Barbara Winslow, Rebel

still waited there, why he did not leave the girl at once and return with his men to

meantime he could not resist the temptation to remain a little longer, to learn more of this girl who, while she mocked and flouted, yet fascinated him in spite of his anger again

pressed together in anxious thought. "Oh! what shall I do now?" she murmured again and again desperately. "What

his hands clasped between his knees, he eyed her steadily and spoke in a low even v

nd her face grew very pale,

eaded last week at Winches

ress Judith Barge, condemned to be

story likewise is

You did not act in ignoranc

heart beat wildly, but she fought t

fool goeth to war without count

, his face softened, and, raising

the bravest lady I

flushed

icers stationed in our villages to take up their quarters in the houses of the rebels, driving forth the occupants and taking unto themselves all their goods. Yet Cicely and I have remai

r win a woman's trust

fingers together nervously, and breathing har

er eyes betrayed her fear

, three miles eastward along the coast from Watchet. From thenc

eet and turned on

madame, why have

mad pedlar who hath escaped me, knows my secret; to-night he will betray

y high,

to lose or

him to betray her confidence. Well, why should he not, seeing the confidence was given unasked. But his pride loathed the thought. He had never yet betrayed a woman's trust; the

he could not deny. Not only by her beauty (he was too much a connoisseur of woman's looks to be deeply moved by them), nor by her gaiety, infectious th

, and tenderness, while Barbara sat still

n ye be the first, go do your work. But oh, an ye b

air advantage of me, m

. Think not I feel no shame

excitement of the day, and could scarce keep down her tears. She bit her lips, and h

e your brother, my honour must go bail for his life! Do

d. Then she raised her head

understand, a

bow

e, your brother

d taking up his hat,

ollowed h

nour may be one of the first virtues, but th

mastered him, he

n your presence I find the defence of my Honour mo

bruptly he le

er him, her cheek slowly fl

ds fling his taunts in my face? There be women, perchance, who will play with men's honour as lightly as they throw the dice, and he may

gnawed her clasped hands, and beat he

cautiously into the room, Cicely with dishevelled hair, r

horses, and David Marlow hath heard that on his return to the Inn, the Captain gave orders that they be ready to start on some expedition at three o'clock in the morning.

r face very pale. "Aye, he h

Art thou m

ts she told her cousin all that had passed in her interview with the captain. "Think you,

fool, 'tis the man's profession to spy and snare and betray us. Oh! Bar

roused

e his promise. He is a hard man, but he will assure

rds. Nay, speak not to me. I will go p

terly she l

clenching the arms with her hand

all not do it," she cried. "I must to the village-there is no other way. And yet,-sure,-nay, I can