Governor Sharpe was having his troubles with the Lower House of the General Assembly over the Supply Bill, which he regarded as necessary in one form, and the law makers5 in another. The executive and the legislative6 minds would not meet, as to what was best for the well-being7 of the Colony, and, as a result, they were kept in session through the summer, and not suffered to adjourn8. The Governor refused to prorogue9 them until they passed a Bill acceptable to him; they refused to pass such a Bill. A deadlock10 was the natural result—during which much unkind language was used, by the Representatives toward the Governor.
He, however, having sent them a message making evident his desires in this particular, was dignifiedly reserved. They knew what he wanted—when[Pg 234] he got it, or something near it, they could go home. If they went home, without being prorogued12, those, who were in accord with him, would pass his Bill. He had the whiphand—he could afford to maintain a dignified11 reserve. Moreover, it was his nature.
Meanwhile, Sir Edward Parkington had spent one week with the Snowdens, and then, on their urging, had consented to remain three more. After which, he went to Sotterly, for a short visit, and then to Rousby Hall. In the first part of August, he was due at Whitehall, for an indefinite stay.
He had settled down, to a skilful13 courtship of Judith Marbury, the day they arrived at the Snowdens', and had continued, persistently14, during the two weeks to which her visit had been prolonged. He had had—to him—several very satisfactory talks with old Marbury, just before he left Hedgely Hall, and he thought that all effect of the overflow15 of confidence, on the part of the latter, had been forgotten, and that he would welcome Sir Edward Parkington as a son-in-law. In fact, if he could have been assured of the daughter, he would have been entirely satisfied.
She was exasperatingly16 perplexing. She had been most responsive up to a certain point, but he could never get beyond. He had not tried to make love to her, deliberately17 and with evident purpose, but he stopped just short of it. And she, for her part, appeared to be flattered by the attentions of the cultured Englishman, and to receive them with[Pg 235] something more than a passing pleasure. Yet, behind it, there was a reserve—a something—which all his efforts had failed to penetrate18.
At times, he thought she was deliberately trying to draw him on; then, again, that she was trying to stay him. It was very fascinating, very pretty, and very alluring19, but it was certainly not satisfactory to him. She must love him, before he could confess the changed identity, and hope to hold her; for he had arrived at the conclusion, that Judith Marbury would marry only where she loved.
The nearest he came to love-making—and an incident worth narrating20, because it touched him rather closely—occurred at the Snowdens'.
One day, the talk had turned on the general subject of those who had left the old country and settled in the new, under assumed names—the old ones being a trifle unhandy, either on account of the law, or for some other reasons. Parkington had had nothing to do with suggesting the topic—in fact, he joined them when it was well underway.
"For my part," said Herford, "I want nothing to do with the man who takes a false name. He is a rogue—you can gamble on it."
"You are a trifle too general," objected Constable21. "You forget the object he may have in changing his name. Is it honest, or is it not?"
"Honest!" retorted the Captain. "Does not the very fact answer for itself. A false name! much honesty there is in that."
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"As much as can be said," returned Constable, "is that it puts him under suspicion, if known. But, if it be not known, and if the man conduct himself properly, under his new name, I, for one, would not care."
"Would not care because you would not know!" laughed Herford. "It would be otherwise, if you knew."
"If I knew he was a criminal, yes—if I knew he had changed his name for some other reason, it would not. In this new country, we have to take men for what they are worth, as men—we cannot look too closely into motives22, so long as they do not hide a crime."
"Do either of you know a case in point?" asked Snowden.
"No!" said Herford.
"Nor I," said Constable; "however, I am very ready to believe there are instances right around us."
"Among our friends?"
"Hardly!" laughed Constable. "I do not mean among those we know, but among those we do not know. Though, for the matter of that, if we go back a generation or two, it might apply to us, also. How do you know, Herford, that your out-coming ancestor did not change his name?"
"Do you mean to imply——"
"Now, do not get excited—we are arguing an abstract question——"
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"Which you have turned into a personal question."
"Then I will change it. How do I know, that the original Constable, in America, did not go under some other name in England.—I don't—you don't—no one knows. We take each other on faith, the only difference with us is, that the faith extends back over a generation or two." He glanced around him. Miss Marbury was not in hearing. "There is old Marbury, for instance. He is new. How do we know his name is Marbury? He says it is—so far as we are informed, he has always said it is, but we do not know. We take him on faith. We take almost every one on faith. Is it not so, Parkington?"
"Undoubtedly," was the answer. "The only advantage we, of England, have is a few more generations."
"A few more generations!" exclaimed Herford. "You, who have them can afford to be indifferent. It is we, who have only one, or two, or, at the most, three who have to be careful."
"I do not quite grasp your point," said Parkington.
"It is plain as I can make it," was the retort.
"That may be true," returned Parkington, with an amused smile, "but, nevertheless, I fail to comprehend."
"Take your time to it, then," Herford answered, with a shrug23, "it will come to you, presently,"[Pg 238] and he sauntered away to join Miss Stirling, whose laugh was heard toward the house.
"Parkington," said Constable, "you are very considerate.—We know Herford and his way, and do not take offense24, but you have no reason for holding off."
Parkington smiled. "Herford simply amuses me," he said. "I always want to laugh, when he grows sarcastic26. He hits my funny-bone instead of my temper. I suppose, for my own reputation, I should call him out, but, to my mind, a spanking27 would be more appropriate."
"Exactly our judgment28," remarked Snowden. "And, yet, he is an excellent officer, with a first-class record in active service."
"So Maynadier tells me," said Parkington.
"Just now, he is infatuated with the Governor's niece, and has a quarrel with every one who looks at her," observed Constable. "And, on that score," (smiling) "he has fair ground for being a trifle touchy29 with you."
Parkington laughed, and accepted the charge. It was just as well, if he could direct attention to Miss Stirling, while he was making his way with Judith.
A little later, Miss Marbury chanced upon him, seemingly by accident—in fact, by intention—as he was passing to the card-room on the lower floor, and, presently, they were strolling back and forth30 in the rose-walk.
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"Sir Edward, I want to ask you something—and I want you to give me a true answer," she said.
"I always strive to make true answer to you," he replied.
"Do you? Well, I am not so sure. However, be truthful31 now, and I forgive the past." She turned and faced him. "What were Mr. Constable and Captain Herford and you discussing a little while ago?"
"And among the 'things' were the Marburys. Mr. Constable was talking. He said: 'Old Marbury, for instance. He is new. How do we know his name is Marbury? He says it is, but we do not know.' I did not hear more—I could not help that I heard so much. I was passing behind the hedge, and his words came to me, before I could realize they were not for my ears."
"My dear Miss Marbury, he was only citing an instance to prove a general proposition!" Parkington exclaimed. "We were not discussing any one. Had you heard the last of his remarks, you would have understood. They were, 'we take almost every one on faith.' I am sure——"
"I am not sensitive," she interrupted. "I know we are new people—that my father is the founder33 of his family—that we have to stand, George and I, on our own merits, and father's money. I have great faith in the latter, Sir Edward!" she laughed.[Pg 240] "It will get me a husband from among the aristocrats34 of the Province, if I wish it."
"It will do more—it and your sweetness will get you a husband from the gentlemen of England," he said, with a meaning look and a low bow.
"If I went to London, and hawked35 myself around for sale, maybe," she answered, deliberately misunderstanding him.
"Why go so far, my lady?" he asked.
This time, there was no misunderstanding possible, but she still continued to treat it as impersonal37.
"No," she said, with a shake of her head, "that would be unnecessarily difficult for the man—he would have to prove too much; and the further removed the proofs are from America, the more they are required."
"But if the man thought nothing of the difficulty?" he asked.
"I should be severe!" she laughed. "I should want to be assured, first, of his good faith."
He bowed.
"And of his family's willingness, if I were to go to England."
"Suppose you did not have to go to England—suppose that he remained here?"
"It is not supposable," she answered.
"But if it were?" he insisted.
"Then, it would be eliminated."
"And what else would he have to prove?"
[Pg 241]
"He would have to prove," she answered, slowly, "that he has a right to the name he bears."
Though she was watching him closely, he gave not the slightest indication of surprise.
"Would that not be most unusual," he said—"to require a man to prove that he is not an impostor? Is not the presumption38 with him instead of against him—unless, of course, something has aroused your suspicions?"
"Yes!" was the vague reply, that told him nothing, and let him think anything. "And, then, after he had done all these things, Sir Edward, he would have to make me love him."
"My dear Miss Marbury," said Parkington, with an amused smile, "when you admit the love element all else departs."
"I should not love him until he had complied with the conditions."
"I should try," she answered, after a little pause.
His hand found hers, as though by accident, and she let it linger for an instant, before she took her own away. Then, she said:
"Sometimes, Sir Edward, I fancy you are inclined to play at making love to me just to keep your hand in!" and, with a merry laugh, fled.
In the first week of August, Sir Edward Parkington came to Annapolis to stay with Governor[Pg 242] Sharpe, preparatory to going with him to Whitehall.
He promptly40 returned the two hundred pounds, his Excellency had lent him earlier in the season; the card tables had yielded very good pickings from his fellow guests, and no need for any exercise of his particular skill, either, his natural ability, and Dame41 Fortune, having been ample for success.
The Governor and the Lower House had reached an agreement as to the Supply Bill, at last, and the Assembly was scheduled to be prorogued on the morrow. The town was filled with those who usually attend the last hours of any legislative body:—the officers of the Provincial42 Government, the Councillors, the Representatives, the hangers43 on, the spoilsmen and the riff-raff. Otherwise, Annapolis was deserted44.
The heated spell was at its height, and the gentility had, long since, sought the cool and quiet of their country estates, along the Eastern and Western Shores. The Governor's house was open, with its usual retinue45 of servants, but it was alone in its grandeur46. The rest showed only a single light at night, and a solitary47 servant, left to care for the man of the family who was in presence. They, too, would vanish on the morrow, and Annapolis would, so far as the sacred precincts of the quality were concerned, become a dead city, until Autumn touched it again to life.
It was something after ten o'clock, when Sir[Pg 243] Edward Parkington, being bored with himself, left the Governor's mansion48, and sauntered through the deserted precincts of the town to the Coffee-house, on Church Street.
He could count on finding some of the young bloods there, and some of the old bloods, as well—the legislature could not hold every one, on such a night. Before he came to State House Hill, he saw that the Assembly had risen, and, when he reached the Coffee-house, the noise, from within, told him that he should find plenty of companionship.
In the larger room, were gathered a coterie49 of the younger men, who greeted him with a shout of welcome.
"Come in, Parkington! come in, and join us!" shouted Mr. Cole. He thundered on the table. "Here, Sparrow, a glas'h for Sir Edward. We are drinking confush'on to those who think differently from us."
"I can drink that toast, and think as I please!" laughed Parkington.
"'Zactly! 'Zactly! that's just it—you have the idea—shink as you please—the point isn't to shink, it's to take a drink.—Sir Edward, your good health!"
Parkington drank, then put aside his glass, and sat down. Mr. Jennings, who was reading the Gazette, looked up.
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"'A hat was taken off a gentleman's head in the street before the Subscriber's House in Upper Marlborough, on Friday night, the 7th ultimo. Whoever will stop the said hat, if offered for sale, and discover the thief, so that he may be brought to justice, shall have a reward of two pistoles paid by
B. Brookes.'"
"Go 'long, Jennings!" said Dr. Upton Scott, (who having been the surgeon on Wolfe's staff, at the battle of Quebec, had come to Annapolis, married a daughter of John Ross, the Proprietor's Deputy, and built one of the most attractive houses in town—on the banks of the Spa, adjoining the residences of Carroll and Tasker). "You are trading on our credulity."
"I swear it is here—just as I read it."
"Well, even Cole has a long way to go, before he gets as drunk as Brookes' friend. But, cheer up, old man, you are getting there!" said the Doctor, clapping Cole on the shoulder, and spilling a pint51 of Madeira out of his hands.
"I'm getting there!" Cole agreed, looking up with a silly smile, "but I'll get there fas'her if you spilled les'h, Scott.
"I'm a s'h'ailor bold, a s'h'ailor bold,
Ho! Ho! Ho!
I'm a s'h'ailor bold, a s'h'ailor bold,
Ho! Ho! Ho!"
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Cole struggled to his feet, and stood swaying, uncertainly, for a moment.
"I'm ins'h'ulted!" he said, "ins'h'ulted!"
Jennings pushed him back in a chair.
"You're drunk, again, Cole," he said. "Just go to sleep and forget it."
"Is'h that advi'sh of a frien'?"
"Yes—very much a friend."
"That s'h'ettles it—a frien' always safe," and he sat down heavily, and almost, instantly, was asleep.
"Cole's only occupation in life seems to be to sober up so as to be able to get drunk again," said Jennings to Parkington; "and that is why we tolerate him."
"Every one of us has some fault," said Parkington. "I am——"
He was a slender man, of medium height, with a wonderfully clean-cut face, and dark, expressive53 eyes. His coat and breeches were of dark-blue broad-cloth, his waistcoat of white linen54, his stockings of black silk, and he carried a walking-stick. A second, he ran his eyes over the group; then, for the first time, he seemed to see Parkington. A look of incredulous amazement55 broke over his face.
"Parkington! by my soul, this is a surprise!" he exclaimed, coming forward with extended hand.[Pg 246] "I thought you were rustling56 it with the smarts at White's."
"Brandon!" cried Sir Edward. "As I live, Brandon! Gentlemen, let me present you to Sir Charles Brandon, my very good friend and intimate."
"I am, indeed, fortunate to find Sir Edward Parkington, here," he said. "I had thought to meet only strangers; instead, I am already in the house of my friends. There is nothing like a familiar face to make one feel at home."
Parkington clapped him affectionately on the shoulder.
"You do not know Annapolis, Brandon!" he exclaimed. "They made me one of them from the first. I have been here two months, and I ought to be moving on, but, bless me! I have not thought of going."
"And we have not thought of letting you go," said Jennings. "We are going to keep you all summer, and all winter, too, if you will remain—and your friend, also," with a bow to Brandon.
"You see how it is, Brandon," said Parkington. "Stay a week, and you will stay the summer. Better depart before the allurements58 get too strong. I warn you; I lingered overlong."
"You make it very tempting," returned [Pg 247]Brandon. "Almost thou persuadest me to try the hazard—and to lose."
An hour later, the party broke up and separated. Parkington and Brandon bade the rest farewell, and went slowly up Church Street to the Reynolds Tavern59, where Brandon lodged60.
"Now," said Parkington, "may be you will tell me what scheme of folly61 brings you here? Have you not run dangers enough?"
"I am surveying the province with the idea of settling down," was the mocking reply.
The other laughed, shortly. "I think you may be gratified—via the gallows62. Why, man alive, suppose you run upon Jamison or Marbury, and they recognize you?"
"Pooh! Sir Charles Brandon, the friend of Sir Edward Parkington recognized as Long-Sword the Pirate? Impossible, monsieur! impossible!"
Parkington shrugged63 his shoulders. "Well, your head must bear the penalty of error, if you are detected—but it is foolishness to chance it."
"I have taken shorter chances and always won."
"I was never so amazed, in my life, as when you walked into the Coffee-house," said Parkington. "My face must have shown it."
"It did," laughed Brandon. "For a moment, I thought you were going to sing out, 'Long-Sword! Long-Sword!'"
"And I, 'what if he calls me De Lysle?'"
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"Then I rendered you a most important service—one that should settle all doubt on the subject of your identity—if it arise. Not a man, around that table, will ever believe you anything else than Parkington. Your surprise, at seeing me, was too genuine to be assumed; and my addressing you as Parkington, too spontaneous to have been prearranged." He laughed softly. "We together will make a fine pair of knaves64, De Lysle."
"We do—we can vouch65 for each other—and you, being the real Sir Charles Brandon, can vouch for me, even though I am denounced by one who knew the real Parkington.—But I do not exactly see how it is to help me if I want to change back to my own name. In fact, it looks to me, Brandon, as if it has complicated matters. However, another time for that. Tell me how you happen to be daring fate here, in Annapolis, instead of on the ocean, faring safely back to England?"
"There is not much to tell," Brandon answered. "I opened the irons, and got away, shortly after the ship was quiet—about four bells, I think. The guard outside saw me, just as I was within reach. I was forced to put his own knife in him, to keep him from yelling and disturbing the slumbers66 of the crew, and, incidentally my own escape. I had locked the irons, after they were off, and thrown the key down the companion way; it would look, to Jamison, as if he had lost it. After that, it was easy to drop overboard, and swim ashore67.
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"Once there, I made my way straight back into the country, and was twenty miles inland, when day broke. A stranger, with a broken collar-bone, is fairly well marked, so I avoided habitations and mankind. For three days, I lay concealed68 in the forest, subsisting69 on berries and wild fruits; then, I ventured on—and chanced upon a hut, deserted of man, but with a litter of wild pigs as tenants70. I remained there for four weeks, living on the pigs, while my shoulder knit. When it was healed, sufficiently71 not to betray me, I proceeded northward72, eventually reaching Frederick. There, I put up at Charlton's tavern and refitted—having abundant money, thanks to you, and the fact that they had not deprived me of my own when captured. That accomplished73, I rode here, with my servant, whom I hired in Frederick, to take ship to England. I arrived late this afternoon, to find no ship sailing for ten days."
"Why did you come here, rather than go to Alexandria, or York?" said Parkington. "Was it not a useless risk?"
"My friend," said Brandon, "I have found, in some years of adventuring, that one experiences the least danger where one has reason to anticipate the most. Neither Marbury nor Jamison, I think, is in Annapolis—but, if they were, and ventured to denounce me as Long-Sword, what evidence have they to substantiate74 their claim? Their word, only.[Pg 250] Against it, is your knowledge that I am Sir Charles Brandon, and my papers, which are regular."
"But if I had not been here?"
"I had but to demand that I be brought before you—I knew you were somewhere within distance. Oh, it was decidedly safest for me, here. Besides, I wanted to see Annapolis.—De Lysle, why not come back with me? The Marbury girl is not for you——"
"She is not?"
"No—and you are not for her. The son of the Earl of Doncaster does not mate with a Colonist75. It may seem pleasant enough, now, in the warm weather, with the country life we all love then. But wait till London and its charms begin to call."
"You do not know all," was the answer. "I am a fugitive76 from justice—two felonies were overlooked; the third was the breaking straw, and the Earl disowned me," and he told the story.
"Bosh!" said Brandon, at the end. "You were angry—the Earl was angry, (and, properly, so) and the ship sailed before he cooled, or you had time to show repentance77. Come home with me. It is the easiest way, all around. Stay here, and, sooner or later, the real Parkington will arise from his grave to plague you. You cannot explain—no explanation, with a dead man and a grave in it, will be accepted. The story will not down—and even though you do marry Miss Marbury, and she knows the truth, she will always doubt you. For[Pg 251] my part, I fail to see how you are to shift names, and hope to stay in Maryland. To my mind, you must masquerade always, or move on. So, why not move on—to England? Your sire's anger will have had time to cool. You throw yourself on his mercy—promise to sin no more. And, behold78! the returned prodigal79 and the fatted calf80!"
"You paint a pretty picture!" was the laughing answer; "but you do not know the Earl of Doncaster. There is about as much chance for my forgiveness, as there is for you to become King."
"A trifle overstated," returned Brandon; "there is no chance, whatever, of Parliament altering the succession in my favor."
"And no chance, whatever, of the Earl altering the judgment he has passed."
"You are hard to convince," said Brandon. "Yet why not make the effort? The family may be done with you, as he said, but, unless you offend again, the prosecution81 is not likely. Moreover, you must not overlook the fact, that there are only two lives between you and the title."
"Two lives, when I left England—with another coming, and a sister-in-law who promises to be as prolific82 as a rabbit. Oh, no! I have no chance for the title—my brother and his wife will take good care of that."
"Well, come with me, anyway," Brandon urged. "Granting all that you say, it is better than living under another man's name—and your father is not[Pg 252] immortal83. Or, if I cannot persuade you to return, then go to some other Colony, under your own name, or, at least, under no other man's, and settle down."
De Lysle laughed. "I like the danger of it, just as you liked the danger that was Long-Sword's."
"But, having come to my senses, I am going to get away from Long-Sword, and become, once more, a reputable member of society."
"You can go back—you have never, to society's knowledge, broken with her. You simply disappeared. Society knows me, however, for a criminal."
"Society has a short memory—she has forgotten, long ago."
"Well, I have ten days to consider before your ship sails," said De Lysle.
"And will you consider—honestly consider?" asked Brandon.
"I will—or I will play you whether I go or whether I stay."
"Still the gambler!" commented Brandon. "Well, if it come to the pinch, we will play—but what is the good in playing—except on the voyage home?"
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