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uarrel with your son？ Well； I will not： there has been quarreling enough。 Any of the loyal Dences here？〃 But he never even turned his head from the picture to look for them。
〃Only me； sir； Jael Dence； at your service。 Father's not very well。〃
〃Nathan； or Jael； it is all one； so that it is Dence。 You'll take that young gentleman home with you； and send him to bed。 He'll want nursing： for he got some ugly blows； and took them like a gentleman。 The young gentleman has a fancy for forging thingsthe Lord knows what。 He shall not forge things in a church； and defile the tombs of his own forefathers； but〃 （with a groan） 〃he can forge in your yard。 All the snobs in Hillsborough sha'n't hinder him； if that is his cursed hobby。 Gentlemen are not to be dictated to by snobs。 Arm three men every night with guns； load the guns with ball； not small shot； as I did； and if those ruffians molest him again； kill them； and then come to me and complain of them。 But； mind you kill them firstcomplain afterward。 And now take half…a…dozen of these men with you； to carry him to the farm； if he needs it。 THERE； EDITH！〃
And still he never moved his eyes from the picture； and the words seemed to drop out of him。
Henry stood bewildered； and； ere he could say anything that might revive the dormant irritation of Mr。 Raby against him； female tact interposed。 Grace clasped her hands to him； with tears in her eyes； and as for Jael Dence； she assumed the authority with which she had been invested and hurried him bodily away； and the sword…dancers all gathered round him； and they carried him in triumphant procession； with the fiddler playing； and George whistling； the favorite tune of 〃Raby come home again；〃 while every sturdy foot beat the hard and ringing road in admirable keeping with that spirit…stirring march。
When he was gone； Grace crept up to Mr。 Raby； who still stood before the picture； and eyed it and thought of his youth。 She took his arm wondrous softly with her two hands； rested her sweet head against his shoulder； and gazed at it along with him。
When she had nestled to him some time in this delicate attitude； she turned her eyes up to him； and murmured； 〃how good； how noble you are： and how I love you。〃 Then； all in a moment； she curled round his neck； and kissed him with a tender violence； that took him quite by surprise。
As for Mr。 Coventry； he had been reduced to a nullity； and escaped attention all this time： he sat in gloomy silence； and watched with chilled and foreboding heart the strange turn events had taken； and were taking； events which he； and no other man； had set rolling。
CHAPTER XVII。
Frederick Coventry； being still unacquainted with the contents of Grace's letter； was now almost desperate。 Grace Carden； inaccessible to an unknown workman； would she be inaccessible to a workman whom Mr。 Raby； proud as he was； had publicly recognized as his nephew？ This was not to be expected。 But something was to be expected； viz。； that in a few days the door would be closed with scorn in the face of Frederick Coventry； the miserable traitor； who had broken his solemn pledge； and betrayed his benefactor to those who had all but assassinated him。 Little would be sure to suspect him； and the prisoner； when he came to be examined； would furnish some clew。
A cold perspiration bedewed his very back； when he recollected that the chief constable would be present at Cole's examination； and supply the link； even if there should be one missing。 He had serious thoughts of leaving the country at once。
Finding himself unobserved； he walked out of the room； and paced up and down the hall。
His thoughts now took a practical form。 He must bribe the prisoner to hold his tongue。
But how？ and when？ and where？
After to…night there might be no opportunity of saying a word to him。
While he was debating this in his mind； Knight the butler crossed the hall。
Coventry stopped him； and asked where the prisoner was。
〃Where Squire told us to put him； sir。〃
〃No chance of his escapingI hope？〃
〃Not he； sir。
〃I should like to take a look at him。〃
Knight demurred。 〃Well； sir； you see the orders arebut； of course； master won't mind you。 I'll speak to him。〃
〃No； it is not worth while。 I am only anxious the villain should be secure。〃 This of course was a feeler。
〃Oh； there's no fear of that。 Why； he is in the strong room。 It's right above yours。 If you'll come with me； sir； I'll show you the door。〃 Coventry accompanied him； and Thomas Knight showed him a strong door with two enormous bolts outside； both shot。
Coventry felt despair； and affected satisfaction。
Then； after a pause； he said； 〃But is the window equally secure？〃
〃Two iron bars almost as thick as these bolts： and； if it stood open； what could he do but break his neck； and cheat the gallows？ He is all right； sir； never you fear。 We sarched him from head to foot； and found no eend o' tools in his pockets。 He is a deep 'un。 But we are Yorkshire too； as the saying is。 He goes to Hillsbro' town…hall to…morrow； and glad to be shut on him。〃
Coventry complimented him； and agreed with him that escape was impossible。
He then got a light； and went to his own bedroom； and sat down； cold at heart； before the fire。
He sat in that state； till two o'clock in the morning； distracting his brain with schemes； that were invented only to be dismissed as idle。
At last an idea came to him。 He took his fishing…rod； and put the thinner joints together； and laid them on the bed。 He then opened his window very cautiously。 But as that made some noise； he remained quite quiet for full ten minutes。 Then he got upon the window…seat； and passed the fishing rod out。 After one or two attempts he struck the window above； with the fine end。
Instantly he heard a movement above； and a window cautiously opened。
He gave a low 〃Hem！〃
〃Who's that？〃 whispered the prisoner； from above。
〃A man who wants you to escape。〃
〃Nay； but I have no tools。〃
〃What do you require？〃
〃I think I could do summut with a screw…driver。〃
〃I'll send you one up。〃
The next minute a couple of small screw…drivers were passed uppart of the furniture of his gun。
Cole worked hard； but silently； for about an hour； and then he whispered down that he should be able to get a bar out。 But how high was it from the ground？
〃About forty feet。〃
Coventry heard the man actually groan at the intelligence。
〃Let yourself down on my window…sill。 I can find you rope enough for that。〃
〃What； d'ye take me for a bird； that can light of a gate？〃
〃But the sill is solid stone； and full a foot wide。〃
〃Say ye so； lad？ Then luck is o' my side。 Send up rope。〃
The rope was sent up； and presently was fast to something above and dangled down a little past the window…sill。
〃Put out a light on sill；〃 whispered the voice above。
〃I will。〃
Then there was a long silence； during which Coventry's blood ran cold。
As nothing further occurred； he whispered； 〃What is the matter？〃
〃My stomach fails me。 Send me up a drop of brandy； will ye？ Eh； man； but this is queer work。〃
〃I can't get it up to you； you must drink it here。 Come； think！ It wil