Then he turned to the sentry2 at the door, and said:
“Move your post to the head of the stairs, and let no one up. If you hear any noise in my room, however loud, take no notice. Let no one pass in or out without my orders.”
The backwoods soldier nodded his comprehension, and the colonel re-entered his room, where, as he had expected, he found Adjutant Frank, still in his chair, which he had drawn3 to the table, on which rested his small feet with all the coolness in the world.
The little adjutant wore a hunting-shirt of fine blue cloth, with gold fringes to replace the usual buck-skin ornaments4; his leggins were of white doe-skin, fringed with gold; and the white moccasin, that fitted his little foot like a glove, was sewed with gold thread. Altogether, a very natty5 little officer of rangers6 was Adjutant Frank, as he sat playing with a little blue velvet7 cap with a gold tassel8, and whistling “Malbrook.”
Clark stood at the door, looking at him for several minutes. The lad’s back was turned to him, and the white peruke, which he generally wore, was now off, allowing the curls of a wonderful mass of long black hair to escape over his shoulders.
Clark looked at him long and earnestly, and as he looked, he gave an involuntary sigh. The boy was of a wonderful beauty and grace, he could not help admitting, even with all the fierce jealousy9 and anger that was gnawing10 at his heart. But the iron colonel had taken a resolution, and he was not to be turned from it by pity.
Slowly, and without any precautions against noise, he locked the door with a loud snap, and put the key in his pocket. Frank stopped whistling, but he did not look round. He only gave a little hitch11 to his sword-belt, and brought the hilt of his light rapier to the front. Then he resumed his whistle and gradually broke into a low song:
“Le Colonel Clark est brave,
Mais il n’est qu’ un esclave,
Sous la main, si douce et suave12,
De Mademoiselle Rubie Roland.”
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Clark heard the mocking words and wondered at the lad’s temerity13, even while his anger rose to white heat. Frank looked so little and slender, so utterly14 unable to cope with the powerful and incensed15 colonel, that such a taunt16 as his conduct implied made it seem as if he must be crazy.
For the first time the words of Simon Kenton, as to the boy having been sun-struck, recurred17 to his mind, and for the moment a thrill of pity came to Clark. But as he looked at the boy and noted18 the quiet bravado19 of his manner, the supposition became untenable.
“There is too much method for madness, there,” thought the border leader.
And, as he came to this conclusion, a stern frown settled on his brow, and he went to the windows. He carefully closed the shutters20 and locked the French casements21 so that no one could see in. Then, looking into an inner room, he ascertained22 that there were no more openings to be guarded.
He closed and locked the door of communication with equal deliberation, then advanced to the table at which Frank sat, and laid his hand heavily on his shoulder.
“Now, sir,” said Clark, between his shut teeth, “what is the meaning of this?”
The lad looked up at him with an eye as fierce as his own.
“It means—take your hands off!”
For all answer Clark shook him fiercely, for it seemed as if the threat imbued23 him with ten-fold rage.
But, to his surprise, after the first fierce look, the boy did not either writhe24 or struggle, although the nervous grip of the powerful borderer must have caused intense pain, as the fingers sunk into his shoulder.
Feeling almost ashamed of himself, Clark released his hold, for the first feeling of the soft, delicate shoulder he had griped had convinced him that Frank was a mere25 child in his hands. He struck down the boy’s feet off the table with his open hand, and then released him, casting himself down in an opposite chair.
“Now, sir,” he said, sternly, “since you have learned your manners, tell me what is the meaning of all this?”
The little adjutant was quite silent, but he was breathing hard, and had changed his position. His face was now[99] turned away from Clark and hidden by the tangled26 mass of curls. He made no answer.
After a while Clark repeated the question.
“Well, sir, what does this mean? Why have you, whom I have treated like my own son, suddenly found that nothing will do for you but insulting your colonel and exciting mutiny among my troops?”
There was no answer. Still the averted27 figure looked sullenly28 away.
“I see you can not answer,” said Clark, sternly; “and I honor the shame that leads you to remain silent. It shows me that Governor Henry’s nephew has not lost all the instincts of a gentleman. It renders my task less repulsive29, for I warn you, John Frank, that the time has come when you must atone30 for your conduct with your heart’s blood—ay, and in this room. Had you shown fear, I should have strangled you ere this, but I can not take advantage of superior strength over a stripling like you. But die you must, and by my hand. Therefore, choose your weapons, and do your best. You shall have every chance.”
The boy still kept his head averted, and murmured:
“Why should I die? What have I done?”
“I will tell you, John Frank,” said the colonel, in a low, stern voice, with terrible distinctness. “I will tell you, and you at least shall know all before I kill you. A year ago, I met Ruby31 Roland in Kentucky, and from the moment I saw her I resolved she should be my wife. You may start. I would sooner die than tell her, the proud beauty in her scornful charms, that George Rogers Clark was a slave to her a year since. I would not tell it to you if I had not resolved to kill you, before I leave this room. Well, sir, since you came here—curse your pretty baby-face—I have met her, and I have found that she loves you; she, the pearl of all beauty and nobility, is fool enough to cast away the treasures of a love, which I would die to possess, on an insolent32 youngster like you, who values it not, and makes a jest of her name. For these things I am going to kill you, boy, and just so I shall kill every man that comes near Ruby Roland. She may never love me, but, by the eternal heavens, I swear she shall never love another. She may repel33 my love, but I will conquer[100] hers. I have sworn to make her adore me. Enough. On this table are two swords and two pistols. Choose which you will, and take first shot.”
The averted figure trembled perceptibly.
“I do not want to kill you, colonel,” said a low voice.
“Nor can you,” said Clark, scornfully. “I was not born to be killed by a boy. Take your shot, and aim well, for if you miss I kill you.”
The little adjutant trembled still more.
“I can not fight you, Clark,” he whispered.
“But you must,” cried the borderer, fiercely. “Do you wish to compel me to murder you? You must die.”
The other rose from the chair and sprung behind the table. As he did so, he motioned Clark away, with face averted, as if in great horror.
“Clark, Clark,” he panted out, “you know not what you say. I can not fight you. If you kill me, you will never see Ruby Roland again.”
“I will chance that,” said Clark, grimly. “She may grieve for you a while, but bah! she’ll not care for a boy like you, when a man loves her. And mark me, boy, she loves me now, although she does not think it. Come, take up the swords. I thought you had more courage, Frank. I see you are only a coward, after all.”
The boy dropped his head on his hands so that his long black hair fell all over his face and hid it from view. Then he sunk down on his knees and burst out into a tempest of sobs34, while he murmured, brokenly:
“Kill me, then—blind, blind, that will not see the truth. Would I had died long ago!”
For the first time Clark was utterly astounded35. He looked at the kneeling figure, shaken with sobs such as no boy ever gave, and as he looked a sudden light broke over his face. He looked at the other with a keen intensity36 of gaze that, for the first time since he had known his boy adjutant, took in every peculiarity37 of the slight, feminine grace of that tiny figure. Then, with a sudden exclamation38 of joy, wonder and doubt together, Colonel Clark rushed forward and clutched eagerly at the form of Ruby Roland.
Ay, the moment he felt the soft, yielding flesh under his[101] hands this time, he wondered that he had never found it out before. His little adjutant, with the pert tongue, and Ruby Roland whom he adored, were one and the same, a warm, living woman, who hid her face under her dark hair in his bosom39, and refused to lift it, even for a glimpse of her face, until he forced her up from her knees, with gentle violence.
Then she suddenly flung away from him with all her old impetuosity and caprice, threw back her long black hair with a defiant40 toss, facing him with glowing face and flaming eyes, and caught up a sword from the table.
“Now, sir, kill me if you dare,” she cried. “You were bold enough with Frank. Let me see you face Ruby. Go away. I hate you now!”
Clark laughed carelessly as he advanced.
“You must explain away your masquerade, and a hundred other little things I mind me of, lady-bird, ere you can make me believe that. If you do not love me, what do you here with me, alone, at midnight?”
In a moment she was pale and beseeching41.
“Let me go, Clark, and I’ll never tease you again.”
“Not till you have promised to marry me to-morrow, ere father Gibault departs.”
“I promise,” she whispered, and he unlocked the door.
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