"The first on the list," she began, "is-- THE KNIGHT'S VENGEANCE A Story in Two Parts By Nina Millicent Forster Author of 'The Baron's Secret'; 'The Mystery of the Castle'; &c. &c. PART I The forest was dark and gloomy as Sir Brian de Fotheringay rode along on his superb white charger, carrying his shield in one hand and his sword in the other." "How did he manage to hold the reins?" enquired Connie Camden. "You musn't interrupt," said Marian. "Perhaps he held them bunched up with the sword. No, that would be the wrong hand, wouldn't it?" "The horse knew its own way," explained Nina. "But if Connie's going to find fault with everything one puts----" "She shan't!" said Marian hastily. "Nobody's to make any remarks till the end of the story. Now I'm going on. His undaunted spirit heeded little the perils of his path, and as the moonlight flashed on his steel helmet he bade defiance to all his foes. In front of him stood the Castle, its tall towers strongly guarded by a force of armed men. The drawbridge was up, and the portcullis was down. But dangers were welcome to Sir Brian de Fotheringay, for they did but prove how much he could accomplish for the sake of his lady love. She stood at the turret window, the beautiful Lady Guinevere de Montmorency, the greatest heiress in the land. Leaving his charger on the bank, he swam the moat, and, flinging a rope ladder up to her window, he begged her to fly with him. 'Knight, for thee would I dare all!' she replied, but before she could say more, a stern figure in armour appeared in the turret behind her and seized her by her flowing golden locks. It was her angry father. 'Hence!' he cried. 'Hence, Sir Brian, ere I kill thee. You, lady, will be immured in the dungeon until you have promised to wed Lord Vivian de Fitz Bracy, the suitor of my choice.' With a shriek she disappeared from the view of her despairing knight. PART II Determined to save his lady love from so terrible a fate, Sir Brian de Fotheringay collected all his retainers, together with a band of outlaws to whom he had rendered some services, and who had promised to assist him in time of need. Uttering his warcry, they rushed at the Castle, the portcullis gave way before their furious attack, and the archers were slain at their posts. 'Yield thee, Sir Guy de Montmorency!' cried Sir Brian, waving his invincible sword. 'Never!' shouted the Baron, but it was his last word, for Sir Brian stabbed him to the heart. He had soon forced open the dungeon and released the beautiful Lady Guinevere. The Castle was now hers, so they were married without delay, and the King and Queen themselves came to the wedding." "It's perfectly splendid!" cried the girls, when Marian had finished reading. "Nina, how did you manage to think of it?"