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Arran rode to his father's house of Kinneil, where, either because he was insane, or because there really was a Bothwell-Hamilton plot, he was locked up in a room high above the ground. Bothwell and Gawain Hamilton were also put in ward there. The Queen now went to St. Andrews, where the suspects were placed in the Castle. Arran wavered, accusing Mar's mother of witchcraft.
As the tail light of the train disappeared he turned around in the direction from which he had come, placed his two hands to his mouth and shouted. From the side of the road by Del Mar's car the bearded motor- cyclist had just emerged, buttoning the chauffeur's clothes and adjusting his goggles to his own face. As he approached the car, he heard a shout.
Sure enough, there were automobile tracks in the dust. "Del Mar's car," he muttered to himself, studying them. He fairly ran around the side of the hotel. There he came suddenly upon Elaine's car standing alone, and recognized it. There was no time for delay. He jumped into it, and let the swift little racer out as he turned and gathered momentum to shoot up the hill on high speed.
On the inside he had prepared an exact copy of Jennings' livery. It was only a matter of seconds before he had completed his change. For a moment he paused and looked at the two prostrate figures before him. Then he took a rose from a vase on the table and placed it in Elaine's hand. Finally, with his whiskers and wig off he moved to the rear door where Del Mar's man was beating and opened it.
There on the ledge lay one of the hand grenades. She picked it up and hurled it at him, but he dodged and it missed him. On it flew, landing close to the submarine. As it exploded, another of Del Mar's men toppled over into the water. Between volleys, Woodward, Arnold and the rest pulled off their helmets. "Elaine!" cried Arnold, catching sight of her in the hands of Del Mar.
Meanwhile, Del Mar's valet was leaving the bungalow and walking down the road on an errand for his master. Up the road he heard the clatter of hoofs. He stepped back off the road and from his covert he could see a squad of cavalry headed by the captain and a sailor cantering past.
So I galluped to whur my gun lay, an' havin' rammed home a ball, I then galluped arter ole grizzly. "I soon overhauled him, an' he turned on me as savagerous as ever. But this time, feeling secure on the mar's back, my narves wur steadier; an' I shot the bar plum through the skull, which throwed him in his tracks wi' the blanket wropped about 'im.
Lord Athol has none beyond that of superior rank; but being the near relation of my wife, I believe she is anxious for his elevation. Therefore come not near us, if you would avoid female importunity, and spare me the pain of hearing what I must condemn." Wallace now recollected a passage in Lady Mar's letter which, though not speaking out, insinuated how she expected he would decide.
On Mar's probable speedy death she so long thought that she regarded it as a certainty, and so pressed forward to the fulfillment of her love and ambition with as much eagerness as if he were already in his grave.
Eager, therefore, to break away from Lord Mar's projects relating to his daughter, at the first decent opportunity she said: "We will consider more of this, Donald. I now resign you to the duties of your office, and shall pay mine to her, whose interest is our own." Lord Mar pressed her hand to his lips, and they parted.
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