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
"How camest thou thus?" I said, seating myself by him.
"What carest thou?" he answered, seeming to see me again. "What
difference can it make to thee, thou who art a shadow, whether I live
or die? But listen, if it be of any interest, and thou shalt hear how I
came to be in this condition.
"This Dunraven had kept the maid captive for two long months in the
cabin yonder, constantly threatening her and menacing her with I
know not what, unless she would give her consent to let that imp of
hell--the priest Francis--marry her to him. I had landed the day after
they did upon the coast; for I knew Dunraven's plans, and that he would
come directly here. I learned them from the spy, Marsden, the rogue who
lies beside me, who would have played me false. I followed hot on their
trail and found them here. Dunraven was furious that I should have
tracked him, for he thought to have the maid in his power, and I was
ever as a thorn in the flesh to him.
"Often wearied by the long resistance of Lady Margaret, he swore by
Heaven and earth to wed her. I took the part of the maiden--partly
because I loved her--partly because down in my black heart I pitied
her. For if ever woman bore herself nobly, under circumstances that
would daunt a heart of iron, that woman is Lady Margaret Carroll.
"Curse it!" he cried. "My throat burns and scorches, and yet I lie here
and babble to amuse a pale shade, and thou wilt not give me a drop of
water to cool my aching throat."
"Thou shalt have water," I answered; "have patience," and even as I
spoke, I heard the step of the girl as she returned.
Taking the cup from her, I bent over the dying man, and lifting him up,
held the cool water to his lips, while he gulped it down eagerly and
resumed his story, a far-away look in his glassy eyes.
"For the last week Dunraven has been as one possessed, for one of the
savages brought him tidings which set him wild, and it was only with
the point of my sword I held him in check.
"I strolled down to the great rock this morning, where I had dispatched
Marsden to find thee and bring thee here to rescue the lady. My
agreement with the traitor was to meet him on his return at the rock.
As I gazed upon the water, I heard a sound behind me, and turning I saw
Dunraven, with his henchman, the fat priest, and Marsden, together with
the Indian whom my lord had ever with him. Fool that I was to suspect
nothing from Dunraven's smiling face, as talking and chatting, he rode
with me back to the cabins, the others following.
"Anxious I was to know what success Marsden had met with, but I could
say naught until I could get him apart from the others. So I came along
with them, perhaps a mile, when the priest, leaning behind me, without
a word plunged a long knife into my back. I turned on him, but like a
flash the whole band were upon me.
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