Was it but an idle threat to terrorize her? Was it but that?
Her impulse was to seek Mr. Caryll upon the instant that she might ask him and allay her fears. But what right had she?
Upon what grounds could she set a question upon so secret a matter? She conceived him raising his brows in that supercilious way of his, and looking her over from head to toe as though seeking a clue to the nature of this quaint thing that asked him questions. She pictured his smile and the jest with which he would set aside her inquiry. She imagined, indeed, just what she believed would happen did she ask him;which was precisely what would not have happened. Imagining thus, she held her peace, and nursed her secret dread. And on the following day, his weakness so far overcome as to leave him no excuse to linger at Stretton House, Mr. Caryll took his departure and returned to his lodging in Old Palace Yard.
One more treasonable interview had he with Lord Ostermore in the library ere he departed. His lordship it was who reopened again the question, to repeat much of what he had said in the arbor on the previous day, and Mr. Caryll replied with much the same arguments in favor of procrastination that he had already employed.
"Wait, at least," he begged, "until I have been abroad a day or two, and felt for .myself how the wind Is setting.""'Tis a prodigiously dangerous document," he declared. "Iscarce see the need for so much detail."
"How can it set but one way?"
"'Tis a question I shall be in better case to answer when Ihave had an opportunity of judging. Meanwhile, be assured Ishall not sail for France without advising you. Time enough then to give me your letter should you still be of the same mind.""Be it so," said the earl. "When all is said, the letter will be safer here, meantime, than in your pocket." And he tapped the secretaire. "But see what I have writ his majesty, and tell me should I alter aught."He took out a drawer on the right - took it out bodily - then introduced his hand into the opening, running it along the inner side of the desk until, no doubt, he touched a spring;for suddenly a small trap was opened. From this cavity he fished out two documents - one the flimsy tissue on which King James' later was penned; the other on heavier material Lord Ostermore's reply. He spread the latter before him, and handed it to Mr. Caryll, who ran an eye over it.
It was indited with stupid, characteristic incaution;concealment was never once resorted to; everywhere expressions of the frankest were employed, and every line breathed the full measure of his lordship's treason and betrays the existence of a plot.
Mr. Caryll returned it. His countenance was grave.
"I desire his majesty to know how whole-heartedly I belong to him.""'Twere best destroyed, I think. You can write another when the time comes to dispatch it."But Ostermore was never one to take sensible advice. "Pooh!
'Twill be safe in here. 'Tis a secret known to none." He dropped it, together with King James' letter, back into the recess, snapped down the trap, and replaced the drawer.
Whereupon Mr. Caryll took his leave, promising to advise his lordship of whatever he might glean, and so departed from Stretton House.
My Lord Rotherby, meanwhile, was very diligent in the business upon which he was intent. He had received in his interview with Hortensia an added spur to such action as might be scatheful to Mr. Caryll. His lordship was lodged in Portugal Row, within a stone's throw of his father's house, and there, on that same evening of his moving thither, he had Mr. Green to see him, desiring news.
Mr. Green had little to impart, but strong hope of much to be garnered presently. His little eyes twinkling, his chubby face suffused in smiles, as though it were an excellent jest to be hunting knowledge that should hang a man, the spy assured Lord Rotherby that there was little doubt Mr. Caryll could be implicated as soon as he was about again.
"And that's the reason - after your lordship's own express wishes - why so far I have let Sir Richard Everard be. It may come to trouble for me with my Lord Carteret should it be smoked that I have been silent on the matters within my knowledge. But - ""Oh, a plague on that!" said his lordship. "You'll be well paid for your services when you've rendered them. And, meanwhile, I understand that not another soul in London - that is, on the side of the government - is aware of Sir Richard's presence in town. So where is your danger?""True," said Mr. Green, plump hand caressing plumper chin.
"Had it not been so, I should have been forced to apply to the secretary for a warrant before this.""Then you'll wait," said his lordship, "and you'll act as Imay direct you. It will be to your credit in the end. Wait until Caryll has enmeshed himself by frequent visits to Sir Richard's. Then get your warrant - when I give the word - and execute it one fine night when Caryll happens to be closeted with Everard. Whether we can get further evidence against him or not, that circumstance of his being found with the Pretender's agent should go some way towards hanging him. The rest we must supply."Mr. Green smiled seraphically. "Ecod! I'd give my ears to have the slippery fellow safe. Codso! I would. He bubbled me at Maidstone, and I limped a fortnight from the kick he gave me.""He shall do a little more kicking - with both feet," said his lordship with unction.
