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  ’Itisnottobeknown,sir。Wedon’tbegintillhalfpastten。’

  ’Itisapityyoudon’tbeginnow。Icouldshow’eeexcellentgame。’

  ’What,thatlittlenestoffellowsatthe“OldRooms“inCoveRow?

  Ihavejustheardof’em。’

  ’No——comehere。’Festus,withMissJohnsononhisarm,ledthesergeantquicklyalongtheparade,andbythetimetheyreachedtheNarrowsthelovers,whowalkedbutslowly,werevisibleinfrontofthem。’There’syourman,’hesaid。

  ’Thatbuckinpantaloonsandhalf-boots——alookinglikeasquire?’

  ’TwelvemonthsagohewasmateofthebrigPewit;buthisfatherhasmademoney,andkeepshimathome。’

  ’Faith,nowyoutellofit,there’sahintofsealegsabouthim。

  What’stheyoungbeau’sname?’

  ’Don’ttell!’whisperedMatilda,impulsivelyclutchingFestus’sarm。

  ButFestushadalreadysaid,’RobertLoveday,sonofthemilleratOvercombe。Youmayfindseverallikelyfellowsinthatneighbourhood。’

  Themarinesaidthathewouldbearitinmind,andtheylefthim。

  ’Iwishyouhadnottold,’saidMatildatearfully。’She’stheworst!’

  ’Dashmyeyesnow;listentothat!Why,youchicken-heartedoldstager,youwasaswellagreedasI。Comenow;hasn’theusedyoubadly?’

  Matilda’sacrimonyreturned。’Iwasdownonmyluck,orhewouldn’thavehadthechance!’shesaid。

  ’Well,then,letthingsbe。’

  MissGarlandandLovedaywalkedleisurelytotheinnandcalledforhorse-and-gig。Whilethehostlerwasbringingitround,thelandlord,whoknewBobandhisfamilywell,spoketohimquietlyinthepassage。

  ’IsthisthenbecauseyouwanttothrowdustintheeyesoftheBlackDiamondchaps?’withanadmiringglanceatBob’scostume。

  ’TheBlackDiamond?’saidBob;andAnneturnedpale。

  ’Shehoveinsightjustafterdark,andatnineo’clockaboathavingmorethanadozenmarinesonboard,withcloakson,rowedintoharbour。’

  Bobreflected。’Thenthere’llbeapressto-night;dependuponit,’

  hesaid。

  ’Theywon’tknowyou,willthey,Bob?’saidAnneanxiously。

  ’Theycertainlywon’tknowhimforaseamannow,’remarkedthelandlord,laughing,andagainsurveyingBobupanddown。’ButifI

  wasyoutwo,Ishoulddrivehome-alongstraightandquiet;andbeverybusyinthemillallto-morrow,Mr。Loveday。’

  Theydroveaway;andwhentheyhadgotonwardoutofthetown,AnnestrainedhereyeswistfullytowardsPortland。Itsdarkcontour,lyinglikeawhaleonthesea,wasjustperceptibleinthegloomasthebackgroundtohalf-a-dozenships’lightsnearerathand。

  ’Theycan’tmakeyougo,nowyouareagentlemantradesman,canthey?’sheasked。

  ’Iftheywantmetheycanhaveme,dearest。IhaveoftensaidI

  oughttovolunteer。’

  ’Andnotcareaboutmeatall?’

  ’Itisjustthatthatkeepsmeathome。Iwon’tleaveyouifIcanhelpit。’

  ’Itcannotmakesuchavastdifferencetothecountrywhetheronemangoesorstays!Butifyouwanttogoyouhadbetter,andnotmindusatall!’

  Bobputaperiodtoherspeechbyamarkofaffectiontowhichhistoryaffordsmanyparallelsineveryage。ShesaidnomoreabouttheBlackDiamond;butwhenevertheyascendedahillsheturnedherheadtolookatthelightsinPortlandRoads,andthegreyexpanseofinterveningsea。

  ThoughCaptainBobhadstatedthathedidnotwishtovolunteer,andwouldnotleaveherifhecouldhelpit,theremarkrequiredsomequalification。ThatAnnewascharmingandlovingenoughtochainhimanywherewastrue;buthehadbeguntofindthemill-workterriblyirksomeattimes。Oftenduringthelastmonth,whenstandingamongtherumblingcogsinhisnewmiller’ssuit,whichillbecamehim,hehadyawned,thoughtwistfullyoftheoldpea-jacket,andthewatersofthedeepbluesea。Hisdreadofdispleasinghisfatherbyshowinganythingofthischangeofsentimentwasgreat;

  yethemighthavebraveditbutforknowingthathismarriagewithAnne,whichhehopedmighttakeplacethenextyear,wasdependententirelyuponhisadherencetothemillbusiness。Evenwerehisfatherindifferent,Mrs。Lovedaywouldneverintrustheronlydaughtertothehandsofahusbandwhowouldbeawayfromhomefive-sixthsofhistime。

  Butthough,apartfromAnne,hewasnotaversetoseafaringinitself,tobesmuggledthitherbythemachineryofapress-gangwasintolerable;andtheprocessofseizing,stunning,pinioning,andcarryingoffunwillinghandswasonewhichBobasamanhadalwaysdeterminedtoholdoutagainsttotheutmostofhispower。Hence,astheywenttowardshome,hefrequentlylistenedforsoundsbehindhim,buthearingnoneheassuredhissweetheartthattheyweresafeforthatnightatleast。Themillwasstillgoingwhentheyarrived,thougholdMr。Lovedaywasnottobeseen;hehadretiredassoonasheheardthehorse’shoofsinthelane,leavingBobtowatchthegrindingtillthreeo’clock;whentheelderwouldrise,andBobwithdrawtobed——afrequentarrangementbetweenthemsinceBobhadtakentheplaceofgrinder。

  Havingreachedtheprivacyofherownroom,Annethrewopenthewindow,forshehadnottheslightestintentionofgoingtobedjustyet。ThetaleoftheBlackDiamondhaddisturbedherbyaslow,insidiousprocessthatwasworsethansuddenfright。Herwindowlookedintothecourtbeforethehouse,nowwrappedintheshadowofthetreesandthehill;andsheleaneduponitssilllisteningintently。Shecouldhaveheardanystrangesounddistinctlyenoughinonedirection;butintheotheralllownoiseswereabsorbedinthepatterofthemill,andtherushofwaterdowntherace。

  However,whatsheheardcamefromthehithertosilentside,andwasintelligibleinamomentasbeingthefootstepsofmen。ShetriedtothinktheyweresomelatestragglersfromBudmouth。Alas!no;

  thetrampwastooregularforthatofvillagers。Shehastilyturned,extinguishedthecandle,andlistenedagain。Astheywereonthemainroadtherewas,afterall,everyprobabilitythatthepartywouldpassthebridgewhichgaveaccesstothemillcourtwithoutturninginuponit,orevennoticingthatsuchanentranceexisted。Inthisagainshewasdisappointed:theycrossedintothefrontwithoutapause。Thepulsationsofherheartbecameaturmoilnow,forwhyshouldthesemen,iftheywerethepress-gang,andstrangerstothelocality,havesupposedthatasailorwastobefoundhere,theyoungerofthetwomillersLovedaybeingneverseennowinanygarbwhichcouldsuggestthathewasotherthanamillerpure,likehisfather?Oneofthemenspoke。

  ’Iamnotsurethatweareintherightplace,’hesaid。

  ’Thisisamill,anyhow,’saidanother。

  ’There’slotsabouthere。’

  ’Thencomethiswayamomentwithyourlight。’

  Twoofthegroupwenttowardsthecart-houseontheoppositesideoftheyard,andwhentheyreacheditadarklanternwasopened,theraysbeingdirecteduponthefrontofthemiller’swaggon。

  ’“LovedayandSon,OvercombeMill,“’continuedtheman,readingfromthewaggon。’“Son,“yousee,islatelypaintedin。That’sourman。’

  Hemovedtoturnoffthelight,butbeforehehaddonesoitflashedovertheformsofthespeakers,andrevealedasergeant,anavalofficer,andafileofmarines。

  Annewaitedtoseenomore。WhenBobstayeduptogrind,ashewasdoingto-night,heoftensatinhisroominsteadofremainingallthetimeinthemill;andthisroomwasanisolatedchamberoverthebakehouse,whichcouldnotbereachedwithoutgoingdownstairsandascendingthestep-ladderthatservedforhisstaircase。Annedescendedinthedark,clambereduptheladder,andsawthatlightstrayedthroughthechinkbelowthedoor。Hiswindowfacedtowardsthegarden,andhencethelightcouldnotasyethavebeenseenbythepress-gang。

  ’Bob,dearBob!’shesaid,throughthekeyhole。’Putoutyourlight,andrunoutoftheback-door!’

  ’Why?’saidBob,leisurelyknockingtheashesfromthepipehehadbeensmoking。

  ’Thepress-gang!’

  ’Theyhavecome?ByGod!whocanhaveblownuponme?Allright,dearest。I’mgame。’

  Anne,scarcelyknowingwhatshedid,descendedtheladderandrantotheback-door,hastilyunboltingittosaveBob’stime,andgentlyopeningitinreadinessforhim。Shehadnosoonerdonethisthanshefelthandslaiduponhershoulderfromwithout,andavoiceexclaiming,’That’showwedoosit——quiteanobleegingyoungman!’

  Thoughthehandsheldherratherroughly,Annedidnotmindforherself,andturningshecrieddesperately,intonesintendedtoreachBob’sears:’Theyareattheback-door;trythefront!’

  ButinexperiencedMissGarlandlittleknewtheshrewdhabitsofthegentlemenshehadtodealwith,who,wellusedtothissortofpastime,hadalreadypostedthemselvesateveryoutletfromthepremises。

  ’Bringthelantern,’shoutedthefellowwhoheldher。’Why——’tisagirl!Ihalfthoughtso——Hereisawayin,’hecontinuedtohiscomrades,hasteningtothefootoftheladderwhichledtoBob’sroom。

  ’Whatd’yewant?’saidBob,quietlyopeningthedoor,andshowinghimselfstillradiantinthefulldressthathehadwornwithsucheffectattheTheatreRoyal,whichhehadbeenabouttochangeforhismillsuitwhenAnnegavethealarm。

  ’Thisgentlemancan’tbetherightone,’observedamarine,ratherimpressedbyBob’sappearance。

  ’Yes,yes;that’stheman,’saidthesergeant。’Nowtakeitquietly,myyoungcock-o’-wax。Youlookasifyoumeantto,and’tiswiseofye。’

  ’Whereareyougoingtotakeme?’saidBob。

  ’OnlyaboardtheBlackDiamond。Ifyouchoosetotakethebountyandcomevoluntarily,you’llbeallowedtogoashorewheneveryourship’sinport。Ifyoudon’t,andwe’vegottopinionye,youwillnothaveyourlibertyatall。Asyoumustcome,willy-nilly,you’lldothefirstifyou’veanybrainswhatever。’

  Bob’stemperbegantorise。’Don’tyoutalksolarge,aboutyourpinioning,myman。WhenI’vesettled——’

  ’Nowornever,youngblow-hard,’interruptedhisinformant。

  ’Come,whatjabberisthisgoingon?’saidthelieutenant,steppingforward。’Bringyourman。’

  Oneofthemarinessetfootontheladder,butatthesamemomentashoefromBob’shandhitthelanternwithwell-aimeddirectness,knockingitcleanoutofthegraspofthemanwhoheldit。Inspiteofthedarknesstheybegantoscrambleuptheladder。Bobthereuponshutthedoor,whichbeingbutofslightconstruction,wasasheknewonlyamomentarydefence。Butitgainedhimtimeenoughtoopenthewindow,gatheruphislegsuponthesill,andspringacrossintotheapple-treegrowingwithout。Healightedwithoutmuchhurtbeyondafewscratchesfromtheboughs,ashoweroffallingapplestestifyingtotheforceofhisleap。

  ’Hereheis!’shoutedseveralbelowwhohadseenBob’sfigureflyinglikearaven’sacrossthesky。

  Therewasstillnessforamomentinthetree。Thenthefugitivemadehastetoclimboutuponalow-hangingbranchtowardsthegarden,atwhichthemenbeneathallrushedinthatdirectiontocatchhimashedropped,saying,’Youmayaswellcomedown,oldboy。’Twasaspryjump,andwegiveyecreditfor’t。’

  ThelattermovementofLovedayhadbeenamerefeint。Partlyhiddenbytheleavesheglidedbacktotheotherpartofthetree,fromwhenceitwaseasytojumpuponathatch-coveredout-house。Thisintentiontheydidnotappeartosuspect,whichgavehimtheopportunityofslidingdowntheslopeandenteringthebackdoorofthemill。

  ’He’shere,he’shere!’themenexclaimed,runningbackfromthetree。

  Bythistimetheyhadobtainedanotherlight,andpursuedhimcloselyalongthebackquartersofthemill。Bobhadenteredthelowerroom,seizedholdofthechainbywhichtheflour-sackswerehoistedfromstorytostorybyconnexionwiththemill-wheel,andpulledtheropethathungalongsideforthepurposeofthrowingitintogear。TheforemostpursuersarrivedjustintimetoseeCaptainBob’slegsandshoe-bucklesvanishingthroughthetrap-doorinthejoistsoverhead,hispersonhavingbeenwhirledupbythemachinerylikeanybagofflour,andthetrapfallingtobehindhim。

  ’He’sgoneupbythehoist!’saidthesergeant,runninguptheladderinthecornertothenextfloor,andelevatingthelightjustintimetoseeBob’ssuspendedfigureascendinginthesamewaythroughthesamesortoftrapintothesecondfloor。Thesecondtrapalsofelltogetherbehindhim,andhewaslosttoviewasbefore。

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