For the Love of Lady Margaret: A Romance of the Lost ColonyWilson, William Thomas
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For the Love of Lady Margaret: A Romance of the Lost Colony
Wilson, William Thomas
Roanoke Colony -- Fiction
As we neared a little knot of guards, he cried out:
"Come on, thou fool, I will teach thee to sleep at thy post again! I
will tear the very flesh from thy bones!" And with that he unlocked the
door which barred our passage, and passing the man who stood beside it,
he kept on down the hall. I could hear the men on the other side mutter
to themselves as it swung to, but what they said I could not catch.
We were alone now in the hall, no one was in sight of us. Peering
around him the old warrior halted a moment, and turning to me, one eye
closed, he winked; then with a growl, he resumed his journey. Several
more doors we unlocked and passed through, meeting a dozen little
groups of men in the hall, but Sir Henry said not a word, only as we
neared them, he would curse me for my tardiness and laziness, and swear
to tear me limb from limb.
With my cap pulled down over my face and wrapped in the great dark
cloak, I followed him, my head bowed as though in dejection and fear;
and so we traversed the great building, until finally we stood at the
huge door that led out into the open air, where he halted. There was no
one there, and unbolting it, he motioned for me to walk out.
"Forget not to deliver the message that I gave thee to Lord Pendleton,"
he said, in a loud tone of voice, for the benefit of any who might
chance to see us, "thou dog, and waste no time about it, or I will
trounce thee well with my stirrup--begone!" And with a kindly look upon
his old face, he pushed the door to, and I heard the chain rattle as he
secured it.
I stood alone in the low courtyard of the prison, the cold night air
blowing against my face. Carefully I picked my way over the uneven
stones, with which the yard was paved, until I reached the gate which
led into the street. It was unlocked, and opening it, I stood once more
upon the street of London--free.
A man started from the shadow of the wall, and came toward me, his
head muffled in his cloak; as he neared me, I saw that it was Bobby.
"I had almost given thee up," he whispered. "But come, we have no time
to lose. It will be only a few hours at the most until they discover
thy escape, and they will search all England thoroughly for thee." And
catching me by the arm, he hurried me down the street.
"Where art thou going?" I asked in a low tone of voice.
"To the river," he answered. "I have a fleet boat there, and we will
row down to where Governor White lays. He has consented to conceal
thee for a day or two, until he gets out of England, and then thou
canst reveal thyself, for it will not matter then. He is under great
obligations to Raleigh, and I persuaded Sir Walter to ask this of him;
it was the only way we could save thee, and White would cut off his
right hand for Walter."
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