Hearts and the highway : $b A romance of the roadBrady, Cyrus Townsend
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Hearts and the highway : $b A romance of the road
Brady, Cyrus Townsend
Adventure stories; Great Britain -- History -- James II, 1685-1688 -- Fiction; Romance fiction
I drew forth from my pocket, as I spoke, the wallet of which my lady
had despoiled me and which she had returned to me, and, asking for
pen and ink, I gave to Master Dunner such writings as, in his
judgment and mine, would enable him to command the sum of seven
thousand pounds, which, with what he had, would complete the sum of
ten thousand with which to approach the King. Master Dunner was very
careful to give me such security as he could, acting as the Earl's
agent and jealous for his patron's honour, and promised speedy
repayment of the loan. Lady Katharine made some demur, but between
us we easily overruled her: I, because I was determined that my
quixotic impulse should be carried out; and Master Dunner, because he
would have taken anything from anybody to save his patron. The
transaction was soon over, and I arose to take my departure.
"I have a word of advice to give," I remarked, ere I said good-bye.
"Whatever you do, do quickly. It is quite late. I may have
difficulty in getting access to the Lord Chief Justice or the
military commandant. Possibly I shall not see them until the
morning. No messenger, it is likely, will be despatched to the King
until late to-morrow."
"I will ride to the King myself early in the morning," said Lady
Katharine immediately. "You told me that he would be at Durham by
the time I could get there."
"Ay," replied I, "but it will be a hard ride for a woman."
"I will go just as I am," returned her ladyship.
"Your wounded shoulder?"
"A night's rest will put that to rights."
"Have you none other who can go?"
"I have only two friends," returned her ladyship--and her
appreciation really thrilled me--"Master Dunner"--she hesitated--"and
yourself, Sir Hugh," she continued, extending her hand.
I do not know what made me do it. I had kissed it in the carriage
like a courtier. Now I took her fine hand in my own and shook it
well.
"As one soldier to another, lad," I said, clapping her lightly upon
the shoulder for the third time. "'Fore God, I like you well, and,
when the time comes, I should be glad to have you in my company," I
said, with double meaning, "forever."
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[Illustration: "I like you well, and...]
"I like you well, and
when the time comes I
should be glad to have
you in my
company--forever"
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"Should I enlist as a soldier, Captain Richmond," returned my lady,
saluting gallantly with her disengaged hand, "I should like no better
fortune than to follow your flag."
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