"I've more to add, and that, too, may prove preposterous!" he
exclaimed. "I forgot, when I fixed the price for my prisoner, that I
must have a full pardon for every sin of which I stand convicted--my
robberies, what you and many another call my murders, my wanton
insults--to quote you again--to some of the Church's high
dignitaries--for everything that you and yours may count a sin! That
and the thousand crowns! So now decide, and quickly, for I want to
be gone."
He was going to say more, but there were quick steps on the stones of
the corridor, and then a man came in without ceremony, and,
breathless with haste, strode to where Schouts was standing.
[Illustration: "MY LORD, THERE IS A SHIP COMING ROUND THE BEND," THE
MAN CRIED, BREATHLESSLY.]
"My lord," he cried, not heeding the Churchman, who had paused in his
restless walk to hear what Schouts had to say, "there is a ship
coming round the bend. She is the same you bade me keep a sharp look
out for."
The man held his hands to his sides, and sought to regain his
squandered breath, but Schouts, filling his goblet with wine, gave it
to the soldier, told him to drink, and follow him quickly.
"I will talk with you later, Deacon Cochlaeus," Schouts exclaimed,
facing his visitor; "but I must see to this business at once. But
bethink you of what I said. A thousand crowns and absolution, or
nothing." He halted at the door, and the confusion on the face of
the Churchman so amused him that he burst into loud laughter. "By
the way, twelve hours hence my price will be raised. Maybe I'll ask
for fifteen hundred crowns."
He pulled the door after him, and walked swiftly along the corridor,
looking to his weapons as he went.
The great bell of the castle clanged a few moments later. The sound
of it travelled to the building's farthest depths, and away beyond
the walls, into the forest itself, for, as Otto Engel whispered, he
had often heard it in his hut, and knew that there was murder afoot.
Those who hid behind the curtain heard the tramp of men, and before
long they came by in haste. They were taking the shortest cuts to be
in time to form up and receive the commands from their lord, who was
bawling out his orders in the courtyard, Some, to save time, rushed
through the room in which Cochlaeus stood--in at one door and out at
that where Herman and the forester were hiding. They were buckling
on their swords as they went, and, careless of the Churchman's
dignity, brushed past him, almost overturning him in their haste.
Cochlaeus' jaw dropped when the last to pass through the chamber was
a priest, who did not look his way, but hurried on with noisy cries
and oaths and drunken laughter.
Before long the clatter of men's feet was heard outside, and a
horse's hoofs beat on the stones, then thundered on the drawbridge
when it was lowered. Herman and his companion knew what it meant,
for the robber lord and his retainers were on the way to another
daring act of piracy.
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