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Wheeling the barrow to the edge of the pit, the watchman cast his load into it; and without even tarrying to throw a handful of soil over it, turned back, and rejoined Thirlby, who had halted at some distance from the excavation.
"I am glad to hear it," said Leonard, "for I began to fear Sir Paul Parravicin was your son." "Sir Paul Parravicin, or, rather, the Lord Argentine, for such is his rightful title, is my son," returned Thirlby; "and I lament to own I am his father.
Leonard was unwilling to disturb him; but at last his own anxieties compelled him to break silence. "Can you tell me aught of Amabel?" he asked. "Alas! no," replied Thirlby, rousing himself. "I have had no time to inquire about her, as you shall hear.
But let it pass for the moment. Do you know aught of Nizza Macascree? I know she was taken to Oxford by the king, and subsequently disappeared." "Then you know as much as I do of her, sir," rejoined Leonard. "I was right, you see, Mr. Thirlby," interposed Judith, with a malicious grin. "I told you this youth would be utterly ignorant of her retreat."
"An important discovery has been made respecting her parentage." "Indeed!" exclaimed Parravicin, with a look of surprise. "Who has the honour to be her father?" "A gentleman named Thirlby," replied Leonard. "What!" cried Parravicin, starting, and turning pale. "Did you say Thirlby?" The apprentice reiterated his assertion.
"And Nizza, or as I ought now to call her, Isabella, was confided, I suppose, to the piper?" inquired Leonard. "She was confided to his helpmate," replied Thirlby, "who had been nurse to my wife. Mike Macascree was one of my father's servants, and was in his younger days a merry, worthless fellow. The heavy calamity under which he now labours had not then befallen him.
Shortly afterwards the doctor came out, and said to me, 'I am going to attend a young woman who is sick of the plague, and may be absent for some time. If Mr. Thirlby or Leonard Holt should call, detain them till my return." "My heart tells me that the young woman he is gone to visit is no other than Amabel," said Leonard Holt, sorrowfully. "I suspect it is Nizza Macascree," cried Thirlby.
Now do you understand?" "I do," replied Leonard; "and I understand also against whom the Earl of Rochester warned me." "And you consent," demanded Thirlby. Leonard, was about to answer, when he felt a light and trembling hand placed upon his own.
"Judith Malmayns is so cunning and unscrupulous, that she may find some means of doing him an injury." "Have no fear," replied Thirlby; "she has promised me not to molest him further." "You appear to have a strange influence over her, then," observed Leonard. "May I ask how you have attained it?" "No matter," replied the other. "It must suffice that I am willing to exercise it in your behalf."
The sentence was not completed, for at that moment the door was opened by Sir Paul Parravicin, who, advancing towards Thirlby, begged, in the same deferential tone as before, to have a few words with him. "I might well refuse you," replied Thirlby, sternly, "but it is necessary we should have some explanation of what has occurred."
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