A Jacobite Exile | Page 8

leap through
the window, when Charlie exclaimed:
"It is I, father. I have caught a fellow listening at the window, and have
just knocked him down."
"Well done, my boy!
"Bring lights, please, gentlemen. Let us see what villain we have got
here."

But, as he spoke, Charlie's head suddenly disappeared, and a sharp
exclamation broke from him, as he felt his ankles grasped and his feet
pulled from under him. He came down with such a crash that, for a
moment, he was unable to rise. He heard a rustling in the bushes, and
then his father leapt down beside him.
"Where are you, my boy? Has the scoundrel hurt you?"
"He has given me a shake," Charlie said as he sat up; "and, what is
worse, I am afraid he has got away."
"Follow me, gentlemen, and scatter through the gardens," Sir
Marmaduke roared. "The villain has escaped!"
For a few minutes, there was a hot pursuit through the shrubbery and
gardens, but nothing was discovered. Charlie had been so shaken that
he was unable to join the pursuit, but, having got on to his feet,
remained leaning against the wall until his father came back.
"He has got away, Charlie. Have you any idea who he was?"
"It was Nicholson, father. At least, I am almost certain that it was him.
It was too dark to see his face. I could see the outline of his head
against the window, and he had on a cap with a cock's feather which I
had noticed the man wore."
"But how came you here, Charlie?"
"I will tell you that afterwards, father. Don't ask me now."
For, at this moment, some of the others were coming up. Several of
them had torches, and, as they approached, Sir Marmaduke saw
something lying on the ground under the window. He picked it up.
"Here is the fellow's cap," he said. "You must have hit him a shrewd
blow, Charlie, for here is a clean cut through the cloth, and a patch of
fresh blood on the white lining. How did he get you down, lad?"
"He fell so suddenly, when I hit him, that I thought I had either killed

or stunned him; but of course I had not, for it was but a moment after,
when I was speaking to you, that I felt my ankles seized, and I went
down with a crash. I heard him make off through the bushes; but I was,
for the moment, almost dazed, and could do nothing to stop him."
"Was the window open when he came?"
"Yes, sir, two or three inches."
"Then it was evidently a planned thing.
"Well, gentlemen, we may as well go indoors. The fellow is well out of
our reach now, and we may be pretty sure he will never again show his
face here. Fortunately he heard nothing, for the serving men had but
just left the room, and we had not yet begun to talk."
"That is true enough, Sir Marmaduke," one of the others said. "The
question is: how long has this been going on?"
Sir Marmaduke looked at Charlie.
"I know nothing about it, sir. Till now, I have not had the slightest
suspicion of this man. It occurred to me, this afternoon, that it might be
possible for anyone to hear what was said inside the room, by listening
at the windows; and that this shrubbery would form a very good shelter
for an eavesdropper. So I thought, this evening I would take up my
place here, to assure myself that there was no traitor in the household. I
had been here but five minutes when the fellow stole quietly up, and
placed his ear at the opening of the casement, and you may be sure that
I gave him no time to listen to what was being said."
"Well, we had better go in," Sir Marmaduke said. "There is no fear of
our being overheard this evening.
"Charlie, do you take old Banks aside, and tell him what has happened,
and then go with him to the room where that fellow slept, and make a
thorough search of any clothes he may have left behind, and of the
room itself. Should you find any papers or documents, you will, of

course, bring them down to me."
But the closest search, by Charlie and the old butler, produced no
results. Not a scrap of paper of any kind was found, and Banks said that
he knew the man could neither read nor write.
The party below soon broke up, considerable uneasiness being felt, by
all, at the incident of the evening. When the last of them had left,
Charlie was sent for.
"Now, then, Charlie, let me hear how all this came about. I know