France -- History -- Louis XV, 1715-1774 -- Fiction; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746 -- Fiction
As she spoke, a tap was heard at the door, and, a second afterwards,
Father Sholto entered the room, while so much had her ladyship's fears
and tremors overcome her and her father that both exclaimed at once,
in the same words, "Is all well?"
"In so far as I know," he replied, after having exchanged morning
greetings with them. "As well as all will ever be. Why do you ask?
Have you reason to dread aught?"
"No, no," Kitty replied. "Still, I know not why, I am strangely
uneasy, strangely nervous to-day. Some feeling of impending ills seems
to hang over me."
"Yet," said Sholto, "if omens are to be supposed to have any power, no
such feeling should trouble you to-day. Kitty, I bear good news----"
"Good news!" she exclaimed. "From----"
"From an acquaintance of mine--one who is in the office of the Scotch
Secretary of State. Nay," he went on, seeing the look of
disappointment on her face, and knowing she had expected matter of a
different kind, "'tis worth hearing. Among the names of those now in
London for whom diligent search is being made--the names of those who,
if found, are doomed--three do not appear--three in whom we are
concerned."
"Thank God!" exclaimed Lady Fordingbridge and her father together.
"They are----"
"Our two friends across the river and--and--myself."
"Therefore you may escape at once?" she asked. "All of you? There is
nothing to keep you here in England--the Cause is broken, it can never
be regained now--you can all depart in peace?"
"Yes," he said, "we can." But letting his eye fall on Fane, he took
her a little apart and said:
"Kitty, we have the chance of getting across the water; at least, we
are safe at present. I, you know, can go at any moment; there is
nothing to detain me. The glorious work, the accomplishment of which I
crossed over to see, will never be done now--I may as well go.
But--shall the others go too? It rests with you to say."
"With me," she said, looking up at him; "with me? Why, how should I
prevent them going? Oh Archibald, if I could see them I would beg them
on my knees to go while there is yet time."
"One will not leave England without the other; Douglas would never go
without Bertie. And, Kitty, Elphinston will not go yet."
"Not yet! Why not? What does he tarry for? Is it to take vengeance on
my husband, to--to----"
"To see you."
"To see me," she said, clasping her hands convulsively together, while
from her soft blue eyes there shone so bright a light that Father
Sholto knew how deeply the love still dwelt in her heart for the poor
wanderer and outcast; "to see me. Oh! say, does he forgive--has he
sent me one word of pardon, of pity?"
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