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The less said the better about the hanging of the man who had distinguished himself by that exploit. Captain Twinely, growing savage at this second snub, and afraid lest perhaps he himself might be sacrificed when Lord Dunseveric's story of his raid came to be told, sought to ingratiate himself with the authorities by offering them a fresh victim.
Captain Twinely drank his wine, bowed to the ladies, and then said "I come at an inconvenient hour, my lord. You have just dined and you have pleasant company, but I must crave your attention for a letter which I bring you. The king's business, my lord." Lord Dunseveric rose, and led the way to the library.
"Come, Captain Twinely, we will go for a walk along the cliffs." Her hand was on his arm. She held him. He looked at the boat. A swift doubt shot through his mind. Something in the way Maurice laughed aroused his suspicion. He took a step forward. The Comtesse clung tightly to his arm. Maurice gave a vigorous shove and leapt forward over the bow. The boat shot out and floated clear of the land.
A moment later Captain Twinely found her, lounging a figure of luxurious laziness among the cushions of Lord Dunseveric's easy chair. "We are going on the sea to-day," she said, "my nephew, Maurice, has promised to take us in a boat to the Skerries. I have never been there, but I hear they are delightful. I hope you will come with us. Please say yes.
Una rose as if to leave the room. "No," said Lord Dunseveric, "stay where you are, and do you stay, too, Estelle. This Captain Twinely must drink a glass of wine with us. He passes for a gentleman. Then if he has business with me I shall take him away. I must not break up our little party. It is not every day that we have the pleasure of listening to such charming speeches as your's, Estelle."
"I'm very hungry after my swim," said Una, "let us have our lunch." Captain Twinely, awkward but anxious to please, was on his feet in an instant. He waited on the ladies, waited even on Hannah, whom he supposed to be Una's maid. He did not notice that Una shrank from him.
The men crowded through the door, eager for some new excitement. Lord Dunseveric and Captain Twinely followed as quickly as they could. There was another shriek, a sound of blows and cursing. Then men's voices rose above the tumult. "Down with the damned croppy." "Throttle him." "Knife him." "Hold him now you've got him." "Take a belt for his arms." "Ah, here's Tarn with the torches."
The bell at the door of the house was rung violently. Its sound reached them. A vague uneasiness came upon them. One by one they sat down and laid their glasses the wine untasted on the table before them. A servant entered the room. "Captain Twinely, my lord, of the Killulta Company of Yeomanry, wishes to see your lordship on important business." "Ask him to come in here," said Lord Dunseveric.
I am, alas! no longer 'Miss, though it pleases you to flatter me. I am 'Madam, a widow, quite an old woman." She left him and hurried forward to greet Captain Twinely. "I am charmed to meet you, Captain Twinely. But why have you never been up to call on us? We hear that you have been two whole days in our neighbourhood and not even once have you come to see us. How rude and unkind you are.
I'll learn ye to say 'sir' when ye speak to a gentleman." "Answer my question," said Captain Twinely, "or, by God, I'll make you." "Try him with half hanging," said the other officer, speaking for the first time. "I've known a tongue wag freely enough after it's been sticking black out of a man's mouth for a couple of minutes." "Too risky, Jack.
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