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Poor John Braund； whose motive for entertaining the said ugly customers had probably been not treason； but a wife； seven children； and arrears of rent； did not thrive under the change from the pure air of Lundy to the pestiferous one of Exeter gaol； made infamous； but two years after （if I recollect right）； by a 〃black assizes；〃 nearly as fatal as that more notorious one at Oxford； for in it； 〃whether by the stench of the prisoners； or by a stream of foul air；〃 judge； jury； counsel； and bystanders； numbering among them many members of the best families in Devon； sickened in court； and died miserably within a few days。
John Braund； then； took the gaol…fever in a week； and died raving in that noisome den： his secret； if he had one； perished with him； and nothing but vague suspicion was left as to Rose Salterne's fate。 That she had gone off with the Spaniard； few doubted； but whither； and in what character？ On that last subject； be sure； no mercy was shown to her by many a Bideford dame； who had hated the poor girl simply for her beauty； and by many a country lady； who had 〃always expected that the girl would be brought to ruin by the absurd notice； beyond what her station had a right to； which was taken of her；〃 while every young maiden aspired to fill the throne which Rose had abdicated。 So that； on the whole； Bideford considered itself as going on as well without poor Rose as it had done with her； or even better。 And though she lingered in some hearts still as a fair dream； the business and the bustle of each day soon swept that dream away； and her place knew her no more。
And Will Cary？
He was for a while like a man distracted。 He heaped himself with all manner of superfluous reproaches； for having （as he said） first brought the Rose into disgrace； and then driven her into the arms of the Spaniard； while St。 Leger； who was a sensible man enough； tried in vain to persuade him that the fault was not his at all； that the two must have been attached to each other long before the quarrel； that it must have ended so； sooner or later； that old Salterne's harshness； rather than Cary's wrath； had hastened the catastrophe； and finally； that the Rose and her fortunes were； now that she had eloped with a Spaniard； not worth troubling their heads about。 Poor Will would not be so comforted。 He wrote off to Frank at Whitehall； telling him the whole truth； calling himself all fools and villains； and entreating Frank's forgiveness； to which he received an answer； in which Frank said that Will had no reason to accuse himself； that these strange attachments were due to a synastria； or sympathy of the stars； which ruled the destinies of each person； to fight against which was to fight against the heavens themselves； that he； as a brother of the Rose； was bound to believe； nay； to assert at the sword's point if need were； that the incomparable Rose of Torridge could make none but a worthy and virtuous choice； and that to the man whom she had honored by her affection was due on their part； Spaniard and Papist though he might be； all friendship； worship； and loyal faith for evermore。
And honest Will took it all for gospel； little dreaming what agony of despair； what fearful suspicions； what bitter prayers； this letter had cost to the gentle heart of Francis Leigh。
He showed the letter triumphantly to St。 Leger； and he was quite wise enough to gainsay no word of it； at least aloud； but quite wise enough； also； to believe in secret that Frank looked on the matter in quite a different light； however； he contented himself with saying：
〃The man is an angel as his mother is！〃 and there the matter dropped for a few days； till one came forward who had no mind to let it drop； and that was Jack Brimblecombe； now curate of Hartland town； and 〃passing rich on forty pounds a year。
〃I hope no offence； Mr。 William； but when are you and the rest going afterafter her？〃 The name stuck in his throat。
Cary was taken aback。
〃What's that to thee； Catiline the blood…drinker？〃 asked he； trying to laugh it off。
〃What？ Don't laugh at me； sir； for it's no laughing matter。 I drank that night naught worse； I expect； than red wine。 Whatever it was； we swore our oaths； Mr。 Cary； and oaths are oaths； say I。〃
〃Of course； Jack； of course； but to go to look for herand when we've found her； cut her lover's throat。 Absurd； Jack； even if she were worth looking for； or his throat worth cutting。 Tut； tut； tut〃
But Jack looked steadfastly in his face； and after some silence：
How far is it to the Caracas； then； sir？〃
〃What is that to thee； man？〃
〃Why； he was made governor thereof； I hear； so that would be the place to find her？〃
〃You don't mean to go thither to seek her？〃 shouted Cary； forcing a laugh。
〃That depends on whether I can go； sir； but if I can scrape the money together； or get a berth on board some ship； why； God's will must be done。〃
Will looked at him； to see if he had been drinking； or gone mad； but the little pigs' eyes were both sane and sober。
Will knew no answer。 To laugh at the poor fellow was easy enough； to deny that he was right； that he was a hero and cavalier； outdoing romance itself in faithfulness； not so easy； and Cary； in the first impulse； wished him at the bottom of the bay for shaming him。 Of course； his own plan of letting ill alone was the rational； prudent； irreproachable plan； and just what any gentleman in his senses would have done； but here was a vulgar； fat curate； out of his senses； determined not to let ill alone； but to do something； as Cary felt in his heart； of a far diviner stamp。
〃Well；〃 said Jack； in his stupid steadfast way； 〃it's a very bad look…out； but mother's pretty well off； if father dies； and the maidens are stout wenches enough； and will make tidy servants； please the Lord。 And you'll see that they come to no harm； Mr。 William； for old acquaintance' sake； if I never come back。〃
Cary was silent with amazement。
〃And； Mr。 William； you know me for an honest man； I hope。 Will you lend me a five pound； and take my books in pawn for them； just to help me out？〃
〃Are you mad； or in a dream？ You will never find her！〃
〃That's no reason why I shouldn't do my duty in looking for her； Mr。 William。〃
〃But； my good fellow； even if you get to the Indies； you will be clapt into the Inquisition； and burnt alive； as sure as your name is Jack。〃
〃I know that；〃 said he； in a doleful tone； 〃and a sore struggle of the flesh I have had about it； for I am a great coward； Mr。 William； a dirty coward； and always was； as you know： but maybe the Lord will take care of me； as He does of little children and drunken men； and if not； Mr。 Will； I'd sooner burn； and have it over； than go on this way any longer； I would！〃 and Jack burst out blubbering。
〃What way； my dear old lad？〃 said Will； softened as he well might be。
〃Why； notnot to know whetherwhetherwhether she's married to him or nother that I looked up to as an angel of God； as pure as the light of day； and knew she was too good for a poor pot…head like me； and prayed for her every night； God knows； that she might marry a king； if there was one fit for herand I not to know whether she's living in sin or not； Mr。 William。It's more than I can bear； and there's an end of it。 And if she is married to him they keep no faith with heretics； they can dissolve the marriage； or make away with her into the Inquisition； burn her； Mr。 Cary； as soon as burn me； the devils incarnate！〃
Cary shuddered； the fact； true and palpable as it was； had never struck him before。
〃Yes！ or make her deny her God by torments； if she hasn't done it already for love to that I know how love will make a body sell his soul； for I've been in love。 Don't you laugh at me； Mr。 Will； or I shall go mad！〃
〃God knows； I was never less inclined to laugh at you in my life； my brave old Jack。〃
〃Is it so； then？ Bless you for that word！〃 and Jack held out his hand。 〃But what will become of my soul； after my oath； if I don't seek her out； just to speak to her； to warn her； for God's sake； even if it did no good； just to set before her the Lord's curse on idolatry and Antichrist； and those who deny Him for the sake of any creature； though I can't think he would be hard on her；for who could？ But I must speak all the same。 The Lord has laid the burden on me； and done it must be。 God help me！〃
〃Jack；〃 said Cary； 〃if this is your duty； it is others'。〃
〃No； sir； I don't say that； you're a layman； but I am a deacon； and the chaplain of you all； and sworn to seek out Christ's sheep scattered up and down this naughty world； and that innocent lamb first of all。〃
〃You have sheep at Hartland； Jack； already。〃
〃There's plenty better than I will tend them； when I am gone； but none that will tend her； because none love her like me； and they won't venture。 Who will？ It can't be expected； and no shame to them？〃
〃I wonder what Amyas Leigh would say to all this； if he were at home？〃
〃Say？ He'd do。 He isn't one for talking。 He'd go through fire and water for her； you trust him； Will Cary； and call me an ass if he won't。〃
〃Will you wait； then； till he comes back； and ask him？〃
〃He may not be back for a year and more。〃
〃Hear reason； Jack。 If you will wait like a rational and patient man； instead of rushing blindfold on your ruin； something may be done。〃
〃You think so！〃
〃I cannot promise； but〃
〃But promise me one thing。 Do you tell Mr。 Frank what I sayor rather； I'll warrant； if I knew the truth； he has said the very same thing himself already。〃
〃You are out there； old man； for here is his own handwriting。〃
Jack read the letter and sighed bitterly。 〃Well； I did take him for another guess sort of fine gentleman。 Still； if my duty isn't his； it's mine all the same。 I judge no man； but I go； Mr。 Cary。〃
〃But go you shall not till Amyas returns。 As I live； I will tell your father； Jack； unless you promise； and you dare not disobey him。〃
〃I don't know even that； for conscience' sake；〃 said Jack； doubtfully。
〃At least； you stay and dine here； old fellow； and we will settle whether you are to break the fifth commandment or not； over good brewed sack。〃
Now a good dinner was （as we know） what Jack loved； and loved too oft in