My Lord was busy at his writing-desk when I entered; but when he looked up I saw the light of instant recognition in his eye. Never, I think, did another prisoner at the bar strive harder to read his sentence in his judge's eyes than I did in that moment of suspense4. I liked not much the look he gave me; but his greeting was affable and kindly5 enough.
"Ah, Captain Ireton; 'tis you, is it? We are well met, at last. They told me you were gone to join the rebels, did they not?"
Here was an opening for a bold man, and in a flash I came to the right-about, choked down the defiance6 I had meant to hurl7 at him, and took quick counsel of cool audacity8.
"Indeed, my Lord, I know not what they have told you. In times past, the king had no truer soldier than I; and when I came across seas 'twas not to fight against him. But that I have not joined the rebels is no fault of certain of your Lordship's officers."
"Say you so? But how is this? Surely I am not mistaken. I could be certain Colonel Tarleton reported your taking as a spy, and his trying of you. And was there not something about a rescue at the last moment by a band of these border bravos? But stay; let us have the colonel's story at first hands. Have the goodness to ring the bell for me, will you, Captain?"
The crisis was come. A pull at the bell-cord would summon the guard, and the guard would be sent after Colonel Tarleton. Well, said the demon9 Despair, 'tis time you were gone to make room for Richard Jennifer; and I laid a hand upon the tasseled10 rope. But when I would have rung, all the man-pride, of race and of soldier training, rose up to bid me fight for space to strike one good blow in freedom's cause by way of leave-taking.
So, as it had been an afterthought, I said: "A word further with you first, my Lord, and then, if you please, I will call the guard. All you remember is true, save as to the principal fact. So far from being a spy in intent, or even a partizan of either side, I was at the time but newly come into the province, knowing little of the cause of quarrel and caring still less. But Captain Falconnet and Colonel Tarleton did their earnest best to make a rebel of me out of hand."
"Ah? But the proof of all this, Captain Ireton."
"The best I can offer is the present fact of my coming to place myself at your Lordship's disposal, being moved thereto by your Lordship's own desire expressed in an order sent some weeks since to Sir Francis Falconnet."
"So?—then you knew of that order?"
"Captain Falconnet showed it to me after I was condemned11 and the firing squad12 was drawn13 up to snuff me out."
My Lord Charles gave me the courtier smile that so endeared him to his soldiers,—he was well-loved of his men,—and bade me sit.
"The plot thickens, as Mr. Richardson would say. Let me have your story, Captain Ireton. I would rejoice to know why Captain Sir Francis Falconnet saw fit to disobey his orders."
I was clear of the lee shore and the breakers at last, but I was fain to believe that not Machiavelli himself could hope to weather the storm in the open. How much or how little did Lord Cornwallis remember of Colonel Tarleton's report? How explicit14 had that report been?—was there any mention in it of my eavesdropping15 at the conference between Captain John Stuart and the baronet; of my attempt to warn the over-mountain men against the Indian-arming? Could I hope to tell his Lordship a tale so near the truth as to be unassailable by Tarleton and his officers, by Gilbert Stair and the spiteful little pettifogger, and yet so deftly16 garbled17 as to keep my neck out of the halter for the time being?
All these questions thronged18 upon me as a mob to pull cool reason from her seat, and I could only play the part of the trapped rat and snap back at them. Yet my Lord Cornwallis was waiting for his answer, and a single moment's hesitation19 might breed suspicion.
You must forgive me, my dears, if I confess it beyond me to set down here in measured words the tale I told his Lordship. A lie is a lie, be it told in never so good a cause; a thing deplorable and not to be glozed over or boasted of after the fact. So I beg you to let these quibblings to which I was driven rest in oblivion, figuring to yourselves that I used all the truth I dared, and that I strove through it all not wholly to sink the gentleman and the man of honor in the spy.
'Twas but a bridge of glass when all was said; a bridge that carried me safely over for the moment into my Lord's confidence, yet one which a pebble20 flung by any one of a dozen hands might shiver in the dropping of an eyelid21.
"Truly, you have had a most romantic experience," said his Lordship, when I had made an end. Then he lay back in his chair and laughed till the stout22 body of him shook again. "And all about a little wench of the provincials23. Well, well; Sir Francis was always a sad dog with the women. But all this was in the early summer, you say; where have you been since?"
Here was a chance for more romancing, this time of a sort less dangerous. So I drew breath and plunged24 again, telling how I had been carried off by my captor-rescuers; how I had fallen into the hands of the Indians—not all of whom, I would remind his Lordship, were friendly to the king; and lastly how I had but lately escaped from the mountain fastnesses back of Major Ferguson's camp at Gilbert Town. At this point my Lord interrupted the tale-telling.
"So you know of the major and his doings? I would you had brought me late news of him. 'Tis a week since his last courier reached us."
This was the moment for the playing of my trump25 card—the only one I held. I rose, bowed, took from my pocket that other letter given me by Colonel Davie and handed it to his Lordship. 'Twas Major Ferguson's last report, intercepted26 by one of Davie's vigilant27 scouting28 parties.
"Ah!" said my Lord; and I strolled to the window whilst he read the letter.
When I turned to front him again he was all affability; and I knew I was safe—for the time, at least.
"The major commends you highly as a good man and a true, Captain Ireton," he said, and truly the letter did contain a warm-hearted commendation of "the bearer," whose name, for safety's sake, was omitted; and not only this, but the writer desired to have his man back again. Then my Lord added: "You are here to take your old service again, I assume?"
I hesitated. There be things that even a spy may balk29 at; and the taking of the oath of allegiance to the other side I conceived to be one of them. So I said:
He laughed cheerily. "'But me no buts,' Captain Ireton; once an Englishman, always an Englishman, you know. I shall assign you to duty in my own family."
At this I made a bold stroke. "Let it be then as an officer of her Apostolic Majesty's service, and your Lordship's guest for the time. Believe me, it is thus I may best serve your—ah—the cause."
"As how?" he would ask.
I smiled and touched the braided jacket of my hussar uniform.
"As an Austrian officer on a tour of observation in the campaign I may go and come where others may not, and see and hear things which your Lordship may wish to know. Does your Lordship take me?"
He laughed and rose and clapped me on the shoulder.
"You may call the guard now, Captain, and I will turn you over—not to a firing squad, but to the tender mercies of our old rascal31 host who is a 'trimmer' of the devil's own school. If he tries to screw a penny's pay out of you, as he is like to, put him in arrest."
"And why not? Ah, my good Captain of Hussars, I have made you my honorary aide-de-camp and a member of my family so that I may keep an eye on you. Comprenez-vous?"
He said it with a laugh and another hearty33 hand-clap on my shoulder, and I would fain take it for a jest. Yet there be playful gibes34 that hint at gibbets; and I may confess to you here, my dears, that I left my Lord's presence with the conviction that my acquittal was but a reprieve35 conditioned upon the best of future good behavior. So it took another turn of the audacity screw to tune36 me up for the battle royal with Gilbert Stair and the pettifogger, Owen Pengarvin.
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