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 was a tried and veteran soldier, a seasoned man of the world, yet
the passion that I had so suddenly developed for this splendid woman
might have amazed even me, had I been capable of considering it from
any point of detachment. I had met with many women in my life, some
good and some bad,--the latter, I am afraid, predominating; and I had
been drawn in touch with all classes from the peasant to the great
dame of the court, but I had never seen anybody who united in her own
proper person so many, or I believe I may say all, of the qualities I
loved in woman as Katharine Clanranald. Not only her beauty, which
was incomparable and unsurpassable, but her wit, her bravery, her
address, her--but the reader who has read her story, even though she
so modestly told it herself, knoweth all this as well as I. Do you
wonder that I felt reckless, friend, who read this rougher and
blunter chronicle of mine, or that I came to instant and desperate
resolution there on the shore?
The King basely, treacherously, but perhaps as monarchs went in those
days, not unroyally, had taken my wife; I would take her back, I
swore. I would pluck that coward fox from his very throne and, if I
found a hair of her head had been injured, his life should pay for
it, if I were to be hung, drawn, and quartered the next moment. I
took a solemn oath to it by the Living God, as I stood there on the
bluff.
It all happened this way. We were married in the morning, there was
naught to keep us in Scotland, where Master Dunner--a gentleman,
truly, even if an advocate--with Master Abadie's assistance, to whom
I was much indebted, foreseeing the turn of affairs, had everything
in readiness, every resource that the Earl could reasonably come at
instantly available.
The quicker we escaped from the reach of so uncertain a monarch as
James II., the better. All men knew him well enough, but I knew him
best of all, for I had served long in his Guards, so we planned
instant departure.
By good fortune we found a stout ship was sailing from Cockenzie for
the Low Countries that very night. It was necessary to ride thither
to take passage upon her. Master Dunner cast his fortunes in with
those of his patron and kinsman, the Earl, and had elected to go with
us. As we were proscribed people and found not many clamouring for
service with us, we chose to go as we were, without servants or
further tendance than what we ourselves could easily furnish each to
the other.
My wife laughingly pointed out that I could appropriately play
lady's-maid to her since she had played soldier laddie to me, and
though my blunt fingers were better fitted to pistol butt and sword
grip, I had no doubt that I could pass a lashing for her stays or
join together a hook and eye, if main strength and determination and
good will were necessary qualifications.
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