Two Gallant Sons of Devon: A Tale of the Days of Queen BessCollingwood, Harry
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Two Gallant Sons of Devon: A Tale of the Days of Queen Bess
Collingwood, Harry
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
be seen;--and, as the voices outside grew louder and seemed to be
drawing nearer, he plucked Dick by the sleeve, beckoned him to follow,
and the pair stole softly up the length of the chancel to the altar,
dropped on their knees, lifted the bottom edge of the tapestry, crawled
underneath it, let it fall behind them, and rose to their feet in the
enclosed space between wall and tapestry at the precise moment when a
great bell began to peal out its alarm note from some distant part of
the building. The organist almost immediately ceased playing, and a
minute later the soft pad-pad of his own and another's sandalled feet
descending a wooden staircase not far away came, muffled, to the ears of
the fugitives; then followed the slam of a door, the turn of a key in a
lock, and the two friends knew themselves to be alone in the church,
with the west door wide open, affording them the means of instant flight
into the outer world, if they chose to avail themselves of it.
But that thought came to them only to be rejected on the instant. They
were still clad in the skins of beasts, which had taken the place of
their worn-out clothing; they were unkempt, unshaven, and altogether far
too conspicuous in every way to justify them in venturing into the
streets by daylight, or indeed at any time while the inhabitants were
abroad, therefore they must remain in hiding until darkness fell and the
people had retired to rest; and both fervently hoped that the citizens
of Cuzco kept early hours. Then they began to feel hungry, for it was
now several hours since they had tasted food; but they had grown
accustomed to such petty discomforts as hunger and thirst long ago.
They were as nothing compared with the torture which that poor wretch
must have been undergoing in the room yonder; and as Phil thought of the
possibility that, even yet, Dick and he might be recaptured and
subjected to similar suffering, he worked his way along the foot or two
of distance that separated him from the high altar, and proceeded to
examine the latter. As he had more than half-expected, the structure
proved to be hollow, being built of massive slabs of marble as to the
front and sides, but having no back, and for some reason which he was
quite unable to divine, but which he was most heartily thankful for,
there was a space left between the sides of the structure and the wall
of the church just wide enough for him to squeeze through without undue
discomfort, and so gain the interior of the altar. This seemed a
distinctly safer place to hide in than merely behind the tapestry; there
was room for three or four men to bestow themselves comfortably, and
they could lie down if they chose, therefore they lost no time in
transferring themselves to this new place of concealment; and they had
scarcely settled themselves comfortably therein when they heard a door
noisily unlocked and thrown open, and the sound of many sandalled feet
swarming into the church.
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