The Shadow of Tyburn Tree

shut, so obviously dozing. The second she heard the faint noise of the door opening she started up, and after one swift look, exclaimed, ' 'Tis you! Oh, God be thanked!'

'Surely you were not expecting anyone else to visit you at this hour,' he smiled. 'If 'tis so, to spare your blushes, I will withdraw at once.'

'Oh, Roger, 'tis no time for teasing,' she said reproachfully. 'Tell me without delay. You—you have not killed him?'

'Nay. I have but this moment left the fellow sound in wind and limb, and on his way to bed. 'Tis all arranged, and we need fear nothing from him either to-morrow or in the future.'

She sighed. 'How did you work this miracle? Come; tell me all. I can scarce yet believe it possible,'

Roger perched himself on the side of her bed and gave a laughing re'sum6 of his doings since midnight. When he had done, she suddenly hid her face in her hands, and a moment later he saw that she was crying.

'What ails thee, sweetheart?' he asked her with swift concern. 'Think not from the lightness of my tone that I would belittle the danger we were in. But, knowing that we had no intent to shed innocent blood, God has extended His protection to us; and given us both courage and sagacity wherewith to shield ourselves. I do assure thee that thou needest have no further fears. The worst, is over, and within a few hours now thou wilt not be called on to give another thought to this tragic business.'

'Nay,' she murmured. ' 'Tis no longer from fear that I am cry­ing, but solely because I love thee so.'

Gently he drew her hands away from her. face, then smiled into her tear-dimmed eyes. 'Thou hast no cause to weep on that account; for if love be a willingness to give one's life for another, thou knowest that I would gladly give mine for thine.'

'I know it; and 'tis not sorrow, but my very joy and pride in thee, that brings the tears to my eyes. Thou art the most splendid champion that any woman ever had. Dost thou remember how things were with me when I was but a little girl? How all those stupid fools of county people, whom I despise to-day, sent me to Coventry on account of my gipsy blood. Not a boy nor girl of their oafish progeny would so much as give me a 'good-morrow' when I rode past them in a lane. Thou alone hadst the spirit to ignore the ban and cheer my solitude with thy dear companionship. And now thou art grown into an audacious, determined man; and so monstrous handsome that thou couldst have any woman for the asking; yet it seems that thou still preferst me to all others, and would stick at nought to protect me from the results of my own follies. I weep from humility, to think that I am so fortunate.'

He kissed her hands and smiled again. 'Then weep no more, dear love; for is not my debt to thee the greater? When I was but a scared schoolboy fearful of what road to take, didst thou not make of me a man, point out the way, and give me resolution? And now; what am I but a near-penniless fellow, trained to nothing and of no position; yet thou, the loveliest lady of all England, rich, powerful, and courted by all, hast taken me for thy lover. Tis I who should be humble, as I am, that thou givest me, rather than another the right to protect thine happiness by all means in my power.'

Like sunshine after an April shower, a smile came to her eyes.

'Oh, Roger, we are a sad pair; and no one will ever truly understand either of us, except the other. Dost realise that I am free to marry again now? 'Twas but yesterday that thou asked me, would I marry thee if I could? And I said nay; being then too scatter-witted to count my blessings. Ask me again and I'll give thee a different answer; for I will never know another man whom I will always honour, and at least have the desire to obey.'

He shook his head. ' 'Twas you who had sound sense on your side in that discussion. It arose, you will recall, while you were preparing the ground to tromperme with Vorontzoff. Before the summer is out a similar situation would arise, if not on your side then on mine. Agree­ments to disregard such things are well enough in theory; but when it comes to the point 'twill always prove that one party only has develop­ed a craving for pastures new, so the other is bound to be hurt in con­sequence. Had matters gone as you originally planned for this week­end, we would still have parted good friends; but had we been married 'twould have resulted in a most bitter quarrel. And if one decides to marry one should at least set about the business without doubts as to its lasting out the year.'

'You had none of these doubts concerning Athenais de Rochambeau last summer; and would have married her out of hand, had it not been for the difference in your religions.'

'Aye, I admit it. But I was younger then and somewhat moon­struck.'

'You are not, then, moonstruck with myself?'

'Nay, Georgina, and I never shall be. Yet, had I any mind to marry at all, which I have not, 'tis the one fact that would induce me to sue for your hand. For, did you grant it me, I would know that I was espousing no figment of my imagination, which might later prove an empty shell; but a woman whose best qualities will always far out­ weigh her very human shortcomings.'

'It seems, Sir, that you are become illogical,' she quizzed him. 'If you would have me on that count, while yet a moment back arguing that you would not, from fear that any lapse from virtue on my part would prove too great a strain on your affectionl

Au contraire, Madame,' he smiled. 'I am being logical for us both. You know that in your heart of hearts; confess it now!'

She stretched and yawned, then gave a little laugh. ' 'Tis so, dearest Roger. For if we did marry, and I caught you cocking your hat at a wench, I vow I'd claw her eyes out. But you'll stay on and love me through the spring, will you not? I insist upon it.'

His smile became mischievous. 'I'll stay on until those wicked, roving eyes of yours look favourably upon another beau—or until my own light upon some toothsome morsel of feminity.'

'Beast that thou art! I do believe thou meanest to pay me back in mine own coin.'

'Nay. I was but joking. My whole object will be to make thee forget this terrible affair as soon as possible.' He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the cheek. 'And now, sweet, 'tis time that I should leave thee to get some sleep.'

For a moment her fingers gently caressed his hair. 'Thou art right. I am near exhausted by the' day's events. I only pray that all will go well in the morning.'

'It will, dear heart. Have no fear of that.' And with this last reassurance Roger left her.

IBs prophecy was proved correct. Vorontzoff took his departure promptly at seven o'clock. Half ah hour later Roger sent the letter that he had extracted from the Russian up to Colonel Thursby by a foot­man. A little before ten the coroner's court assembled in the library. It was composed of honest but simple folk who asked few questions and acted with all the discretion that they felt was due to the persons of quality who were concerned.

Having decorously viewed the body, they listened respectfully to Colonel Thursby's statement, and a translation that he gave them of Vorontzoff's letter. Georgina was called on to make only a brief appearance. She was dressed in black and veiled, but not so heavily that they were unable to see her lovely face. After a few tactful questions and her low-voiced replies, they offered her their deepest sympathy and she withdrew. The doctor then gave it as his opinion that Sir Humphrey had died from a seizure, brought on by intense cerebral excitement following immediately upon the abnormal exertions of his long ride; and a verdict was brought in to that effect.

Afterwards the members of the court were taken to the dining-room, where an abundance of refreshments had been provided for them, and relaxing into a restrained cheerfulness ate and drank their fill. By two o'clock, well loaded with good liquor they rode away, then* somewhat bemused minds now again centred on their individual concerns.

Roger had not appeared at any part of the proceedings. So that he should not be observed hanging anxiously about he had gone out for a ride, returning only at eleven-thirty. Shortly before midday the butler had informed him of the verdict and he had then settled down to read a book in the Orangery. Soon after the last of the visitors had clattered away a footman found him there and said: 'The Colonel's compliments, Sir, and he'd be glad if you would join him in the library.'

On obeying the summons, Roger found Colonel Thursby sitting behind a big mahogany desk-table, sipping a glass of Madeira. His longish, intellectual face appeared grave but showed no sign of undue worry. Motioning to the decanter and a clean glass that stood beside it, he said: 'You'll have heard, no doubt, that all went smoothly and that the matter is now officially closed; but I think it well that I should put certain facts before you. Pour yourself a glass of wine, my boy, and make yourself comfortable.'

With a word of thanks, Roger did as he was bid, wondering what the devil was coming now.