《westward ho》

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〃Coming here to…morrow; as I hopefor he left London with me; and so down by us into Cornwall; to drill the train…bands; as he is bound to do; being Seneschal of the Duchies and Lieutenant…General of the county。〃

〃Besides Lord Warden of the Stanneries!  How the man thrives!〃 said Mrs。 Leigh。

〃How the man deserves to thrive!〃 said Amyas; 〃but what are we to do?〃

〃That is the rub。  I would fain stay and fight the Spaniards。〃

〃So would I; and will。〃

〃But he has other plans in his head for us。〃

〃We can make our own plans without his help。〃

〃Heyday; Amyas!  How long?  When did he ask you to do a thing yet and you refuse him?〃

〃Not often; certainly; but Spaniards I must fight。〃

〃Well; so must I; boy: but I have given a sort of promise to him; nevertheless。〃

〃Not for me too; I hope?〃

〃No: he will extract that himself when he comes; you must come and sup to…morrow; and talk it over。〃

〃Be talked over; rather。  What chestnut does the cat want us monkeys to pull out of the fire for him now; I wonder?〃

〃Sir Richard Grenville is hardly accustomed to be called a monkey;〃 said Mrs。 Leigh。

〃I meant no harm; and his worship knows it; none better: but where is Raleigh going to send us; with a murrain?〃

〃To Virginia。  The settlers must have help: and; as I trust in God; we shall be back again long before this armament can bestir itself。〃

So Raleigh came; saw; and conquered。  Mrs。 Leigh consented to Amyas's going (for his twelve…month would be over ere the fleet could start) upon so peaceful and useful an errand; and the next five months were spent in continual labor on the part of Amyas and Grenville; till seven ships were all but ready in Bideford river; the admiral whereof was Amyas Leigh。

But that fleet was not destined ever to see the shores of the New World: it had nobler work to do (if Americans will forgive the speech) than even settling the United States。

It was in the long June evenings; in the year 1588; Mrs。 Leigh sat in the open window; busy at her needle…work; Ayacanora sat opposite to her; on the seat of the bay; trying diligently to read 〃The History of the Nine Worthies;〃 and stealing a glance every now and then towards the garden; where Amyas stalked up and down as he had used to do in happier days gone by。  But his brow was contracted now; his eyes fixed on the ground; as he plodded backwards and forwards; his hands behind his back; and a huge cigar in his mouth; the wonder of the little boys of Northam; who peeped in stealthily as they passed the iron…work gates; to see the back of the famous fire…breathing captain who had sailed round the world and been in the country of headless men and flying dragons; and then popped back their heads suddenly; as he turned toward them in his walk。 And Ayacanora looked; and looked; with no less admiration than the urchins at the gate: but she got no more of an answering look from Amyas than they did; for his head was full of calculations of tonnage and stowage; of salt pork and ale…barrels; and the packing of tools and seeds; for he had promised Raleigh to do his best for the new colony; and he was doing it with all his might; so Ayacanora looked back again to her book; and heaved a deep sigh。 It was answered by one from Mrs。 Leigh。

〃We are a melancholy pair; sweet chuck;〃 said the fair widow。 〃What is my maid sighing about; there?〃

〃Because I cannot make out the long words;〃 said Ayacanora; telling a very white fib。

〃Is that all?  Come to me; and I will tell you。〃

Ayacanora moved over to her; and sat down at her feet。

〃He; he; ro; ro; ical; heroical;〃 said Mrs。 Leigh。

〃But what does that mean?〃

〃Grand; good; and brave; like〃

Mrs。 Leigh was about to have said the name of one who was lost to her on earth。  His fair angelic face hung opposite upon the wall。 She paused unable to pronounce his name; and lifted up her eyes; and gazed on the portrait; and breathed a prayer between closed lips; and drooped her head again。

Her pupil caught at the pause; and filled it up for herself

〃Like him?〃 and she turned her head quickly toward the window。

〃Yes; like him; too;〃 said Mrs。 Leigh; with a half…smile at the gesture。  〃Now; mind your book。  Maidens must not look out of the window in school hours。〃

〃Shall I ever be an English girl?〃 asked Ayacanora。

〃You are one now; sweet; your father was an English gentleman。〃

Amyas looked in; and saw the two sitting together。

〃You seem quite merry there;〃 said he。

〃Come in; then; and be merry with us。〃

He entered; and sat down; while Ayacanora fixed her eyes most steadfastly on her book。

〃Well; how goes on the reading?〃 said he; and then; without waiting for an answer〃We shall be ready to clear out this day week; mother; I do believe; that is; if the hatchets are made in time to pack them。〃

〃I hope they will be better than the last;〃 said Mrs。 Leigh。  〃It seems to me a shameful sin to palm off on poor ignorant savages goods which we should consider worthless for ourselves。〃

〃Well; it's not over fair: but still; they are a sight better than they ever had before。  An old hoop is better than a deer's bone; as Ayacanora knows;eh?〃

〃I don't know anything about it;〃 said she; who was always nettled at the least allusion to her past wild life。  〃I am an English girl now; and all that is goneI forget it。〃

〃Forget it?〃 said he; teasing her for want of something better to do。  〃Should not you like to sail with us; now; and see the Indians in the forests once again?〃

〃Sail with you?〃 and she looked up eagerly。

〃There!  I knew it!  She would not be four…and…twenty hours ashore; but she would be off into the woods again; bow in hand; like any runaway nymph; and we should never see her more。〃

〃It is false; bad man!〃 and she burst into violent tears; and hid her face in Mrs。 Leigh's lap。

〃Amyas; Amyas; why do you tease the poor fatherless thing?〃

〃I was only jesting; I'm sure;〃 said Amyas; like a repentant schoolboy。  〃Don't cry now; don't cry; my child; see here;〃 and he began fumbling in his pockets; 〃see what I bought of a chapman in town to…day; for you; my maid; indeed; I did。〃

And out he pulled some smart kerchief or other; which had taken his sailor's fancy。

〃Look at it now; blue; and crimson; and green; like any parrot!〃 and he held it out。

She looked round sharply; snatched it out of his hand; and tore it to shreds。

〃I hate it; and I hate you!〃 and she sprang up and darted out of the room。

〃Oh; boy; boy!〃 said Mrs。 Leigh; 〃will you kill that poor child? It matters little for an old heart like mine; which has but one or two chords left whole; how soon it be broken altogether; but a young heart is one of God's precious treasures; Amyas; and suffers many a long pang in the breaking; and woe to them who despise Christ's little ones!〃

〃Break your heart; mother?〃

〃Never mind my heart; dear son; yet how can you break it more surely than by tormenting one whom I love; because she loves you?〃

〃Tut! play; mother; and maids' tempers。  But how can I break your heart?  What have I done?  Have I not given up going again to the West Indies for your sake?  Have I not given up going to Virginia; and now again settled to go after all; just because you commanded? Was it not your will?  Have I not obeyed you; mother; mother?  I will stay at home now; if you will。  I would rather rust here on land; I vow I would; than grieve you〃 and he threw himself at his mother's knees。

〃Have I asked you not to go to Virginia?  No; dear boy; though every thought of a fresh parting seems to crack some new fibre within me; you must go!  It is your calling。  Yes; you were not sent into the world to amuse me; but to work。  I have had pleasure enough of you; my darling; for many a year; and too much; perhaps; till I shrank from lending you to the Lord。  But He must have you。 。 。 。  It is enough for the poor old widow to know that her boy is what he is; and to forget all her anguish day by day; for joy that a man is born into the world。  But; Amyas; Amyas; are you so blind as not to see that Ayacanora〃

〃Don't talk about her; poor child。  Talk about yourself。〃

〃How long have I been worth talking about?  No; Amyas; you must see it; and if you will not see it now; you will see it one day in some sad and fearful prodigy; for she is not one to die tamely。  She loves you; Amyas; as a woman only can love。〃

〃Loves me?  Well; of course。  I found her; and brought her home; and I don't deny she may think that she owes me somewhatthough it was no more than a Christian man's duty。  But as for her caring much for me; mother; you measure every one else's tenderness by your own。〃

〃Think that she owes you somewhat?  Silly boy; this is not gratitude; but a deeper affection; which may be more heavenly than gratitude; as it may; too; become a horrible cause of ruin。  It rests with you; Amyas; which of the two it will be。〃

〃You are in earnest?〃

〃Have I the heart or the time to jest?〃

〃No; no; of course not; but; mother; I thought it was not comely for women to fall in love with men?〃

〃Not comely; at least; to confess their love to men。  But she has never done that; Amyas; not even by a look or a tone of voice; though I have watched her for months。〃

〃To be sure; she is as demure as any cat when I am in the way。  I only wonder how you found it out。〃

〃Ah;〃 said she; smiling sadly; 〃even in the saddest woman's soul there linger snatches of old music; odors of flowers long dead and turned to dustpleasant ghosts; which still keep her mind attuned to that which may be in others; though in her never more; till she can hear her own wedding…hymn re…echoed in the tones of every girl who loves; and sees her own wedding…torch re…lighted in the eyes of every bride。〃

〃You would not have me marry her?〃 asked blunt; practical Amyas。

〃God knows what I would haveI know not; I see neither your path nor my ownno; not after weeks and months of prayer。  All things beyond are wrapped in mist; and what will be; I know not; save that whatever else is wrong; mercy at least is right。〃

〃I'd sail to…morrow; if I could。  As for marrying her; motherher birth; mind me〃

〃Ah; boy; boy!  Are you God; to visit the sins of the parents upon the children?〃

〃Not that。  I don't mean th
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