about a month after the day on which rupert had taken mademoiselle adele dessin out hawking, the colonel and mistress dorothy went to dine at the house of a county family some miles away. the family coach, which was only used on grand occasions, was had out, and in this mistress dorothy, hooped and powdered in accordance with the fashion of the day, took her seat with colonel holliday. rupert had been invited, as the eldest son was a lad of his own age.
it was a memorable occasion for him, as he was for the first time to dress in the full costume of the period--with powdered hair, ruffles, a blue satin coat and knee breeches of the same material, with silk stockings. his greatest pleasure, however, was that he was now to wear a sword, the emblem of a gentleman, for the first time. he was to ride on horseback, for madam completely filled the coach with her hoops and brocaded dress, and there was scarcely room for colonel holliday, who sat beside her almost lost in her ample skirts.
the weather was cold, and rupert wore a riding cloak over his finery, and high boots, which were upon his arrival to be exchanged for silver-buckled shoes. they started at twelve, for the dinner hour was two, and there were eight miles to drive--a distance which, over the roads of those days, could not be accomplished much under two hours. the coachman and two lackeys took their places on the box of the lumbering carriage, the two latter being armed with pistols, as it would be dark before they returned, and travelling after dark in the days of king william was a danger not to be lightly undertaken. nothing could be more stately, or to rupert's mind more tedious, than that entertainment. several other guests of distinction were present, and the dinner was elaborate.
the conversation turned chiefly on county business, with an occasional allusion to the war with france. politics were entirely eschewed, for party feeling ran too high for so dangerous a subject to be broached at a gathering at which both whigs and tories were present.
rupert sat near one end of the table, with the eldest son of the host. as a matter of course they kept absolute silence in an assembly of their elders, only answering shortly and respectfully when spoken to. when dinner was over, however, and the ladies rose, they slipped away to a quiet room, and made up for their long silence by chatting without cessation of their dogs, and hawks, and sports, until at six o'clock the coach came round to the door, and rupert, again donning his cloak and riding boots, mounted his horse, and rode slowly off after the carriage.
slow as the progress had been in the daytime, it was slower now. the heavy coach jolted over great lumps of rough stone, and bumped into deep ruts, with a violence which would shake a modern vehicle to pieces. sometimes, where the road was peculiarly bad, the lackeys would get down, light torches at the lanterns that hung below the box, and show the way until the road improved.
they had ridden about six miles, when some distance ahead the sound of pistol shots, followed by loud shouts, came sharply on the ear. rupert happened to be in front, and with the love of adventure natural to his age, he set spurs to his horse and dashed forward, not hearing, or at any rate not heeding, the shouts of his grandfather. colonel holliday, finding that rupert was fairly off, bade the lackeys get down, and follow him at a run with their pistols, and urged the coachman to drive on with all possible speed. rupert was not long in reaching the scene of action; and hurried the more that he could hear the clinking of sword blades, and knew that the resistance of those assailed had not ceased.
on arriving at the spot he saw, as he expected, a carriage standing by the road. one or two figures lay stretched on the ground; the driver lay back, a huddled mass, on his seat; a man held high a torch with one hand, while with the other he was striving to recharge a pistol. four other men with swords were attacking a gentleman who, with his back to the coach, was defending himself calmly and valiantly.
as he rode up rupert unbuttoned his riding cloak, and threw it off as he reined up his horse and dismounted. an execration broke from the assailants at seeing this new arrival, but perceiving that he was alone, one of the four men advanced to attack him.
just as rupert leapt from his horse, the man holding the torch completed the loading of his pistol, and levelling it at him, fired. the ball knocked off his hat just as he touched the ground, and the man shouted:
"kill him, gervais. spit him like a lark; he is only a boy."
rupert drew his sword as the highwayman advanced upon him, and was in a moment hotly engaged. never before had he fenced with pointed rapiers; but the swords had scarcely crossed when he felt, with the instinct of a good fencer, how different were the clumsy thrusts of his opponent to the delicate and skillful play of his grandfather and monsieur dessin. there was no time to lose in feints and flourishes; the man with the torch had drawn his sword, and was coming up; and rupert parried a thrust of his assailant's, and with a rapid lunge in tierce ran him right through the body. then with a bound he dashed through the men attacking the traveller, and took his stand beside him, while the torchbearer, leaving his torch against a stump of a tree, also joined the combat.
beyond a calm "i thank you, sir; your arrival is most opportune," from the traveller, not a word passed as the swords clashed and ground against each other.
"dash in, and finish him," shouted the man who appeared the leader of the assailants, and three of them rushed together at the traveller. the leader fell back cursing, with a sword thrust through his shoulder, just at the moment when rupert sent the sword of the man who was attacking him flying through the air, and turning at once, engaged one of the two remaining assailants of the traveller. but these had had enough of it; and as the lackeys came running up, they turned, and rushed away into the darkness. the lackeys at rupert's order discharged their pistols after them; but a moment later the sound of four horses making off at full gallop, showed that they had escaped.
"by my faith," the traveller said, turning to rupert, and holding out his hand, "no knight errant ever arrived more opportunely. you are a gallant gentleman, sir; permit me to ask to whom i am so indebted?"
"my name is rupert holliday, sir," the lad said, as the stranger shook his hand warmly, and who, as the lackey approached with the torch, exclaimed:
"why, by the king's head, you are but a stripling, and you have run one of these fellows through the body, and disarmed the other, as neatly as i ever saw it done in the schools. why, young sir, if you go on like this you will be a very paladin."
"i have had good masters, sir," rupert said, modestly; "and having been taught to use my sword, there is little merit in trouncing such rascals as these."
"by my faith, but there is though," the stranger said. "it is one thing to fence in a school with buttoned foils, another to bear oneself as calmly and as well as you did. but here are your friends, or i mistake not."
the coach came lumbering up, at a speed which for coaches in those days was wonderful, and as it stopped colonel holliday leapt out, sword in hand.
"is it all over?" he exclaimed. "is rupert hurt?"
"it is all over, sir; and i have not so much as a scratch," rupert said.
"sir," the stranger said, uncovering, and making a courtly bow to the old cavalier, and to mistress dorothy, who was looking from the open door, "your son--"
"my grandson," the colonel, who had also uncovered, corrected.
"your grandson arrived in time to save me from grievous peril. my coachman and lackey were shot at the first fire, and i fancy one of the horses. i disposed of one of the rascals, but four others pressed me hard, while a fifth held a light to them. your grandson ran one through in fair fight, and disarmed another; i disabled a third, and they ran. i have to thank him for my life; and, if you will permit me to say so--and i have been many frays--no man ever bore himself more coolly, or used his sword more skilfully, than did this young gentleman."
"i am very proud indeed to hear that the lad bore himself so well; although i own that he caused some anxiety to his mother and myself; by rushing forward alone to join in a fray of whose extent he knew nothing. however, all is well that ends well.
"and now, sir, as your servants are killed, and but one horse remains to your carriage, will you permit me to offer you for the night the hospitality of windthorpe chace? i am colonel holliday, sir, an old servant of king charles the first--"
"i accept your offer, sir, as frankly as it is made. i have often heard your name. i, sir, am george churchill."
"the earl of marlborough!" exclaimed colonel holliday.
"the same," the earl said, with a smile. "i am not greatly loved, sir; but my name will, i am sure, do me no ill service with one of the men of naseby."
"no, indeed!" colonel holliday said, warmly; "it is at once a pleasure and an honour to me to entertain so great a general at the chace."
"and now," the earl said, "a truce to compliments. pray resume your seat in the coach, sir. i will cut loose the horse from the coach, and will follow you in company with your grandson."
colonel holliday in vain tried to persuade the earl to take his place in the carriage.
the latter, however, firmly declined, and the colonel took his place in the coach, and drove off at once, to make preparation for the reception of his guest. the earl had even declined the offer to leave one or both of the lackeys behind. and when the carriage had driven off, he said to rupert, who had stood looking with respectful admiration at the greatest general of the age:
"now, young sir, let us have a look at this carrion; maybe their faces will throw some light upon this affair."
so saying, he took the torch which had been left burning, and turned over the body of the man he had slain before rupert arrived on the scene.
"i do not know him," he said, looking steadily at the dead man's face.
"i know him," rupert exclaimed in surprise. "he is a saddler of derby--a fierce nonconformist and whig, and a preacher at conventicles. and to think of his being a highwayman!"
"an assassin is a better term," the earl said contemptuously. "i guessed from their number it was my life, and not my money, that they sought.
"now let us look at the fellow you sent to his account."
rupert hung back as they approached the man he had killed. in those days of rebellions, executions, and duels, human life was regarded but lightly. still, to a lad of little over fifteen the thought that he had killed a man, even if in fair fight, was very painful.
"ah, i thought so," the earl said. "this is a creature of a political enemy. i have seen him in his antechamber. so the order came from london, and the tools were found here. that will do. now let us get this horse out of the traces. it is some years since i have ridden barebacked.
"no, i thank you," in answer to rupert's offer of his own horse; "a saddle matters not one way or the other. there, now for the chace; and i shall not be sorry to fall to on the supper which, i doubt not, the good gentleman your grandfather will have prepared."
so saying, he vaulted on his horse, and with rupert rode quietly along the road to the chace. the great door opened as they approached, and four lackeys with torches came out. colonel holliday himself came down the steps and assisted the earl to alight, and led the way into the house.
they now entered the drawing room, where mistress dorothy was seated. she arose and made a deep courtesy, in answer to the even deeper bow with which the earl greeted her.
"my lord," she said, "welcome to windthorpe chace."
"madam," the earl said, bowing over the hand she extended, until his lips almost touched her fingers, "i am indeed indebted to the fellows who thought to do me harm, in that they have been the means of my making the acquaintance of a lady whose charms turned all heads in london, and who left the court in gloom when she retired to the country."
nowadays, such a speech as this would be thought to savour of mockery, but gentlemen two hundred years since ordinarily addressed women in the language of high-flown compliment.
mistress holliday, despite her thirty-seven years, was still very comely, and she smiled as she replied:
"my lord, ten years' absence from court has rendered me unused to compliments, and i will not venture to engage in a war, even of words, with so great a general."
supper was now announced, and the earl offered his hand to lead mistress dorothy to the dining hall.
the meal passed off quietly, the conversation turning entirely upon country matters. the earl did full justice to the fare, which consisted of a stuffed carp, fresh from the well-stocked ponds of the chace, a boar's head, and larded capon, the two latter dishes being cold. with these were served tankards of burgundy and of sherries. rupert, as was the custom of the younger members of families, waited upon the honoured guest.
the meal over, mistress holliday rose. the earl offered her his hand and led her to the door, where, with an exchange of ceremonious salutes, she bade him goodnight.
then the earl accompanied colonel holliday to the latter's room, hung with rapiers, swords, and other arms. there ceremony was laid aside, and the old cavalier and the brilliant general entered into familiar talk, the former lighting a long pipe, of the kind known at present as a "churchwarden."
the earl told colonel holliday of the discovery that had been made, that the attack was no mere affair with highwaymen, but an attempt at assassination by a political rival.
"i had been down," he said, "at lord hadleigh's, where there was a gathering of many gentlemen of our way of thinking. i left london quietly, and thought that none knew of my absence; but it is clear that through some spy in my household my enemies learned both my journey and destination. i came down on horseback, having sent forward relays. when i arrived last night at hadleigh my horse was dead lame. i misdoubt now 'twas lamed in the stable by one of the men who dogged me. lord hadleigh offered me his coach, to take me back the first stage--to the inn where i had left my servants and had intended to sleep. i accepted--for in truth i sat up and talked all last night, and thought to doze the journey away. your derbyshire roads are, however, too rough, and i was wide awake when the first shot was fired!"
"do you think of taking steps to punish the authors of this outrage?" colonel holliday asked.
"by no means," the earl answered. "i would ask you to send over a man, with the horse i rode on and another, at daybreak. let him put them into the coach and drive back to hadleigh, taking with him the bodies of the lackey and coachman. with him i will send a note to my lord, asking that no stir be made in the matter. we need not set the world talking as to my visit to his house; but lest any magistrate stir in the matter, i will leave a letter for him, saying that the coach in which i travelled was attacked by highwaymen, and that two of them, as well as the two servants, were killed, and that no further inquisition need be made into the matter. you may be sure that the other side will say naught, and they will likely enough go back and carry off their dead tonight, and bury them quietly."
"very well, sir," colonel holliday said. "my grandson will ride over with you in the morning to ashby-de-la-zouche. two well-armed lackeys shall accompany you."
"oh, there is no fear of another attempt," the earl said, smiling. "besides, your grandson and i could fight a whole troop of cutthroats by daylight. what a swordsman that boy is! and as cool as a veteran! he is your pupil with the sword, i presume?"
"only partly; he owes most of his skill to a french emigre, who calls himself monsieur dessin, but who had, i suspect, a far higher title across the water. he is a magnificent swordsman; and as i was able to teach the lad a few thrusts which in their time did me good service, and the boy has a clear eye, a cool head, and a firm wrist, he can, young as he is, hold his own, go where he will."
"what do you mean to do with him? you ought to make a soldier of him. it is the career of a gentleman, and we shall have a stirring campaign on the rhine next spring. he will have plenty of opportunities to distinguish himself, and i need not say he will have my best favour and protection!"
"i thank you heartily," the colonel said, "and doubt not that one day the lad may claim the fulfilment of your promise. at present his mother dreams of his being a parliament man, and shining at court. but you might as well expect to teach a falcon to dance. besides, the lad is a soldier heart and soul, and has, saving your presence, little of the whig in him; and his mother will find ere long, that if he goes to parliament it will not be to vote as she wishes.
"besides," he said, moodily, "i foresee changes here which he, young as he is, will not brook. if then at present i decline your kind offer in his name, i think that the time is not far off when he may remind you of it."
"let him do so," the earl said, "and a commission in horse, foot, or artillery is at his service. and now, with your permission, i will to bed, for my eyelids are consumedly heavy."
colonel holliday rang a hand bell, and a lackey appeared with lighted candles. preceded by him the old cavalier accompanied his guest to the door of his apartment, and seeing that a posset cup of spiced cordial was steaming on the table, and that everything else was properly prepared, left him to repose.
