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There was a bow-window which commanded a fine prospect of the Heath, and here Mrs. Herne was seated. The blinds were half-way down, so that the brilliant sunlight could not penetrate into the somewhat dusky room. When the detective entered Mrs. Herne excused the semi-darkness. "But my eyes are somewhat weak," she said, motioning him to a seat.
"What I require from you is part of our compact," rejoined the demon. "He who has once closed hands with Herne the Hunter cannot retreat. But I mean you fairly, and will not delude you with false expectation. What you seek cannot be accomplished on the instant. Ere three days Anne Boleyn shall be yours." "Give me some proof that you are not deceiving me, spirit," said Wyat.
For an instant the veil was lifted; they were comrades together. Then it fell.... There came a quiet movement, the sound of departing feet. Herne turned and blindly searched the darkness. Across the gulf he cried to his friend to return to him. "Bobby, come back, lad, come back! We'll find some other way." But there came no voice in answer, no sound of any sort.
Having connected this tube with the side train, and scattered powder for several yards around, so as to secure instantaneous ignition, Tristram pronounced that the train was complete. "We have now laid a trap from which Herne will scarcely escape," he observed, with a moody laugh, to Fenwolf.
Worry had no word to say, but he kept a tight grip on Ken's arm. "Peg, I've won many a sprint by not underestimating my opponent," said Reddy, quietly. "Now you go at Herne for all you're worth from the start." When they entered the field there were more spectators in the stands than had attended all the other games together.
He then shouted to Fenwolf to call away and couple the hounds, and, striking off the deer's right forefoot with his knife, presented it to Wyat. Several large leafy branches being gathered and laid upon the ground, the hart was placed upon them, and Herne commenced breaking him up, as the process of dismembering the deer is termed in the language of woodcraft.
If he did not marry Miss Herne, the mill was her father's; that of course must be spoken of, arranged to-morrow. If he took it, then? if he married her? Holmes had been poor, was miserably poor yet, with the position and habits of a man of refinement. God knows it was not to gratify those tastes that he clutched at this money.
Speke guarding the entrance, I stood in the centre, having nothing but a sabre. The revolvers were used by my companions with deadly effect: unfortunately there was but one pair. When the fire was exhausted, Lieut. Herne went to search for his powder-horn, and that failing, to find some spears usually tied to the tent-pole.
"Two goes of Hollands', the Magnet's off Herne Bay before the Royal Adelaide." "I'll lay a pair of crimping-irons against five shillings, the Magnet beats the Royal Adelaide," bellowed out Green, who having come on board, had mounted the paddle-box. "I say, Green, I'll lay you an even five if you like." "Well, five pounds," cries Green. "No, shillings," says his friend.
Herne muttered. "That is all. And count yourself lucky that I haven't killed you. It was touch and go that night you attacked me. You may die yet." "I may. But it won't be your fault if I do. Great Heaven, I might have killed you!" "So you might." Again came that quiver of dreadful laughter. "That would have been the end of the story for everyone, for you wouldn't have got away without me.
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