Recollections of a chaperonSullivan, Arabella Jane
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Recollections of a chaperon
Sullivan, Arabella Jane
English fiction -- 19th century
It then became a question with him, how he himself should proceed. He
was unwilling to return to the Plashetts, and alarm its inmates by
acquainting them with the true reason of his return. He could not cross
the common, for in that case he should have to pass through the very
centre of the persons collected; he dared not to await the breaking
up of their assemblage, lest some of the men should come upon him in
their way to their cottages, which of course lay scattered about in
every direction. He did not hesitate long; he remembered that a few
hundred yards back he had passed three or four large single trees,
which stood out on the broad glade between the two lines of elms which
formed the avenue, making, as it were, a gate to the pass. To that
point he quickly retraced his steps, and seizing a moment when the
moon was obscured, crossed to the opposite side of the avenue; then
forcing his horse into the brushwood, he made his way through it in the
direction of the lane he had travelled in the morning, and continued
his course, carefully avoiding too near an approach to the exterior of
the wood which was lighted up by the moon, until he reached the hedge
which separated it from the road. There, thinking himself safe, or
at all events at too great a distance from the men at exercise to be
discovered, he dragged his horse through the fence, and, remounting
him, galloped as quickly as he could to Fisherton.
CHAPTER VII.
Concerning the materials of sedition, it is a thing well to be
considered; for the surest way to prevent seditions (if the times do
bear it) is to take away the matter of them; for if there be fuel
prepared, it is hard to tell whence the spark shall come that shall
set it on fire.—LORD BACON.
The insight which this adventure gave Colonel Warenne into the real
state of the country induced him to alter his plans. Instead of setting
off for Calbury at an early hour the following morning, he determined
that it would be more advisable for him to remain at Fisherton for
the greater part of the day, in order to see Nicholas, and put him
on his guard, and also to obtain through him some acquaintance with
the magistrates, who were about to meet there on that day, and who
were those to whom he must look for co-operation, in the event of any
commotion.
About eleven o’clock the next day, Nicholas rode into Fisherton, and
was surprised to find Warenne still at the inn.
“What, not off yet?” said he, “you might as well have slept at the
Plashetts; our beds are as well aired as those of mine host here.”
Warenne requested him to come to his room, and recounted to him what he
had seen on the preceding night. Nicholas was startled, if not alarmed,
at hearing of such preparations for tumult in his own immediate
vicinity.
“What is to be done?” said he, “it is extremely disagreeable! My poor
sisters will be frightened out of their wits. Cannot some means be
found to put a stop to such proceedings?”
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