The Courtship of Morrice Buckler: A RomanceMason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)
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The Courtship of Morrice Buckler: A Romance
Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)
Great Britain -- History -- James II, 1685-1688 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
and so rid himself of me, that he bade me take a foil and stand on
guard. In the first bout, however, I was lucky enough to secure the
advantage, as also in the second. In a fluster of anger he insisted
that I should engage upon a third, and thereupon I deemed it prudent
to allow him to get the better of me, though not by so much as would
give him the right to accuse me of a lack of skill. The ruse was
entirely successful; for he was so delighted with his success that he
hired me straightway as his lieutenant, and was pleased to compliment
me upon my mastery of the weapon; not but what he declared I had many
faults in the matter of style, which I might correct under his
tuition.
In this occupation I remained for some three months. I wrote a letter
immediately to Jack Larke, but received no answer whatsoever. Each
week, however, I put by a certain sum out of my wages until I had
accumulated sufficient to carry me, if I practised economy, to
England. In the beginning of September, then, I gave up my position; a
pupil, on hearing of my purposed journey, most generously presented me
with a horse, which I accepted as a loan, and one fine morning I
mounted on to the animal's back and rode out towards the gates of the
town.
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE LAST.
Now the road which I chose led past the Hofgarten, a great open space
of lawns and shrubberies which had been enclosed and presented to the
town by Leopold, the late Archduke of Styria. Opposite to the gates of
this garden stood the "Black Stag," at that time the principal inn,
and I noticed ahead of me four or five mounted men waiting at the
door. Drawing nearer I perceived that these men wore the livery of
Countess Lukstein.
My first impulse was to turn my horse's head and ride off with all
speed in the contrary direction; but bethinking me that they would
never dare to make an attempt upon my liberty in the streets of an
orderly city, I resolved to continue on my way, and pay no heed to
them as I passed. And this I began to do, walking my horse slowly, so
that they might not think I had any fear of them. Otto was stationed
at the head of the troop, a few paces in advance of the rest, and I
was well-nigh abreast of him before any of the servants perceived who
passed them. Even then 'twas myself who invited their attention. For
turning my head I saw the Countess just within the gates of the
garden. She was habited in a riding-dress, and was taking leave of a
gentleman who was with her.
On the instant I stopped my horse.
"Here, Otto!" I cried, and flinging the reins to him, I jumped to the
ground.
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