"What was the cause?" the girl asked, faintly. "Tell me how he came by the blow."
There was no sound for a while but the whirling of wheels and the ringing of the horses" feet over cobble-stones.
"I will tell thee, though "tis not easy for either thou nor I.
""Twas the players" night at "The Mermaid," and there was a lot of us gathered. Marry! Ben Jonson and Master Shakespeare, Beaumont and Keene. I need not give thee names, for there were men from "The Rose"
playhouse and "The Swan." "Twas a gay company and a rare. Ay!
Sherwood was there for half an hour, though he was overgrave and distraught, it seemed to me. They would have him sing "Drink to me only with thine eyes." "Fore Heaven, I will remember it till I die."
"Nick Berwick," she said. "Oh! what of him?"
"Ay! he was there; he came in with Master Will Shakespeare, and he sat aside--not speaking to any, watching and listening. He was there when the party had thinned out, still silent. I mind his face, "twas white as death at a feast. Not half an hour ago--an" there were but ten of us left--a man--one from "The Rose," they told me--I knew him not by sight--leaped to a chair and, with a goblet filled and held high, called out to the rest--
""Come," he cried above the noise of our voices. "Come, another toast!
Come, merry gentlemen, each a foot on the table! I drink to a new beauty. For as I live "twas no man, but a maid, who was on the boards at Blackfriars i" the new play, and the name o" her----""
The girl caught her breath--"Darby!--Darby!"
"Nay, he said no more, sweet; for Nick Berwick caught him and swung him to the floor."
""Thou dost lie!" he cried. "Take back thy words before I make thee."
While he spoke he shook the fellow violently, then on a sudden loosened his hold. As he did so, the player drew a poniard from its sheath at his hip, sprang forward, and struck Berwick full i" the throat. That is all," Thornbury said, his voice dropping, "save that he asked incessantly for thee, Deb, ere he fainted."
The coach stopped before a house where the lights burned brightly.
Opening the door they entered a low, long room with rafters and wainscoting of dark wood. In the centre of it was a huge table, in disorder of flagons and dishes. The place was blue with smoke, and overheated, for a fire yet burned in the great fireplace. On a settle lay a man, his throat heavily bound with linen, and by him was a physician of much fame in London, and one who had notable skill in surgery.
Debora went swiftly toward them with outstretched hands.
"Oh! Nick! Nick!" she said, with a little half-stifled cry. "Oh!
Nick, is"t thou?"
"Why, "twas like thee to come," he answered, eagerly, raising up on his elbow. ""Twill make it easier for me, Deb--an" I go. Come nearer, come close."
The physician lowered him gently back and spoke with soft sternness.
"Have a care, good gentleman," he said. "We have stopped the bleeding, and would not have it break out afresh. Thy life depends upon thy stillness." So saying, he withdrew a little.
"Oh! move not, Nick," said the girl, slipping to the floor beside him and leaning against the oaken seat; "neither move nor speak. I will keep watch beside thee. But why did"st deny it or say aught? "Twould have been better that the whole o" London knew than this! Nay, answer me not," she continued, fearfully; "thou may not speak or lift a finger."
Berwick smiled faintly, "Ah! sweet," he said, pausing between the words, "I would not have thy name on every tongue--but would silence them all--an" I had lives enough. Yet thou wert in truth upon the stage at Blackfriars--in Will Shakespeare"s play--though I denied it!"
"Yes," said Deb, softly, "but "twas of necessity. We will think no more of it. It breaks my heart to see thee here, Nick," she ended, with quivering lips, her eyes wide and pitiful.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "It breaks my heart to see thee here, Nick"]
"Now that need not trouble thee," answered the man, a light breaking over his gray, drawn face. ""Fore Heaven, I mind it not."
"Thou wilt be better soon," said the girl. "I will have it so, Nick.
I will not have thee die for this."
"Dost remember what I asked thee last Christmas, Deb?"
"Yes," she said, not meeting his eyes.
"Wilt kiss me now, Deb?"
For answer she stooped down and laid her lips to his, then rose and stood beside him.
"Ah! Deb," he said, looking up at her adoringly. ""Twill be something to remember--should I live--an" if not, well--"tis not every man who dies with a kiss on his lips."
"Thou must not talk," she said.
"No," he answered, faintly, "nor keep thee. Yet promise me one thing."
"What would"st have me promise?"
"That thou wilt return on the morrow to Shottery. London is no place for thee now."
"I will go," answered the girl; "though I would fain take care of thee here, Nick."
"That thou must not think of," he replied. "I will fare--as G.o.d wills.
Go thou home to Shottery."
The physician crossed over to them and laid his white fingers on Berwick"s wrist.
"Thou dost seem set upon undoing my work," he said. "Art so over-ready to die, Master Berwick? One more swoon like the last and thou would"st sleep on."
"He will talk no more, good Doctor," said Debora, hastily. "Ah! thou wilt be kind to him, I pray thee? And now I will away, as "tis best, but my brother will stay, and carry out thy orders. Nay, Nick, thou must not even say good-bye or move thy lips. I will go back to Dame Blossom quite safely in the coach."
"An" to Shottery on the morrow?" he whispered.
"Ay!" she said, looking at him with tear-blinded eyes, "as thou wilt have it so."
CHAPTER X
X
It was early morning of the next day and Debora Thornbury was in the upper room at Mistress Blossom"s house. She folded one garment after another and laid them away in the little trunk that had come with her from home.
Darby entered the room before she had finished, and threw himself wearily into a chair.
"Thou hast brought news," she said, eagerly; "he is better--or----"
"Nay, there is no great change. The Leech is still with him and makes no sign; yet I fancy he hath a shade of hope, for no further hemorrhage hath occurred. Nick sent me back to thee; he would not be denied."