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He threw them in, one by one. They were nearly all charters and records of the burgh; but one appeared to be a private deed between Floris Brandt, father of Peter, and Ghysbrecht.
โWhy, this is as much yours as his,โ said Gerard. โI will read this.โ
โOh, not now, Gerard, not now,โ cried Margaret. โEvery moment you lose fills me with fear; and see, large drops of rain are beginning to fall, and the clouds lower.โ
Gerard yielded to this remonstrance; but he put the deed into his bosom, and threw the earth in over the others, and stamped it down. While thus employed there came a flash of lightning followed by a peal of distant thunder, and the rain came down heavily. Margaret and Gerard ran into the house, whither they were speedily followed by Martin.
โThe road is clear,โ said he, โand a heavy storm coming on.โ
His words proved true. The thunder came nearer and nearer till it crashed overhead: the flashes followed one another close, like the strokes of a whip, and the rain fell in torrents. Margaret hid her face not to see the lightning. On this, Gerard put up the rough shutter and lighted a candle. The lovers consulted together, and Gerard blessed the storm that gave him a few hours more with Margaret. The sun set unperceived, and still the thunder pealed, and the lightning flashed, and the rain poured. Supper was set; but Gerard and Margaret could not eat: the thought that this was the last time they should sup together choked them. The storm lulled a little. Peter retired to rest. But Gerard was to go at peep of day, and neither he nor Margaret could afford to lose an hour in sleep. Martin sat a while, too; for he was fitting a new string to his bow, a matter in which he was very nice.
The lovers murmured their sorrows and their love beside him.
Suddenly the old man held up his hand to them to be silent.
They were quiet and listened, and heard nothing. But the next moment a footstep crackled faintly upon the autumn leaves that lay strewn in the garden at the back door of the house. To those who had nothing to fear such a step would have said nothing; but to those who had enemies it was terrible. For it was a foot trying to be noiseless.
Martin fitted an arrow to his string and hastily blew out the candle. At this moment, to their horror, they heard more than one footstep approach the other door of the cottage, not quite so noiselessly as the other, but very stealthilyโand then a dead pause.
Their blood froze in their veins.
โOh, Kate, oh, Kate! You said fly on the instant.โ And Margaret moaned and wrung her hands in anguish and terror and wild remorse for having kept Gerard.
โHush, girl!โ said Martin, in a stern whisper.
A heavy knock fell on the door.
And on the hearts within.
CHAPTER XIV
As if this had been a concerted signal, the back door was struck as rudely the next instant. They were hemmed in. But at these alarming sounds Margaret seemed to recover some share of self-possession. She whispered, โSay he was here, but is gone.โ And with this she seized Gerard and almost dragged him up the rude steps that led to her father's sleeping-room. Her own lay next beyond it.
The blows on the door were repeated.
โWho knocks at this hour?โ
โOpen, and you will see!โ
โI open not to thievesโhonest men are all abed now.โ
โOpen to the law, Martin Wittenhaagen, or you shall rue it.โ
โWhy, that is Dirk Brower's voice, I trow. What make you so far from Tergou?โ
โOpen, and you will know.โ
Martin drew the bolt very slowly, and in rushed Dierich and four more. They let in their companion who was at the back door.
โNow, Martin, where is Gerard Eliassoen?โ
โGerard Eliassoen? Why, he was here but now!โ
โWas here?โ Dierich's countenance fell. โAnd where is he now?โ
โThey say he has gone to Italy. Why, what is to do?โ
โNo matter. When did he go? Tell me not that he went in such a storm as this!โ
โHere is a coil about Gerard Eliassoen,โ said Martin contemptuously. Then he lighted the candle, and seating himself coolly by the fire, proceeded to whip some fine silk round his bow-string at the place where the nick of the arrow frets it.
โI'll tell you,โ said he carelessly. โKnow you his brother Giles?โa little misbegotten imp, all head and arms? Well, he came tearing over here on a mule, and bawled out something, I was too far off to hear the creature's words, but only its noise. Any way, he started Gerard. For as soon as he was gone, there was such crying and kissing, and then Gerard went away. They do tell me he has gone to Italyโmayhap you know where that is, for I don't.โ
Dierich's countenance fell lower and lower at this account. There was no flaw in it, A cunninger man than Martin would perhaps have told a lie too many and raised suspicion. But Martin did his task well. He only told the one falsehood he was bade to tell, and of his own head invented nothing.
โMates,โ said Dierich, โI doubt he speaks sooth. I told the burgomaster how 'twould be. He met the dwarf galloping Peter Buyskens's mule from Sevenbergen. 'They have sent that imp to Gerard,' says he, 'so, then, Gerard is at Sevenbergen.' 'Ah, master!' says I, ''tis too late now. We should have thought of Sevenbergen before, instead of wasting our time hunting all the odd corners of Tergou for those cursed parchments that we shall never find till we find the man that took 'em. If he was at Sevenbergen,' quoth I, 'and they sent the dwarf to him, it must have been to warn him we are after him. He is leagues away by now,' quoth I. Confound that chalk-faced girl! she has outwitted us bearded men; and so I told the burgomaster, but he would not hear reason. A wet jerkin apiece, that is all we shall get, mates, by this job.โ
Martin grinned coolly in Dierich's face.
โHowever,โ added the latter, โto content the burgomaster, we will search the house.โ
Martin turned grave directly.
This change of countenance did not escape Dierich. He reflected a moment.
โWatch outside two of you, one on each side of the house, that no one jump from the upper windows. The rest come with me.โ
And
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