"Bid Sainton offer no resistance," said Roe, instantly. "At best, you can demand fair hearing, and I will try what a bold front can do.
Remember, you are sworn volunteers for my mission to Guiana."
As well strive to stem the water then rushing up from the Nore towards London Bridge as endeavor to withstand the King"s warrant. The officer was civil, but inflexible. Sorely against the grain, both Mowbray and Sainton were manacled and led ash.o.r.e.
"Tell me, at least, whither you take them," demanded Roe. "The King hath been misled in this matter and my friends will seek prompt justice at his Majesty"s hands."
"My orders are to deliver them to the Tower," was the reply.
"Were you bidden come straight to this ship?"
There was no answer. The officer signified by a blunt gesture that he obeyed orders, but could give no information.
Surrounded by armed men and torch-bearers the unlucky youths were about to be marched off through the crowd of quay-side loiterers which had gathered owing to the presence of the soldiers--Roe was bidding them be of good cheer and all should yet go well with them--when an unexpected diversion took place.
Standing somewhat aloof from the mob were several men carrying bags and boxes. With them were two closely cloaked females, and this little party, arriving late on the scene, were apparently anxious not to attract attention. But the glare of the flambeaux fell on Roger"s tall form and revealed Mowbray by his side.
"Oh, Ann," wailed a despairing voice, "they have taken him."
Walter heard the cry, and so did Roe. They knew who it was that spoke.
Roe, with a parting pressure of Mowbray"s shoulder, strode off to comfort his sister, whilst Mowbray himself, though unable to use his hands, hustled a halberdier out of the way and cried:--
"Farewell, Mistress Roe. Though the cordon of King"s men be here, yet have I seen you, and, G.o.d willing, I shall not part from you so speedily when next we meet."
He knew that the girls, greatly daring, had slipped out with the men who carried his goods and those of Sainton. Though his heart beat with apprehension of an ignominious fate, yet it swelled with pride, too, at the thought that Eleanor had come to see him.
The guard, seeming to dread an attempted rescue, gathered nearer to their prisoners. A slight altercation took place between Roe and the officer anent the disposition of the prisoners" effects. Finally, Sir Thomas had his way, and their goods were handed over to the soldiers to be taken with them.
Then, a sharp command was given, the front rank lowered their halberds, the crowd gave way, and the party marched off towards the Tower.
Roger, by means of his great height, could see clear over the heads of the escort.
"That la.s.s must be mightily smitten with thee, Walter," he said gruffly.
"She would have fallen like a stone had not Mistress Cave caught her in her arms."
CHAPTER V
"This is the time--heaven"s maiden sentinel Hath quitted her high watch--the lesser spangles Are paling one by one."
To understand aright the mixed feelings of anger and dread which filled the minds of the prisoners as they marched through the narrow streets on their way to the Tower, it is necessary to remember how the gross corruption of the court of the first Stuart had inspired Englishmen with a scandalized disbelief in the wisdom of their sovereign. The Tudors reigned over a people who regarded even their mad temper with a half idolatrous reverence. The great poet of the splendid epoch closed by the reign of Elizabeth fittingly expressed the popular sentiment when he spoke of "the divinity that doth hedge a King." But James, a s...o...b..ring monstrosity, at once shallow and bombastic, claiming by day monarchical privileges of the most despotic nature, and presiding by night over drunken revels of the most outrageous license, had torn beyond repair the imperial mantle with which a chivalrous nation had been proud to clothe its ruler.
In the Puritan north especially was he regarded with fear and loathing.
Hence, Mowbray and Sainton, though prepared to face with a jest any odds in defense of their honor or their country, could now only look forward to an ignominious punishment, fraught with disablement if not with death itself, because they had dared to cross the path of one of the King"s favorites. It was a dismal prospect for two high-spirited youths.
"We have brought our eggs to a bad market, I trow," muttered Sainton, as the gates of the Tower clanged behind them and they halted in front of the guardroom, whilst the leader of their escort was formally handing them over to the captain of the guard.
"I fear me you were ill advised to throw in your lot with mine, Roger,"
was all that Walter could find to say.
"Nay, nay, lad, I meant no reproach. Sink or swim, we are tied by the same band. Nevertheless, "tis a pity I am parted from my staff and you from your sword."
"Here, they would but speed our end."
"Like enough, yet some should go with us."
He looked about him with such an air that the halberdiers nearest to him shrank away. Though fettered, he inspired terror. From a safer distance they surveyed him with the admiration which soldiers know how to yield to a redoubtable adversary.
The troops from Whitehall quickly gave place to a number of warders, and the two were marched off, expecting no other lot for the hour than a cold cell and a plank bed. They saw, to their surprise, that some of the men carried their belongings. This trivial fact argued a certain degree of consideration in their treatment, and their hopes rose high when they were halted a second time near the Water Gate. Soon, the sentinel stationed on the projecting bastion shouted a challenge, the chief warder hurried to his side, and, after some parley, the gate was thrown open to admit the identical boat which they had seen lying alongside the _Defiance_. Moreover, in the light of the torches carried by those on board, they now perceived that the soldiers and rowers were not King"s men but Spaniards.
The galley was brought close to the flight of steps leading down to the dark water beneath the arch, and the prisoners were bidden go aboard.
Walter hung back. The slight hope which had cheered him was dispelled by the sight of the Spanish uniforms.
"I demand fair trial by men of my own race," he cried. "Why should we be handed over to our enemies?"
He was vouchsafed no answer. Sullenly, but without delay, the warders hustled him and Roger towards the boat. They could offer no resistance.
Their wrists were manacled, and, as a further precaution, a heavy chain bound their arms to their waists. It was more dignified to submit; they and their packages were stowed in the center of the galley; the heavy gates were swung open once more, and the boat shot out into the river.
For nearly three hours they were pulled down stream. They could make nothing of the jargon of talk that went on around them. Evidently there was some joke toward anent Roger"s size, and one Spaniard prodded his ribs lightly with the b.u.t.t of his halberd, saying in broken English:--
"Roas" bif; good, eh?"
By reason of his bulk, Sainton seemed to be clumsy, though he was endowed with the agility of a deer. Suddenly lifting a foot, he planted it so violently in the pit of the Spaniard"s stomach that the humorist turned a somersault over a seat. His comrades laughed, but the man himself was enraged. He regained his feet, lifted his halberd, and would have brained Roger then and there had not another interposed his pike.
An officer interfered, and there was much furious gesticulation before the discomfited joker lowered his weapon. He shot a vengeful glance at Roger, however, and cried something which caused further merriment.
What he said was:--
"Would that I might be there when the fire is lit. You will frizzle like a whole ox."
Fortunately, the Englishmen knew not what he meant. Yet they were not long kept in ignorance of some part, at least, of the fate in store for them. The galley at last drew up under the counter of a large ship of foreign rig, lying in the tideway off Tilbury Hope. With considerable difficulty, in their bound state, Mowbray and Roger were hoisted aboard, and taken to a tiny cabin beneath the after deck.
Then there was a good deal of discussion, evidently induced by Roger"s proportions. Ultimately, a ship"s carpenter drove a couple of heavy iron staples into the deck. The big man eyed the preparations, and had it in his mind to pa.s.s some comment to Walter. Luckily, his native shrewdness stopped his tongue, else his spoken contempt for the holdfasts might have led to the adoption of other means of securing him.
Two chains, each equipped with leg manacles, were fastened to the staples, and the bolts were hammered again until the chains were immovably riveted in the center. The prisoners were locked into the leg-piece, and their remaining fetters were removed. These operations occupied some time in accomplishments. They had been on board fully half an hour before the halberdiers left them, and they did not know that a tall man, heavily cloaked, who stood behind the screen of soldiers, was furtively watching them throughout.
A sentry, with drawn sword, was stationed at the door when the others departed. The shrouded stranger imperiously motioned him aside and entered. He threw open his cloak. A tiny lantern swinging from the ceiling lit up his sallow, thin face. The piercing black eyes, hawk-like nose, and lips that met in a determined line, would have revealed his ident.i.ty had not his garments placed the matter beyond doubt. It was the Jesuit whom they had encountered in the doorway of Gondomar"s house.
He regarded them in silence for a moment. Then he smiled, and the menace of his humor was more terrible than many a man"s rage.
"You are not so bold, now that a howling crowd is not at your backs," he said, speaking English so correctly that it was clear he had dwelt many years in the country.
"It may well be that your holiness is bolder seeing we are chained to the floor," said Roger.
"Peace, fellow. I do not bandy words with your like. When you reach Spain you shall have questions enough to answer. You," he continued, fixing his sinister gaze on Walter, "you said your name was Mowbray, if I heard aright?"