eld； the immolation of the Moors； the extermination of the West Indians； the fantastic horrors of the Piedmontese persecution； which make unreadable the too truthful pages of Morland；these were the spectres； which； not as now； dim and distant through the mist of centuries； but recent； bleeding from still gaping wounds； flitted before the eyes of every Englishman； and filled his brain and heart with fire。
He knew full well the fate in store for him and his。 One false step； and the unspeakable doom which； not two generations afterwards； befell the Lutherans of Magdeburg； would have befallen every town from London to Carlisle。 All knew the hazard； as they prayed that day； and many a day before and after； throughout England and the Netherlands。 And none knew it better than she who was the guiding spirit of that devoted land； and the especial mark of the invaders' fury； and who； by some Divine inspiration （as men then not unwisely held）； devised herself the daring stroke which was to anticipate the coming blow。
But where is Amyas Leigh all this while？ Day after day he has been seeking the Sta。 Catharina in the thickest of the press； and cannot come at her； cannot even hear of her： one moment he dreads that she has sunk by night； and balked him of his prey； the next； that she has repaired her damages； and will escape him after all。 He is moody； discontented； restless； even （for the first time in his life） peevish with his men。 He can talk of nothing but Don Guzman； he can find no better employment； at every spare moment； than taking his sword out of the sheath； and handling it； fondling it； talking to it even； bidding it not to fail him in the day of vengeance。 At last； he has sent to Squire； the armorer； for a whetstone； and； half…ashamed of his own folly； whets and polishes it in bye…corners； muttering to himself。 That one fixed thought of selfish vengeance has possessed his whole mind； he forgets England's present need； her past triumph； his own safety； everything but his brother's blood。 And yet this is the day for which he has been longing ever since he brought home that magic horn as a fifteen years boy； the day when he should find himself face to face with an invader； and that invader Antichrist himself。 He has believed for years with Drake； Hawkins； Grenville； and Raleigh； that he was called and sent into the world only to fight the Spaniard： and he is fighting him now； in such a cause； for such a stake； within such battle…lists； as he will never see again： and yet he is not content； and while throughout that gallant fleet； whole crews are receiving the Communion side by side； and rising with cheerful faces to shake hands； and to rejoice that they are sharers in Britain's Salamis； Amyas turns away from the holy elements。
〃I cannot communicate； Sir John。 Charity with all men？ I hate； if ever man hated on earth。〃
〃You hate the Lord's foes only； Captain Leigh。〃
〃No； Jack； I hate my own as well。〃
〃But no one in the fleet； sir？〃
〃Don't try to put me off with the same Jesuit's quibble which that false knave Parson Fletcher invented for one of Doughty's men； to drug his conscience withal when he was plotting against his own admiral。 No； Jack； I hate one of whom you know； and somehow that hatred of him keeps me from loving any human being。 I am in love and charity with no man； Sir John Brimblecombenot even with you！ Go your ways in God's name； sir！ and leave me and the devil alone together； or you'll find my words are true。〃
Jack departed with a sigh； and while the crew were receiving the Communion on deck； Amyas sate below in the cabin sharpening his sword； and after it； called for a boat and went on board Drake's ship to ask news of the Sta。 Catharina； and listened scowling to the loud chants and tinkling bells； which came across the water from the Spanish fleet。 At last； Drake was summoned by the lord admiral； and returned with a secret commission； which ought to bear fruit that night； and Amyas； who had gone with him； helped him till nightfall； and then returned to his own ship as Sir Amyas Leigh； Knight； to the joy and glory of every soul on board； except his moody self。
So there； the livelong summer Sabbath…day； before the little high… walled town and the long range of yellow sandhills； lie those two mighty armaments； scowling at each other； hardly out of gunshot。 Messenger after messenger is hurrying towards Bruges to the Duke of Parma； for light craft which can follow these nimble English somewhat better than their own floating castles； and； above all； entreating him to put to sea at once with all his force。 The duke is not with his forces at Dunkirk； but on the future field of Waterloo； paying his devotions to St。 Mary of Halle in Hainault； in order to make all sure in his Pantheon； and already sees in visions of the night that gentle…souled and pure…lipped saint； Cardinal Allen； placing the crown of England on his head。 He returns for answer； first； that his victual is not ready； next； that his Dutch sailors； who have been kept at their post for many a week at the sword's point； have run away like water； and thirdly； that over and above all； he cannot come； so 〃strangely provided of great ordnance and musketeers are those five…and…thirty Dutch ships； in which round…sterned and stubborn…hearted heretics watch； like terriers at a rat's hole； the entrance of Nieuwport and Dunkirk。 Having ensured the private patronage of St。 Mary of Halle； he will return to…morrow to make experience of its effects： but only hear across the flats of Dixmude the thunder of the fleets； and at Dunkirk the open curses of his officers。 For while he has been praying and nothing more； the English have been praying； and something more； and all that is left for the Prince of Parma is； to hang a few purveyors； as peace offerings to his sulking army； and then 〃chafe；〃 as Drake says of him； 〃like a bear robbed of her whelps。〃
For Lord Henry Seymour has brought Lord Howard a letter of command from Elizabeth's self； and Drake has been carrying it out so busily all that Sunday long； that by two o'clock on the Monday morning； eight fire…ships 〃besmeared with wild…fire； brimstone； pitch； and resin； and all their ordnance charged with bullets and with stones；〃 are stealing down the wind straight for the Spanish fleet； guided by two valiant men of Devon； Young and Prowse。 （Let their names live long in the land！） The ships are fired； the men of Devon steal back； and in a moment more； the heaven is red with glare from Dover Cliffs to Gravelines Tower； and weary…hearted Belgian boors far away inland； plundered and dragooned for many a hideous year； leap from their beds； and fancy （and not so far wrongly either） that the day of judgment is come at last； to end their woes； and hurl down vengeance on their tyrants。
And then breaks forth one of those disgraceful panics； which so often follow overweening presumption； and shrieks； oaths； prayers； and reproaches； make night hideous。 There are those too on board who recollect well enough Jenebelli's fire…ships at Antwerp three years before； and the wreck which they made of Parma's bridge across the Scheldt。 If these should be like them！ And cutting all cables； hoisting any sails； the Invincible Armada goes lumbering wildly out to sea； every ship foul of her neighbor。
The largest of the four galliasses loses her rudder； and drifts helpless to and fro； hindering and confusing。 The duke； having （so the Spaniards say） weighed his anchor deliberately instead of leaving it behind him； runs in again after awhile； and fires a signal for return： but his truant sheep are deaf to the shepherd's pipe； and swearing and praying by turns； he runs up Channel towards Gravelines picking up stragglers on his way； who are struggling as they best can among the flats and shallows： but Drake and Fenner have arrived as soon as he。 When Monday's sun rises on the quaint old castle and muddy dykes of Gravelines town； the thunder of the cannon recommences； and is not hushed till night。 Drake can hang coolly enough in the rear to plunder when he thinks fit； but when the battle needs it； none can fight more fiercely； among the foremost； and there is need now； if ever。 That Armada must never be allowed to re…form。 If it does； its left wing may yet keep the English at bay； while its right drives off the blockading Hollanders from Dunkirk port； and sets Parma and his flotilla free to join them； and to sail in doubled strength across to the mouth of Thames。
So Drake has weighed anchor； and away up Channel with all his squadron； the moment that he saw the Spanish fleet come up； and with him Fenner burning to redeem the honor which； indeed； he had never lost； and ere Fenton； Beeston； Crosse； Ryman； and Lord Southwell can join them； the Devon ships have been worrying the Spaniards for two full hours into confusion worse confounded。
But what is that heavy firing behind them？ Alas for the great galliasse！ She lies； like a huge stranded whale； upon the sands where now stands Calais pier； and Amyas Preston； the future hero of La Guayra； is pounding her into submission； while a fleet of hoys and drumblers look on and help； as jackals might the lion。
Soon； on the south…west horizon； loom up larger and larger two mighty ships； and behind them sail on sail。 As they near a shout greets the Triumph and the Bear； and on and in the lord high admiral glides stately into the thickest of the fight。
True； we have still but some three…and…twenty ships which can cope at all with some ninety of the Spaniards： but we have dash； and daring； and the inspiration of utter need。 Now； or never； must the mighty struggle be ended。 We worried them off Portland； we must rend them in pieces now； and in rushes ship after ship； to smash her broadsides through and through the wooden castles； 〃sometimes not a pike's length asunder；〃 and then out again to re…load； and give place meanwhile to another。 The smaller are fighting with all sails set； the few larger； who； once in； are careless about coming out again； fight with top…sails loose； and their main and foreyards close down on deck； to prevent being boarded。 The duke； Oquenda； and Recalde； having with much ado got clear of the shallows； bear the brunt of the fight to seaward；