speaking of another and a loftier world； the chivalrous respect and admiration for woman； and for faithfulness to womanwhat a man he was！ If he had been pleasant heretofore； he was now enchanting。 All the ladies round felt that； she could see； as much as she herself did； no； not quite as much； she hoped。 She surely understood him； and felt for his loneliness more than any of them。 Had she not been feeling for it through long and sad months？ But it was she whom he was thinking of； she whom he was speaking to； all along。 Oh； why had the tale ended so soon？ She would gladly have sat and wept her eyes out till midnight over one melodious misery after another； but she was quite wise enough to keep her secret to herself； and sat behind the rest； with greedy eyes and demure lips； full of strange and new happinessor misery； she knew not which to call it。
In the meanwhile； as it was ordained； Cary could see and hear through the window of the hall a good deal of what was going on。
〃How that Spanish crocodile ogles the Rose！〃 whispered he to young St。 Leger。
〃What wonder？ He is not the first by many a one。〃
〃Aybut By heaven； she is making side…shots at him with those languishing eyes of hers； the little baggage！〃
〃What wonder？ He is not the first； say I； and won't be the last。 Pass the wine； man。〃
〃I have had enough； between sack and singing； my head is as mazed as a dizzy sheep。 Let me slip out。〃
〃Not yet； man； remember you are bound for one song more。〃
So Cary； against his will； sat and sang another song； and in the meanwhile the party had broken up； and wandered away by twos and threes； among trim gardens and pleasaunces； and clipped yew…walks
Where west…winds with musky wing About the cedarn alleys fling Nard and cassia's balmy smells〃
admiring the beauty of that stately place； long since passed into other hands； and fallen to decay； but then （if old Prince speaks true） one of the noblest mansions of the West。
At last Cary got away and out； sober； but just enough flushed with wine to be ready for any quarrel； and luckily for him； had not gone twenty yards along the great terrace before he met Lady Grenville。
〃Has your ladyship seen Don Guzman？〃
〃Yeswhy； where is he？ He was with me not ten minutes ago。 You know he is going back to Spain。〃
〃Going！ Has his ransom come？〃
〃Yes； and with it a governorship in the Indies。〃
〃Governorship！ Much good may it do the governed。〃
〃Why not； then？ He is surely a most gallant gentleman。〃
〃Gallant enoughyes；〃 said Cary； carelessly。 〃I must find him； and congratulate him on his honors。〃
〃I will help you to find him；〃 said Lady Grenville； whose woman's eye and ear had already suspected something。 〃Escort me； sir。〃
〃It is but too great an honor to squire the Queen of Bideford；〃 said Cary； offering his hand。
〃If I am your queen； sir； I must be obeyed；〃 answered she； in a meaning tone。 Cary took the hint； and went on chattering cheerfully enough。
But Don Guzman was not to be found in garden or in pleasaunce。
〃Perhaps；〃 at last said a burgher's wife； with a toss of her head； 〃your ladyship may meet with him at Hankford's oak。〃
〃At Hankford's oak！ what should take him there？〃
〃Pleasant company； I reckon〃 （with another toss）。 〃I heard him and Mistress Salterne talking about the oak just now。〃
Cary turned pale and drew in his breath。
〃Very likely；〃 said Lady Grenville； quietly。 〃Will you walk with me so far； Mr。 Cary？〃
〃To the world's end； if your ladyship condescends so far。〃 And off they went； Lady Grenville wishing that they were going anywhere else； but afraid to let Cary go alone； and suspecting； too； that some one or other ought to go。
So they went down past the herds of deer； by a trim…kept path into the lonely dell where stood the fatal oak； and； as they went； Lady Grenville； to avoid more unpleasant talk； poured into Cary's unheeding ears the story （which he probably had heard fifty times before） how old Chief…justice Hankford （whom some contradictory myths make the man who committed Prince Henry to prison for striking him on the bench）； weary of life and sickened at the horrors and desolations of the Wars of the Roses； went down to his house at Annery there； and bade his keeper shoot any man who； passing through the deer…park at night； should refuse to stand when challenged； and then going down into that glen himself； and hiding himself beneath that oak； met willingly by his keeper's hand the death which his own dared not inflict： but ere the story was half done； Cary grasped Lady Grenville's hand so tightly that she gave a little shriek of pain。
〃There they are！〃 whispered he； heedless of her； and pointed to the oak； where； half hidden by the tall fern； stood Rose and the Spaniard。
Her head was on his bosom。 She seemed sobbing； trembling； he talking earnestly and passionately； but Lady Grenville's little shriek made them both look up。 To turn and try to escape was to confess all； and the two； collecting themselves instantly； walked towards her； Rose wishing herself fathoms deep beneath the earth。
〃Mind； sir；〃 whispered Lady Grenville as they came up； 〃you have seen nothing。〃
〃Madam？〃
〃If you are not on my ground； you are on my brother's。 Obey me！〃
Cary bit his lip； and bowed courteously to the Don。
〃I have to congratulate you； I hear； senor； on your approaching departure。〃
〃I kiss your hands； senor； in return； but I question whether it be a matter of congratulation； considering all that I leave behind。〃
〃So do I；〃 answered Cary； bluntly enough； and the four walked back to the house； Lady Grenville taking everything for granted with the most charming good humor； and chatting to her three silent companions till they gained the terrace once more； and found four or five of the gentlemen； with Sir Richard at their head； proceeding to the bowling…green。
Lady Grenville； in an agony of fear about the quarrel which she knew must come； would have gladly whispered five words to her husband： but she dared not do it before the Spaniard； and dreaded； too； a faint or a scream from the Rose； whose father was of the party。 So she walked on with her fair prisoner； commanding Cary to escort them in； and the Spaniard to go to the bowling…green。
Cary obeyed： but he gave her the slip the moment she was inside the door； and then darted off to the gentlemen。
His heart was on fire： all his old passion for the Rose had flashed up again at the sight of her with a lover；and that lover a Spaniard！ He would cut his throat for him； if steel could do it！ Only he recollected that Salterne was there； and shrank from exposing Rose； and shrank； too； as every gentleman should； from making a public quarrel in another man's house。 Never mind。 Where there was a will there was a way。 He could get him into a corner； and quarrel with him privately about the cut of his beard； or the color of his ribbon。 So in he went； and； luckily or unluckily； found standing together apart from the rest； Sir Richard； the Don； and young St。 Leger。
〃Well； Don Guzman； you have given us wine…bibbers the slip this afternoon。 I hope you have been well employed in the meanwhile？〃
〃Delightfully to myself； senor；〃 said the Don； who； enraged at being interrupted； if not discovered； was as ready to fight as Cary； but disliked； of course； an explosion as much as he did； 〃and to others； I doubt not。〃
〃So the ladies say；〃 quoth St。 Leger。 〃He has been making them all cry with one of his stories； and robbing us meanwhile of the pleasure we had hoped for from some of his Spanish songs。〃
〃The devil take Spanish songs！〃 said Cary； in a low voice； but loud enough for the Spaniard。 Don Guzman clapt his hand on his sword… hilt instantly。
〃Lieutenant Cary；〃 said Sir Richard； in a stern voice； 〃the wine has surely made you forget yourself！〃
〃As sober as yourself； most worshipful knight； but if you want a Spanish song； here's one； and a very scurvy one it is； like its subject
〃Don Desperado Walked on the Prado； And there he met his enemy。 He pulled out a knife； a； And let out his life； a； And fled for his own across the sea。〃
And he bowed low to the Spaniard。
The insult was too gross to require any spluttering。
〃Senor Cary； we meet？〃
〃I thank your quick apprehension； Don Guzman Maria Magdalena Sotomayor de Soto。 When； where； and with what weapons？〃
〃For God's sake； gentlemen！ Nephew Arthur； Cary is your guest； do you know the meaning of this？〃
St。 Leger was silent。 Cary answered for him。
〃An old Irish quarrel； I assure you； sir。 A matter of years' standing。 In unlacing the senor's helmet； the evening that he was taken prisoner； I was unlucky enough to twitch his mustachios。 You recollect the fact； of course； senor？〃
〃Perfectly；〃 said the Spaniard； and then； half…amused and half… pleased； in spite of his bitter wrath； at Cary's quickness and delicacy in shielding Rose； he bowed； and
〃And it gives me much pleasure to find that he whom I trust to have the pleasure of killing tomorrow morning is a gentleman whose nice sense of honor renders him thoroughly worthy of the sword of a De Soto。〃
Cary bowed in return； while Sir Richard； who saw plainly enough that the excuse was feigned； shrugged his shoulders。
〃What weapons； senor？〃 asked Will again。
〃I should have preferred a horse and pistols；〃 said Don Guzman after a moment； half to himself； and in Spanish； 〃they make surer work of it than bodkins； but〃 （with a sigh and one of his smiles） 〃beggars must not be choosers。〃
〃The best horse in my stable is at your service； senor；〃 said Sir Richard Grenville； instantly。
〃And in mine also； senor；〃 said Cary； 〃and I shall be happy to allow you a week to train him； if he does not answer at first to a Spanish hand。〃
〃You forget in your courtesy； gentle sir； that the insult being with me； the time lies with me also。 We wipe it off to…morrow morning with simple rapiers and daggers。 Who is your second？〃
〃Mr。 Arthur St。 Leger here； senor： who is yours？〃
The Spaniard felt himself alone in the world for one moment； and then answered with another of his smiles；
〃Your nation possesses the soul of honor。 He who fights an Englis