“I am willing to undergo any penance you may enjoin, father,” she replied; “and, however severe it may be, I shall not complain--provided I obtain relief.” “With these good resolutions you cannot fail, daughter, and you shall have my best assistance.” The good father's injunctions were strictly obeyed by the countess, and after a time she told him her breast was tranquillised. Meantime, the earl's felicity was entirely undisturbed, except by some misgivings as to the future. Since his marriage a remarkable change had taken place in his sentiments. At one time he had been chiefly engrossed by the thought of accomplishing the restoration of the Chevalier de Saint George, and no peril would have deterred him from making the effort. He now dreaded being engaged in a civil war. He had everything that could contribute to happiness--a lovely wife, to whom he was passionately attached--high rank, great wealth, large possessions, a splendid mansion-all of which would be sacrificed, if the enterprise should fail. The game was too hazardous--the stake too high. Never, since his marriage, had he been separated from his beautiful countess, and the thought of quitting her--even for a brief season--was intolerable. He told her of his fears, and she laughed at them. “I should not love you half so well as I do,” she said, “if I did not believe you would fight for King James--fight for him to the death. Should a rising take place, you must join it--must take a prominent part in it.” “Since I wedded you, dearest Anna, life has acquired such value in my eyes, that I am not disposed to throw it away lightly.” “Do you call it throwing life away lightly to die for your king?” “'Twould be worse than death to lose you, Anna.” “This is mere weakness. Shut me from your heart. The king's claim is paramount. 'Twould be a crime to desert him. If you wish to preserve my love, you will draw the sword for King James, when called upon.” And she quitted the room. Much irritated by the scornful tone in which the countess had spoken, the earl walked forth into the wood, and did not return till he had regained his calmness. He found the countess in the garden. She received him with a smile, that dissipated any lingering feelings of anger, and no further allusion was made to the subject at the time. Still, her observations rankled in his breast and produced the effect she had designed. He felt that if he did not support King James, he should not retain her love, and that would be a death-blow to his happiness. Whatever course he might take seemed to lead to difficulty and danger. Fortunately, he was not called upon for an immediate decision. Another year of wedded bliss was allowed him. Not till the expiration of that term did the storm begin to gather that was destined to burst upon his head. II. A WARRANT ISSUED FOR THE EARL'S ARREST. |At length the mandate came.