westward ho-第86章
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Poor John Braund; whose motive for entertaining the said ugly customers had probably been not treason; but a wife; seven children; and arrears of rent; did not thrive under the change from the pure air of Lundy to the pestiferous one of Exeter gaol; made infamous; but two years after (if I recollect right); by a 〃black assizes;〃 nearly as fatal as that more notorious one at Oxford; for in it; 〃whether by the stench of the prisoners; or by a stream of foul air;〃 judge; jury; counsel; and bystanders; numbering among them many members of the best families in Devon; sickened in court; and died miserably within a few days。
John Braund; then; took the gaol…fever in a week; and died raving in that noisome den: his secret; if he had one; perished with him; and nothing but vague suspicion was left as to Rose Salterne's fate。 That she had gone off with the Spaniard; few doubted; but whither; and in what character? On that last subject; be sure; no mercy was shown to her by many a Bideford dame; who had hated the poor girl simply for her beauty; and by many a country lady; who had 〃always expected that the girl would be brought to ruin by the absurd notice; beyond what her station had a right to; which was taken of her;〃 while every young maiden aspired to fill the throne which Rose had abdicated。 So that; on the whole; Bideford considered itself as going on as well without poor Rose as it had done with her; or even better。 And though she lingered in some hearts still as a fair dream; the business and the bustle of each day soon swept that dream away; and her place knew her no more。
And Will Cary?
He was for a while like a man distracted。 He heaped himself with all manner of superfluous reproaches; for having (as he said) first brought the Rose into disgrace; and then driven her into the arms of the Spaniard; while St。 Leger; who was a sensible man enough; tried in vain to persuade him that the fault was not his at all; that the two must have been attached to each other long before the quarrel; that it must have ended so; sooner or later; that old Salterne's harshness; rather than Cary's wrath; had hastened the catastrophe; and finally; that the Rose and her fortunes were; now that she had eloped with a Spaniard; not worth troubling their heads about。 Poor Will would not be so comforted。 He wrote off to Frank at Whitehall; telling him the whole truth; calling himself all fools and villains; and entreating Frank's forgiveness; to which he received an answer; in which Frank said that Will had no reason to accuse himself; that these strange attachments were due to a synastria; or sympathy of the stars; which ruled the destinies of each person; to fight against which was to fight against the heavens themselves; that he; as a brother of the Rose; was bound to believe; nay; to assert at the sword's point if need were; that the incomparable Rose of Torridge could make none but a worthy and virtuous choice; and that to the man whom she had honored by her affection was due on their part; Spaniard and Papist though he might be; all friendship; worship; and loyal faith for evermore。
And honest Will took it all for gospel; little dreaming what agony of despair; what fearful suspicions; what bitter prayers; this letter had cost to the gentle heart of Francis Leigh。
He showed the letter triumphantly to St。 Leger; and he was quite wise enough to gainsay no word of it; at least aloud; but quite wise enough; also; to believe in secret that Frank looked on the matter in quite a different light; however; he contented himself with saying:
〃The man is an angel as his mother is!〃 and there the matter dropped for a few days; till one came forward who had no mind to let it drop; and that was Jack Brimblecombe; now curate of Hartland town; and 〃passing rich on forty pounds a year。
〃I hope no offence; Mr。 William; but when are you and the rest going afterafter her?〃 The name stuck in his throat。
Cary was taken aback。
〃What's that to thee; Catiline the blood…drinker?〃 asked he; trying to laugh it off。
〃What? Don't laugh at me; sir; for it's no laughing matter。 I drank that night naught worse; I expect; than red wine。 Whatever it was; we swore our oaths; Mr。 Cary; and oaths are oaths; say I。〃
〃Of course; Jack; of course; but to go to look for herand when we've found her; cut her lover's throat。 Absurd; Jack; even if she were worth looking for; or his throat worth cutting。 Tut; tut; tut〃
But Jack looked steadfastly in his face; and after some silence:
How far is it to the Caracas; then; sir?〃
〃What is that to thee; man?〃
〃Why; he was made governor thereof; I hear; so that would be the place to find her?〃
〃You don't mean to go thither to seek her?〃 shouted Cary; forcing a laugh。
〃That depends on whether I can go; sir; but if I can scrape the money together; or get a berth on board some ship; why; God's will must be done。〃
Will looked at him; to see if he had been drinking; or gone mad; but the little pigs' eyes were both sane and sober。
Will knew no answer。 To laugh at the poor fellow was easy enough; to deny that he was right; that he was a hero and cavalier; outdoing romance itself in faithfulness; not so easy; and Cary; in the first impulse; wished him at the bottom of the bay for shaming him。 Of course; his own plan of letting ill alone was the rational; prudent; irreproachable plan; and just what any gentleman in his senses would have done; but here was a vulgar; fat curate; out of his senses; determined not to let ill alone; but to do something; as Cary felt in his heart; of a far diviner stamp。
〃Well;〃 said Jack; in his stupid steadfast way; 〃it's a very bad look…out; but mother's pretty well off; if father dies; and the maidens are stout wenches enough; and will make tidy servants; please the Lord。 And you'll see that they come to no harm; Mr。 William; for old acquaintance' sake; if I never come back。〃
Cary was silent with amazement。
〃And; Mr。 William; you know me for an honest man; I hope。 Will you lend me a five pound; and take my books in pawn for them; just to help me out?〃
〃Are you mad; or in a dream? You will never find her!〃
〃That's no reason why I shouldn't do my duty in looking for her; Mr。 William。〃
〃But; my good fellow; even if you get to the Indies; you will be clapt into the Inquisition; and burnt alive; as sure as your name is Jack。〃
〃I know that;〃 said he; in a doleful tone; 〃and a sore struggle of the flesh I have had about it; for I am a great coward; Mr。 William; a dirty coward; and always was; as you know: but maybe the Lord will take care of me; as He does of little children and drunken men; and if not; Mr。 Will; I'd sooner burn; and have it over; than go on this way any longer; I would!〃 and Jack burst out blubbering。
〃What way; my dear old lad?〃 said Will; softened as he well might be。
〃Why; notnot to know whetherwhetherwhether she's married to him or nother that I looked up to as an angel of God; as pure as the light of day; and knew she was too good for a poor pot…head like me; and prayed for her every night; God knows; that she might marry a king; if there was one fit for herand I not to know whether she's living in sin or not; Mr。 William。It's more than I can bear; and there's an end of it。 And if she is married to him they keep no faith with heretics; they can dissolve the marriage; or make away with her into the Inquisition; burn her; Mr。 Cary; as soon as burn me; the devils incarnate!〃
Cary shuddered; the fact; true and palpable as it was; had never struck him before。
〃Yes! or make her deny her God by torments; if she hasn't done it already for love to that I know how love will make a body sell his soul; for I've been in love。 Don't you laugh at me; Mr。 Will; or I shall go mad!〃
〃God knows; I was never less inclined to laugh at you in my life; my brave old Jack。〃
〃Is it so; then? Bless you for that word!〃 and Jack held out his hand。 〃But what will become of my soul; after my oath; if I don't seek her out; just to speak to her; to warn her; for God's sake; even if it did no good; just to set before her the Lord's curse on idolatry and Antichrist; and those who deny Him for the sake of any creature; though I can't thin