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While you have been a prisoner in Dorchester, Martin has been to Aylingford, and, playing upon Sir John's superstition, showed him one way of breaking into the secret chamber where a treasure was hidden, and in exchange heard what Lord Rosmore intended to do with you. You were to be smuggled back to Aylingford.
She did not pester her niece for reasons why she had left Aylingford, it was only natural that any right-minded person would prefer London; nor did Barbara enlighten her. Before Barbara had been in the house an hour her aunt had given her a lively account of Monmouth's execution, and the horrors of it lost nothing in the telling. "Surely you were not there!" Barbara exclaimed. "No, I was not.
He was going alone; yes, and would start at an early hour. His orders were received with bows and much obsequiousness. "Tell me, landlord, have you sent out a coach in that direction to-day?" "Not to Aylingford, sir." "But in that direction. The road does not only lead to the Abbey." "Why, yes, sir; a coach started for the West early this afternoon," was the answer.
"So we are friends and our troubles gone," he said gaily. "They are lost in the debris of this ruinous place. It is strange this part should have been left in ruins, while the rest of the Abbey has been so carefully rebuilt and preserved." "It is because of the Nun of Aylingford." "A nun! In an Abbey for monks?" "Strange, but true. I thought everyone knew the story." "No. Won't you tell it to me?"
"The day of the trial will be fixed it may be to-day or to-morrow, I cannot tell; but the night before she will be smuggled into a waiting coach and driven here to Aylingford." "Must she promise to marry Lord Rosmore first?" "Probably. Yes, he will certainly make her promise that before he helps her. It is not a hard promise to make, Martin; Lord Rosmore is a better mate than 'Galloping Hermit."
If she had been inclined to despise him for burying himself at Aylingford, she was conscious that he had never looked upon her as a very important person. Sir John was full of flattery this morning. He regretted that his niece had a headache, but it enabled him to have his sister to himself.
Of this completed building as the monks knew it, a large part remained, some of it in a more or less ruinous state it is true, but much of it incorporated in the work of those subsequent builders who had succeeded in converting Aylingford Abbey into one of the most picturesque residences in Hampshire.
The opening and closing of a door startled her, and she turned quickly to see her uncle crossing the terrace. "It is surprising to find you alone in these days, Barbara. London has worked marvels, and it would seem that you have become a reigning toast, Such is the news that has filtered down to Aylingford." "That may be my misfortune; it is certainly none of my choice," was her answer.
Has he gone to Aylingford Abbey?" The man thought not, but his imagination did not appear to help him further than that. "It is most important," repeated Barbara, and in her hand was a golden bribe. "I ought not to give any information," said the man, "but you say it is important to my master. He has set out for Dorchester to deal with some of the rebel prisoners there."
Affianced to Lord Rosmore, whose whole interests lie with the King, no one would dare suggest that you had had the slightest sympathy for a rebel, or that Aylingford had ever willingly opened its gates to a fugitive from Monmouth's rabble army. Martin's indiscretion puts you in danger.
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