Great Britain -- History -- Charles I, 1625-1649 -- Fiction
He ceased speech abruptly, seeing it was overheard by the street
passengers, who, attracted by the oddness of the group, had begun to
gather round it.
He was about to demand of the cadgers, _sotto voce_, where they intended
putting up, with a view to further conference, when a man of herculean
stature--soldier in cavalry uniform--made appearance inside the circle
of bystanders, going straight up to the woman, and speaking some words,
as one who had familiar acquaintance with her,--
"Ah! Sergeant Wilde," said the Volunteer officer, "you know these
people, do you?"
"I ought to, Captain. All o' us war born an' brought up in the Forest
o' Dean, not very far apart."
"Enough," said, or rather thought, Birch, who, after a whispered word
with the colossal trooper, gave permission for the cadger party to pass
on over the bridge.
Rob went with them; soon as beyond earshot of the crowd, saying:
"Dear Win! I ha' got leave o' guard duty for the whole o' an hour.
Captain Trevor coined back to the gate 'most the minnit ye left it.
When I tolt him who'd passed through, it war, `Rob, go and see to their
bein' stowed in comfortable quarters.' Kind o' him, warn't it?"
"Deed war it," answered Win, but without thinking it strange; her
woman's instinct told her the why and wherefore of Captain Trevor's
kindness.
Jerky seemed less satisfied than either of the other two; for a reason
he knew of, equally known to his sister. That detention on the bridge's
head had been torture to him; it might forfeit the reward promised and
expected. She cared less for it, hers already gained, in having her
beloved Rob once more by her side.
The two, talking of old things and times, might have lagged upon the
way, had Jack given them time and opportunity, which he did not; on the
contrary, urging greater haste than ever, while persuading Jinkum to
make still better speed by a multiplication of "gee-ups," and a storm of
solid thwacks administered by the cudgel.
But they had not reached the Bird in the Bush--were scarce beyond sight
of the people who saw them depart from the bridge--when he who had just
held speech with them was accosted by one whose speech and air told that
she, too--for it was a woman--had a secret to communicate; but, unlike
the cadgeress, wanted--was impatient--to reveal it. And altogether
unlike the latter otherwise was the new applicant for converse with
Captain Birch--so far as could be seen of her--for she was cloaked and
hooded. But when the hood was tossed back, so that she could herself
see and speak freely, a face was revealed, beautiful and of delicate
outlines, unmistakably that of a lady.
That she was not unknown to the young Volunteer officer might be told
from the start of surprise at seeing her. Still better proof of their
being acquainted in the words she addressed to him, spoken in panting
haste and excitedly. He had said, interrogatively:
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