the room with him.
“Monsieur Le Bourse, we have gone so far in our mutual confidence that it may be well to extend it a little farther. There were words of high contention32 in the council meeting to-day between me and Patroon Van Volkenberg. What I now impart to you is strictly33 entre nous, as you Frenchmen say. I trust the patroon’s word no more than—at least I do not understand this sudden spleen of friendliness34. You say that Colonel Fletcher was trying to soothe35 him in the coffee-house?”
“Yes, continually.”
“Well, you will observe when you come to know more of our politics that that is unlike Fletcher too. He is a savage36 cur. I do not trust either of them. I should be more at my ease to have the men of the Red Band baying at my window like hounds than to have them feed me with words of honey. Keep your own counsel, my friend. Stay out of the narrow streets after nightfall. I should advise you to take lodgings37 at the Ferry-House. 79It is a quiet place of entertainment, modest, and remote from the turmoil38 of the lower town. It may be that I shall desire to communicate with you. If I do, I shall send there to find you. Say as little of your name as suits your convenience till this mystery unravels39 itself somewhat. Farewell; I may send for you before the day is over.”
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