As for entering
by the gate, you must know, young mistress, the danger now run by friends
of the late King."
"Ah, yes," said Barbara, with a sigh. "My father," she added, "rode this
morning to London, where he will be a week yet; but I can tell you where he
is lodged. Will you not follow him?"
"London!" the young man repeated, in disappointed tones; "what does he
there? London is no place for a true man."
"He has ridden thither," said Barbara, "on matters touching his property,
which the rebels would confiscate."
"Rebels!" cried the stranger excitedly. "Ha! a good word in your mouth,
young mistress. I like to hear you say that thus roundly. Zounds!" he
added; "it is ill news that your father is away, for I have but a few hours
in this country, and I must even return without accomplishing my mission.
To London I dare not adventure. But, mistress, will you not bring a light,
that we may see if we still doubt each other; and then we must talk of a
plan of safety."
"Stay where you are," said Barbara, "and I will fetch a candle."
During her absence the stranger had not moved. As she entered he stepped
forward and took the light from her, holding it high and scrutinizing her
face narrowly.
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