CHAPTER XVI.

CONSPIRACY--WARNING.

Ralph was not permitted to return to the village that night--his sturdy

friend Forrester insisting upon his occupying with him the little lodge

of his own, resting on the borders of the settlement, and almost buried

in the forest. Here they conversed until a late hour, previous to

retiring; the woodman entering more largely into his own history than he

had done before. He suffered painfully from the occurrences of the day:

detailed the manner in which he had been worked upon by Munro to take

part in the more fearful transaction with the guard--how the excitement

of the approaching conflict had defeated his capacities of thought, and

led him on to the commission of so great a part of the general offence.

Touching the initial affair with the squatters, he had no compunctious

scruples. That was all fair game in his mode of thinking, and even had

blood been spilled more freely than it was, he seemed to think he should

have had no remorse. But on the subject of the murder of the guard, for

so he himself called his crime, his feeling was so intensely agonizing

that Ralph, though as much shocked as himself at the events, found it

necessary to employ sedative language, and to forbear all manner of

rebuke.

At an early hour of the morning, they proceeding in company to the

village--Forrester having to complete certain arrangements prior to his

flight; which, by the advice of Colleton, he had at once determined

upon. Such, no doubt, was the determination of many among them not

having those resources, in a familiarity with crime and criminal

associations, which were common to Munro and Rivers.

The aspect of the village was somewhat varied from its wont. Its people

were not so far gone in familiarity with occurrences like those of the

preceding day, as to be utterly insensible to their consequences; and a

chill inertness pervaded all faces, and set at defiance every endeavor

on the part of the few who had led, to put the greater number in better

spirits, either with themselves or those around them. They were men

habituated, it may be, to villanies; but of a petty description, and far

beneath that which we have just recorded. It is not, therefore, to be

wondered at, if, when the momentary impulse had passed away, they felt

numerous misgivings. They were all assembled, as on the day

before--their new allies with them--arms in their hands, but seemingly

without much disposition for their use. They sauntered unconsciously

about the village, in little groups or individually, without concert or

combination, and with suspicious or hesitating eye. Occasionally, the

accents of a single voice broke the general silence, though but for a

moment; and then, with a startling and painful influence, which imparted

a still deeper sense of gloom to the spirits of all. It appeared to come

laden with a mysterious and strange terror, and the speaker, aptly

personifying the Fear in Collins's fine "Ode on the Passions," "shrunk

from the sound himself had made."

Ralph, in company with Forrester, made his appearance among the

squatters while thus situated. Seeing them armed as on the previous day,

he was apprehensive of some new evil; and as he approached the several

stray groups, made known his apprehensions to his companion in strong

language. He was not altogether assured of Forrester's own compunction,

and the appearance of those around almost persuaded him to doubt his

sincerity.

"Why are these people assembled, Forrester--is there anything new--is

there more to be done--more bloodletting--more crime and violence--are

they still unsatisfied?"

The earnestness of the inquirer was coupled with a sternness of eye and

warmth of accent which had in them much, that, under other circumstances

and at other times, would have been sorely offensive to the sturdy

woodman; whose spirit, anything in the guise of rebuke would have been

calculated to vex. But he was burdened with thoughts at the moment,

which, in a sufficiently meritorial character, humbled him with a

scourge that lacerated at every stroke.

"God forbid, 'squire, that more harm should be done. There has been more

done already than any of us shall well get rid of. I wish to heaven I

had taken caution from you. But I was mad, 'squire, mad to the heart,

and became the willing tool of men not so mad, but more evil than I! God

forbid, sir, that there should be more harm done."

"Then why this assembly? Why do the villagers, and these ragged and

savage fellows whom you have incorporated among you--why do they lounge

about idly, with arms in their hands, and faces that still seem bent on

mischief?"

"Because, 'squire, it's impossible to do otherwise. We can't go to work,

for the life of us, if we wished to; we all feel that we have gone too

far, and those, whose own consciences do not trouble them, are yet too

much troubled by fear of the consequences to be in any hurry to take up

handspike or hammer again in this quarter of the world."

The too guilty man had indeed spoken his own and the condition of the

people among whom he lived. They could now see and feel the fruits of

that rash error which had led them on; but their consciousness came too

late for retrieval, and they now wondered, with a simplicity truly

surprising to those who know with what facility an uneducated and warm

people may be led to their own ruin, that this consciousness had not

come to them before. Ralph, attended by Forrester, advanced among the

crowd. As he did so, all eyes were turned upon him, and a sullen

conference took place, having reference to himself, between Munro and a

few of the ringleaders. This conference was brief, and as soon as it was

concluded, the landlord turned to the youth, and spoke as follows:--

"You were a witness, Mr. Colleton, of this whole transaction, and can

say whether the soldiers were not guilty of the most unprovoked assault

upon us, without reason or right."

"I can say no such thing, sir," was his reply. "On the contrary, I am

compelled to say, that a more horrible and unjustifiable transaction I

never witnessed. I must say that they were not the aggressors."

"How unjustifiable young sir?" quickly and sternly retorted the landlord

"Did you not behold us ridden down by the soldiery? did they not attack

us in our trenches--in our castle as it were? and have we not a right to

defend our castle from assailants? They took the adventure at their

peril, and suffered accordingly."

"I know not what your title may be to the grounds you have defended so

successfully, and which you have styled your castle, nor shall I stop to

inquire. I do not believe that your right either gave you possession or

authorized your defence in this cruel manner. The matter, however, is

between you and your country. My own impressions are decidedly against

you; and were I called upon for an opinion as to your mode of asserting

your pretended right, I should describe it as brutal and barbarous, and

wholly without excuse or justification, whether examined by divine or

human laws."

"A sermon, a sermon from the young preacher, come, boys, give him Old

Hundred. Really, sir, you promise almost as well as the parson you heard

yesterday; and will take lessons from him, if advised by me. But go

on--come to a finish--mount upon the stump, where you can be better seen

and heard."

The cheek of the youth glowed with indignation at the speech of the

ruffian, but he replied with a concentrated calmness that was full of

significance:--

"You mistake me greatly, sir, if you imagine I am to be provoked into

contest with you by any taunt which you can utter. I pride myself

somewhat in the tact with which I discover a ruffian, and having, at an

early period of your acquaintance, seen what you were, I can not regard

you in any other than a single point of view. Were you not what I know

you to be, whatever might have been the difference of force between us,

I should ere this have driven my dirk into your throat."

"Why, that's something like, now--that's what I call manly. You do seem

to have some pluck in you, young sir, though you might make more use of

it. I like a fellow that can feel when he's touched; and don't think a

bit the worse of you that you think ill of me, and tell me so. But

that's not the thing now. We must talk of other matters. You must answer

a civil question or two for the satisfaction of the company. We want to

know, sir, if we may apprehend any interference on your part between us

and the state. Will you tell the authorities what you saw?"

The youth made no answer to this question, but turning contemptuously

upon his heel, was about to leave the circle, around which the assembly,

in visible anxiety for his reply, was now beginning to crowd.

"Stay, young master, not so fast. You must give us some answer before

you are off. Let us know what we are to expect. Whether, if called upon

by any authority, you would reveal what you know of this business?" was

the further inquiry of Munro.

"I certainly should--every word of it. I should at once say that you

were all criminal, and describe you as the chief actor and instigator in

this unhappy affair."

The response of Colleton had been unhesitating and immediate; and having

given it, he passed through the throng and left the crowd, which,

sullenly parting, made way for him in front. Guy Rivers, in an under

tone, muttered in the ear of Munro as he left the circle:--

"That, by the eternal God, he shall never do. Are you satisfied now of

the necessity of silencing him?"

Munro simply made a sign of silence, and took no seeming note of his

departure; but his determination was made, and there was now no obstacle

in that quarter to the long-contemplated vengeance of his confederate.

While this matter was in progress among the villagers, Counsellor Pippin

vexed himself and his man Hob not a little with inquiries as to the

manner in which he should contrive to make some professional business

grow out of it. He could not well expect any of the persons concerned,

voluntarily to convict themselves; and his thoughts turned necessarily

upon Ralph as the only one on whom he could rest his desire in this

particular. We have seen with what indifferent success his own adventure

on the field of action, and when the danger was all well over, was

attended; but he had heard and seen enough to persuade himself that but

little was wanting, without appearing in the matter himself, to induce

Ralph to prosecute Rivers for the attempt upon his life, a charge which,

in his presence, he had heard him make. He calculated in this way to

secure himself in two jobs--as magistrate, to institute the initial

proceedings by which Rivers was to be brought to trial, and the expense

of which Ralph was required to pay--and, as an attorney-at-law, and the

only one of which the village might boast, to have the satisfaction of

defending and clearing the criminal.

Such being the result of his deliberations, he despatched Hob with a

note to Ralph, requesting to see him at the earliest possible moment,

upon business of the last importance. Hob arrived at the inn just at the

time when, in the court in front, Ralph, in company with the woodman,

had joined the villagers there assembled. Hob, who from long familiarity

with the habits of his master, had acquired something of a like

disposition, felt exceedingly anxious to hear what was going on; but

knowing his situation, and duly valuing his own importance as the

servant of so great a man as the village-lawyer, he conceived it

necessary to proceed with proper caution.

It is more than probable that his presence would have been unregarded

had he made his approaches freely and with confidence; but Hob was

outrageously ambitious, and mystery was delightful. He went to work in

the Indian manner, and what with occasionally taking the cover, now of a

bush, now of a pine tree, and now of a convenient hillock, Hob had got

himself very comfortably lodged in the recess of an old ditch,

originally cut to carry off a body of water which rested on what was now

in part the public mall. Becoming interested in the proceedings, and

hearing of the departure of Ralph, to whom he had been despatched, his

head gradually assumed a more elevated position--he soon forgot his

precaution, and the shoulders of the spy, neither the most diminutive

nor graceful, becoming rather too protuberant, were saluted with a smart

assault, vigorously kept up by the assailant, to whom the use of the

hickory appeared a familiar matter. Hob roared lustily, and was dragged

from his cover. The note was found upon him, and still further tended to

exaggerate the hostile feeling which the party now entertained for the

youth. Under the terrors of the lash, Hob confessed a great deal more

than was true, and roused into a part forgetfulness of their offence by

the increased prospect of its punishment, which the negro had

unhesitatingly represented as near at hand, they proceeded to the office

of the lawyer.

It was in vain that Pippin denied all the statements of his negro--his

note was thrust into his face; and without scruple, seizing upon his

papers, they consigned to the flames, deed, process, and document--all

the fair and unfair proceedings alike, of the lawyer, collected

carefully through a busy period of twenty years' litigation. They would

have proceeded in like manner to the treatment of Ralph, but that Guy

Rivers himself interposed to allay, and otherwise direct their fury. The

cunning ruffian well knew that Forrester would stand by the youth, and

unwilling to incur any risk, where the game in another way seemed so

secure, he succeeded in quieting the party, by claiming to himself the

privilege, on the part of his wounded honor, of a fair field with one

who had so grievously assailed it. Taking the landlord aside, therefore,

they discussed various propositions for taking the life of one hateful

to the one person and dangerous to them all. Munro was now not unwilling

to recognise the necessity of taking him off; and without entering into

the feelings of Rivers, which were almost entirely personal, he gave his

assent to the deed, the mode of performing which was somewhat to depend

upon circumstances. These will find their due development as we proceed.

In the meanwhile, Ralph had returned to the village-inn, encountering,

at the first step, upon entering the threshold, the person of the very

interesting girl, almost the only redeeming spirit of that

establishment. She had heard of the occurrence--as who, indeed, had

not--and the first expression of her face as her eyes met those of

Ralph, though with a smile, had in it something of rebuke for not having

taken the counsel which she had given him on his departure from the

place of prayer. With a gentleness strictly in character, he conversed

with her for some time on indifferent topics--surprised at every uttered

word from her lips--so musical, so true to the modest weaknesses of her

own, yet so full of the wisdom and energy which are the more legitimate

characteristics of the other sex. At length she brought him back to the

subject of the recent strife.

"You must go from this place, Mr. Colleton--you are not safe in this

house--in this country. You can now travel without inconvenience from

your late injuries, which do not appear to affect you; and the sooner

you are gone the better for your safety. There are those here"--and she

looked around with a studious caution as she spoke, while her voice sunk

into a whisper--"who only wait the hour and the opportunity to"--and

here her voice faltered as if she felt the imagined prospect--"to put

you to a merciless death. Believe me, and in your confident strength do

not despise my warnings. Nothing but prudence and flight can save you."

"Why," said the youth, smiling, and taking her hand in reply, "why

should I fear to linger in a region, where one so much more alive to its

sternnesses than myself may yet dare to abide? Think you, sweet Lucy,

that I am less hardy, less fearless of the dangers and the difficulties

of this region than yourself? You little know how much at this moment my

spirit is willing to encounter," and as he spoke, though his lips wore a

smile, there was a stern sadness in his look, and a gloomy contraction

of his brow, which made the expression one of the fullest melancholy.

The girl looked upon him with an eye full of a deep, though unconscious

interest. She seemed desirous of searching into that spirit which he had

described as so reckless. Withdrawing her hand suddenly, however, as if

now for the first time aware of its position, she replied hastily:--

"Yet, I pray you, Mr. Colleton, let nothing make you indifferent to the

warning I have given you. There is danger--more danger here to you than

to me--though, to me"--the tears filled in her eyes as she spoke, and

her head sunk down on her breast with an air of the saddest

self-abandonment--"there is more than death."

The youth again took her hand. He understood too well the signification

of her speech, and the sad sacrifice which it referred to; and an

interest in her fate was awakened in his bosom, which made him for a

moment forget himself and the gentle Edith of his own dreams.

"Command me, Miss Munro, though I peril my life in your behalf; say that

I can serve you in anything, and trust me to obey."

She shook her head mournfully, but without reply. Again he pressed his

services, which were still refused. A little more firmly, however, she

again urged his departure.

"My solicitations have no idle origin. Believe me, you are in danger,

and have but little time for delay. I would not thus hurry you, but that

I would not have you perish. No, no! you have been gentle and kind, as

few others have been, to the poor orphan; and, though I would still see

and hear you, I would not that you should suffer. I would rather suffer

myself."

Much of this was evidently uttered with the most childish

unconsciousness. Her mind was obviously deeply excited with her fears,

and when the youth assured her, in answer to her inquiries, that he

should proceed in the morning on his journey, she interrupted him

quickly--

"To-day--to-day--now--do not delay, I pray you. You know not the perils

which a night may bring forth."

When assured that he himself could perceive no cause of peril, and when,

with a manner sufficiently lofty, he gave her to understand that a

feeling of pride alone, if there were no other cause, would prevent a

procedure savoring so much of flight, she shook her head mournfully,

though saying nothing. In reply to his offer of service, she returned

him her thanks, but assuring him he could do her none, she retired from

the apartment.

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