The Reverend Marmaduke was stout4 and placid5 in person, kind-hearted and nervously7 sensitive to a degree; and having as his aim in life the threefold longing8 to satisfy his superiors, to breed the best poultry9 in the country-side, and to live at peace with all men, he wondered what cruel humour of fate had placed him in such a hot-bed of rebellion as was the little village of Durford.
A while ago, with sorrow and amazement10, he beheld11 his flock straying wilfully12 towards the abhorred14 wilderness15 of rebellion, but his doubts then lest possibly the rebellion might prove successful, forbade the cautious soul to use what influence he might have had in holding their allegiance firm to the king.
Now, however, when the rebellion had failed, and the rebels had been scattered16, the same caution forbade him to display openly the deep sympathy which his kind heart could not but feel for the sufferers, many of whom were personally dear to him.
Truly his was a delicate position, and the ingenuity17 with which hitherto he had maintained a neutral position, and in both his Sabbath discourses18 and his week-day intercourse19 with his flock had succeeded in ignoring the very existence of the rebellion, displayed an amount of thoughtfulness and steady perseverance20 which would have done justice to a nobler effort.
But the most far-sighted prophet may be o'erthrown by circumstances.
During the few weeks in which Captain Protheroe and his men had occupied the village a severe and inexplicable21 malady22 had kept the worthy23 minister prisoner in his house, and had prevented any untoward25 collision between himself and these representatives of the Royal cause.
With the withdrawal26 of the soldiery on the previous Wednesday, however, he had once again recovered full health and strength, and had resumed his duties.
But the week was not out when, to his dismay, six troopers under the command of Corporal Crutch27 returned, and he received a polite but firm intimation from the corporal that as he himself proposed to attend the service on the morrow, a discourse upon the sinfulness of rebellion would be regarded by the authorities as a satisfactory proof of the preacher's loyalty28 and submission29. The intimation was accompanied by a clear hint that the Reverend Marmaduke's loyalty was regarded in certain quarters as of a questionable30 quality.
The Reverend Marmaduke was dumbfounded.
In vain did he represent to the corporal that sermons could not be prepared on the instant, that a discourse worthy of such a theme would require days of careful thought and study; in vain did he endeavour by every device in his power to escape the ordeal31 thus set unexpectedly before him, but escape was impossible; for the worthy corporal, finding himself in a position of unquestioned authority, was once more minded to enjoy it to the full. He could not enter the pulpit himself, but he was resolved to cause such a discourse to be delivered as should bitterly condemn32 all rebels, and surround with a halo of glory his loyal, law-preserving self. A few judiciously33 suggested threats concerning the suspected disloyalty of the minister were sufficient; the worthy doctor recognised his helplessness and he submitted.
Not, however, until he ascended his pulpit on the morning of the Sabbath had he fully13 realised the enormity of the task he had undertaken.
Beneath him stretched row after row of benches, well filled with the parishioners who loved and trusted him, and the majority of whom had sent their best-beloved to aid the rebellion which he was to condemn. To his left sat Corporal Crutch, attended by two troopers, sitting as judges upon the loyalty and fervour of his discourse. While immediately below the pulpit sat "the quality," as represented by Lady Cicely and Mistress Barbara Winslow, and when his glance fell upon the face of the latter, he knew that the ordeal before him was desperate indeed.
He had chosen for his text the words of the psalmist, "Kings with their armies shall flee before Him," hoping that the allegorical allusion35 to Monmouth as a king might soothe36 the feelings of those who believed in their hero's title. The delivery of these words, applicable as they were to recent events, instantly aroused the attention of his hearers. The worthy preacher groaned37 inwardly; would they but sleep or allow their attention to wander, as was ordinarily the custom, all might yet be well; this unwonted interest was but another cruel jest of Fate. Barbara, after a sharp glance in the direction of the corporal, whose presence she had noted38 with surprise and anxiety, settled herself to follow the discourse with a defiant39 light in her dark eyes, and even Lady Cicely looked up with unusual interest.
The Reverend Marmaduke mopped his brow, sipped40 his glass of water, and sighed deeply. Then summoning all his resolution to the task, he plunged41 into his subject and wandered for some time among the ramifications42 of the history of the Israelites, until an impatient movement from Corporal Crutch warned him that it was inadvisable longer to delay the application of his text to current topics.
Thereupon he fixed43 his glance resolutely44 upon the countenance45 of the corporal and burst forth46 into an eloquent47 reference to the triumph of the supporters of the Lord's Anointed, as represented by the king's troops in the late battle, and the downfall of his enemies.
Presently he became uncomfortably aware that Lady Cicely Winslow was weeping silently into her kerchief, while many of his parishioners at the back of the building were giving vent24 more noisily to their grief. The faces of the men were dark with anger, and below him the figure of Mistress Barbara grew more and more erect48, her head thrown back, her lips pressed tightly together, and her eyes flashing upon him glances of indignation and scorn.
The preacher hastily diverted the flow of his discourse into a cautious condemnation49 of rebellion in general, but was again driven forward by the threatening glances of the corporal to particularise and condemn more thoroughly50.
Now, however, he was interrupted by a sharp fit of coughing from Barbara, loud and aggressive, which ceased when he paused, and when he continued broke out with new vehemence51. For full three minutes the struggle continued, till Cicely's whispered entreaties52 induced Barbara to allow the unfortunate preacher to proceed in peace.
Alas53! his nerves were now unstrung, his thoughts hopelessly astray. Desperately54 he grasped at a last straw and sought to compromise.
Truly, he protested, rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft55, and rebels are ever to be abhorred. (This to soothe the corporal.) But had not many rebelled in ignorance, led astray by misrepresentations, by wolves in sheep's clothing, and for such there was not condemnation, but pity.
This appeared to the worthy doctor an excellent position to adopt, and for the remainder of his discourse this position he maintained, endeavouring by appreciative56 references to the noble supporters of justice on the one hand, and by an attitude of tender consolation57 towards the rebels on the other, to satisfy both sections of his congregation.
But to Mistress Barbara Winslow such a compromise appeared nothing short of direct insult. Condemnation as a rebel she could endure, but pity as an ignorant fool incapable58 of judging her own path, she felt was more than any maid should be called upon to accept in silence, and but for Cicely's restraining hand and entreating59 whispers she would have left the church. In deference60 to her cousin's feelings she remained, but her indignation was so apparent that the unfortunate pastor61 could not continue, and bringing his discourse to an abrupt62 and bewildered conclusion he withdrew from the pulpit.
When Barbara rose to leave the church she was a confirmed rebel. Hitherto she had taken but small interest in the great rising, except in so far as it concerned her brother, and had certainly been no ardent63 supporter of Monmouth, but the worthy doctor's discourse had aroused in her a keen feeling of anger and opposition64.
Now 'tis with a woman as with a stream; endeavour to resist or to direct her course with argument or reason, and the current of her actions will but flow the stronger in the ever-narrowing channel.
Barbara's first impulse was to waylay65 the Reverend Marmaduke in the churchyard, and there, outside the sacred edifice66, pour forth upon his offending head the vials of her wrath67. But discretion68 and a lengthened69 indulgence in the seclusion70 afforded by the vestry secured the peace-loving occupant from an encounter not wholly unanticipated. In ignorance of the exact nature of the events which had passed in the churchyard during the interval71, but satisfied at last that his congregation had dispersed72, he made his way to the safe haven73 of the rectory.
Disappointed of her intention, Barbara looked round in search of some other victim, but there appeared only the corporal, and she would not demean herself to bandy words with him. Throwing a disdainful glance in his direction, she swept haughtily74 down the grass-grown path to the lych-gate. Here she was perforce delayed. Her cousin had paused to speak a few words of hope and sympathy to an old woman whose only son lay in Taunton gaol75, awaiting his fate, and as she waited Barbara glanced carelessly around her.
On the green near the church she noted a couple of mounted dragoons in charge of four spare troop-horses saddled and bridled76, and a third in charge of a rough-looking cart. She noted these preparations for departure with satisfaction, and wondered what had been the reason for such a short and sudden visit.
As the crowd in the churchyard parted, and the corporal, followed by his two attendant troopers, came down the path to the gate, she was soon to be enlightened, however.
The corporal advanced and laying his hand on her shoulder, cried in a voice wherein pompous77 dignity and elation78 strove for the mastery:
"Mistress Barbara Winslow, I attaint you as a rebel, and arrest you in the name of his Majesty79."
Too much astonished to speak, Barbara was conscious, however, of a murmur80 of anger and surprise from the crowd of villagers and of Cicely's voice enquiring81 sharply:
"What is the matter? What means this?"
"There is no call to answer questions," replied the corporal pompously82. "But an ye must know, it means that this woman is attainted as a rebel, and I hold a warrant for her arrest, with orders to conduct her instantly to Taunton gaol to await trial."
"But it is impossible! she is no rebel."
"She is known to have sheltered rebels, many have been hanged for less," answered the corporal, with a sinister83 glance of triumph at his prisoner.
"Yet surely it cannot be as ye say?" cried Cicely helplessly. "Taunton gaol! Why she is a woman, ye cannot. Nay84, she is but a child. Oh! 'tis monstrous85, monstrous."
"No words, no words," cried the corporal fussily86. "You will learn, madame, that in such affairs of state, least said is soonest mended. Now, mistress," he continued roughly, turning to Barbara, "we'd best be moving."
But a growl87 of anger broke from the still lingering crowd, and Peter Drew, the blacksmith, sprang upon the low wall of the churchyard.
"Hey, lads!" he cried; "they red-c?ats be vor ta?kin6 oor young Miztrez to Taunton gaol. Zhall her be ta?ken34, lads? Zhall her go? Hey lads, we be vaive to one. Zhall her go, lads?"
Peter was no orator88, but eloquence89 was not needed. Love for Barbara, that old feudal90 love for their lord; resentment91 for the many acts of ill-treatment sustained at the hands of the troopers during their occupation of the village; and lastly, the spirit of revolt against injustice92 and opposition which lurks93 secretly in every heart, all combined to rouse his hearers to fury, and it needed no words of the smith to fan the flame.
They greeted Peter's harangue94 with a wild shout of triumph, and closed in round the corporal and his men with gestures which threatened every moment to develop into a fierce attack.
Barbara's face flushed and her eyes glittered with triumph. Wild projects flashed through her brain. To overpower the half-dozen troopers, then to fortify95 the Manor96 House, and hold it against all comers; to rally round her the many secret supporters of the late rebellion, to recall the exiles from Holland, and to succeed in establishing justice and the Protestant Religion, or die fighting for the Cause. Had not other women done as much! These men, she knew, would cheerfully fight to the death for her; the country was still full of malcontents; one failure could not be regarded as the death of the Cause. Hope was high, all things seemed possible. Who shall say what mad dreams passed through her thoughts during those few moments while she stood there, the centre of that enthusiastic mob?
But it was not to be. From out the crowd there pressed forward an old woman, who flung herself trembling at Barbara's feet.
"Eh; Miztress Barbara, dearie," she cried, seizing her hand, "don't-ee, don't-ee, then. A'll swing for it, for zure a wull if a faight. And zee there," pointing with her trembling hand at a tall stalwart fellow, prominent amongst the throng97, "thiccy's arl I've left now. Three others have been ta?ken. If they ta?k un I maun die, for zure I maun. Don't-ee, now."
"Vor sha?me, mother," cried the lad referred to. "Would ee have un ta?k the young Miztress to Taunton? Vor sha?me."
But the dreams had passed. Barbara's eyes were opened and she recognised the hopelessness of any resistance. She could not, she must not sacrifice these lives.
Gently disengaging herself from the clinging hands of the old crone, she sprang on to the wall at Peter's side and caught his uplifted arm.
"No, no, friends!" she urged; "it won't do. We could not hope for more than a short-lived victory. She is right, there would be vengeance98 and ye would all swing for it. This fellow saith he hath the Royal Warrant for my arrest, an that be so I must e'en go with him. Be assured they cannot harm me; I have done no wrong. Besides," she added proudly, "I would not have them think me afeared to go. Peter, be silent. Nay, I thank you indeed, but there must be no resistance. Go home quietly. You women, look to your men folk. No harm shall come to you for my sake, and none must think I fear to go."
Thus she stood upon the wall, a bright figure in her dainty muslin gown, smiling down upon them, until with reluctance99, and many incoherent mutterings, the crowd, somewhat reassured100 by her words, slowly dispersed. Then turning she addressed the corporal:
"So that is ended. Now, an you will permit me first to return to the Manor House to collect some necessaries, I am ready to go with you to Taunton."
"I am rejoiced, mistress," he assured her pompously, "that you have decided101 to submit peaceably to my orders."
"Aye, corporal," answered Barbara, with a smile at his perturbed102 countenance. "I do not doubt but you are indeed rejoiced. But come, I must to the Manor House, to prepare for the journey. I presume you will allow me so much grace?"
"The escort will accompany you thither103."
"I had thought my submission had been proof enough of my good faith, but as you will," answered Barbara carelessly, passing through the gate.
"Barbara, I must with you to Taunton, indeed I must," pleaded Cicely, as she hastened after her cousin. "'Tis monstrous that you should go alone with these men."
"Thou, Cicely? Impossible! What could'st thou do there? Where could'st thou lodge104? Not i' the gaol indeed."
"There be many kindly105 folk in the town who would house me, and they will perchance advise too what 'twere best to do for thee. There is good Mistress Lane, the wool-merchant's wife, I will seek her out. But go with you I must indeed."
"In truth, Cicely," answered Barbara with a quick sigh, "I would fain have thee near, if 'twere only to teach myself the folly106 of my fears by laughing at thine."
With a tyranny born of his newly acquired importance, Corporal Crutch refused to allow his prisoner more than a few minutes' preparation before her journey to Taunton, but having resigned herself to fate Barbara had no mind to delay, and in less than half an hour after their return to the house the two enforced travellers were ready for departure.
Barbara's resolution was by no means strengthened at sight of the ramshackle cart provided to convey her to Taunton.
"To what low estate our fortunes have fallen!" she muttered with a wry107 face.
"Rebels cannot expect to be treated like honest folk," remarked the Corporal complacently108.
"Set a watch on thy tongue, Master Corporal," retorted she angrily. "I am no rebel till I be proved such, therefore I warn thee 'twere best be more careful of thy words," and turning abruptly109 from the startled man she took her seat in the cart.
For the first few miles of their journey each of the girls devoted110 all her efforts to the difficult task of cheering the other. Upon leaving the village and their friends behind them, some sense of the utter helplessness of her position filled Barbara's mind, and she was but a sorry comforter.
But hers was not a nature to sigh long, and soon the fresh air, the bright sunshine, and the interest and amusement she found in watching her escort, had their effect. The result of this reaction from her former depression was a mood of high spirits and brighter hopes.
"In truth, Cicely," she broke out suddenly with a laugh, "we are both fools. At worst 'tis but a matter of a night or two in gaol, where I doubt not I shall meet much good company; an interview with Lord Jeffreys (I would fain see him, they say he is a right handsome man, for all he has such a tongue); then perchance a fine, and so home. Why 'tis not worth a sigh. 'Tis but an adventure, and thou knowest I love such."
"Aye, Barbara, you speak truly," answered her companion, with a desperate attempt at cheerfulness. "They would not dare to harm a woman. I make no doubt these tales of my Lord Jeffreys' punishment and—and of Lady Alice Lisle, are gross exaggerations." This last she added with a tentative air—Cicely longed for corroboration111 of that statement.
At mention of Lady Lisle Barbara's face fell slightly, but she resolutely dismissed her fears.
"There is not a doubt of it, sweet. Yet even an it were not so, they could prove nought112 against me. They have no testimony113 to show that we housed or aided either Rupert or Sir Peter."
"That is so," assented114 Cicely joyously115. "And in justice none could punish us for what is unproven."
"Oh! Cicely, look at yon red-headed trooper, didst ever behold116 so scarlet117 a poll?"
"Aye. And mark how he sits his horse. I wager118 he will be over its head ere he sees Taunton. Note his face when the creature pricks119 his ears; 'tis a very picture of terror."
"Didst note the corporal as we passed trough the village?" laughed Barbara. "The poor fool feared an ambuscade at every corner, and well-nigh fell from his horse with fright when old Mother Gilkin's pot fell down as we reached her cottage. I hate the fellow, yet I cannot but laugh at his antics."
Thus for a while the two chattered120 bravely as they clattered121 and bumped along the rough country roads to Taunton. But as night drew on the sky became overcast122 with clouds, and a cold wind and drizzling123 rain added to the discomfort124 of the journey. Their conversation became more and more desultory125, and finally ceased altogether.
Only once again did Barbara break the silence.
"Cis," she asked with some slight hesitation126, "thinkest thou that Captain Protheroe knows aught of my arrest?"
"Knows aught!" cried Cicely in astonishment127. "Why, Barbara, child, who else hath accused thee?"
"Nay, nay; I will not believe that of him," answered Barbara stoutly128.
"Believe what thou wilt129, I tell thee it is the truth. Thinkest thou he would tamely endure to be duped as thou hast duped him, without some revenge? Oh! I tell thee as I have ever done, the fellow is to be mistrusted, and to take such revenge on thee were but his nature."
"In truth, Cicely, you do not know him," pleaded Barbara. "He is not—I would trust him."
"Why, Barbara! Hath the man bewitched thee that thou art so ready in his defence?" cried Cicely, looking at her curiously130. "What hath he done to win such trust? Or dost thou deem, perchance, that thou hast bewitched him, and so bound him to thy cause? I' faith, coz, I warn thee, trust not too much to the power of thine eyes; all men be not so easily ensnared."
But Barbara answered not, only sighed lightly and stared thoughtfully into the gathering131 darkness, her eyes wide with wonder and with doubt.
The distance from Durford to Taunton is scarce twelve miles, and 'twas little past noon when they set out on their journey, but the progress of the cart was slow, owing to the bad roads.
A horse, too, cast a shoe, and they must needs stop at the next village to seek a smith. The escort halted more than once for refreshment132, and in fine it was night before they reached their destination.
Perhaps the darkness was not without its compensation. At the cross roads were scenes ill-suited to a woman's eyes, traces of that wholesale133 butchery which for many weeks had devastated134 the fairest county of the West. Gaunt figures swinging in their chains from the sign-posts, tokens of the merciless punishment meted135 out to those even suspected of rebellion, had been no cheering welcome to such travellers as they.
When they entered Taunton the streets were almost deserted136, and the dwelling137 houses closed and in darkness, but the windows of the White Hart Inn, the headquarters of the royal troops, blazed with light, and the shouts of laughter and snatches of song from within indicated that the soldiery were holding revelry, heedless alike of the hallowedness of the Sabbath, of the misery138 of the townsfolk, and of the despair of hundreds of prisoners who lay awaiting their doom139 in the crowded gaols140 of the town.
As the cavalcade141 passed before the Inn an officer lounged into the light of the doorway142, and stared carelessly at the passing company. Barbara with a gasp143 of astonishment half rose to her feet, but Cicely's hand restrained her, and reluctantly she sank down beside her cousin.
The cart passed, leaving Captain Protheroe to continue his inspection144 of the night all unconscious of whom the vehicle conveyed.
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