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already has no bottom； and if he refused； we would take one； for the
captain is my friend。 And I have some little store set by； it came to
me from my mother。〃
〃You ask much；〃 she said； 〃all a woman has； my life； perchance； as
well。 Yet there it is； I'll go because I'm a fool； Hugh； and； as it
chances； you are more to me than aught； and I hate this fine French
lord。 I tell you I sicken at his glance and shiver when he touches me。
Why； if he came too near I should murder him and be hanged。 I'll go；
though God alone knows the end of it。〃
〃Our purpose being honest； the end will be good； Eve； though perhaps
before all is done we may often think it evil。 And now let's away；
though I wish that you were dressed in another colour。〃
〃Red Eve they name me； and red is my badge； because it suits my dark
face best。 Cavil not at my robe； Hugh； for it is the only dowry you
will get with Eve Clavering。 How shall we go？ By the Walberswick
ferry？ You have no horses。〃
〃Nay； but I have a skiff hidden in the reeds five miles furlongs off。
We must keep to the heath above Walberswick； for there they might know
your red cloak even after dark； and I would not have you seen till we
are safe with Sir Arnold in the Preceptory。 Mother of Heaven！ what is
that？〃
〃A peewit； no more；〃 she answered indifferently。
〃Nay； it is my man Dick； calling like a peewit。 That is his sign when
trouble is afoot。 Ah； here he comes。〃
As he spoke a tall； gaunt man appeared； advancing towards them。 His
gait was a shambling trot that seemed slow； although； in truth； he was
covering the ground with extraordinary swiftness。 Moreover； he moved
so silently that even on the frost…held soil his step could not be
heard； and so carefully that not a reed stirred as he threaded in and
out among their clumps like an otter； his head crouched down and his
long bow pointed before him as though it were a spear。 Half a minute
more； and he was before thema very strange man to see。 His years
were not so many； thirty perhaps； and yet his face looked quite old
because of its lack of colouring； its thinness； and the hard lines
that marked where the muscles ran down to the tight； straight mouth
and up to the big forehead； over which hung hair so light that at a
little distance he seemed ashen…grey。 Only in this cold； rocky face；
set very far apart； were two pale…blue eyes； which just now； when he
chose to lift their lids that generally kept near together； as though
he were half asleep； were full of fire and quick cunning。
Reaching the pair； this strange fellow dropped to his knee and raised
his cap to Eve； the great lady of the ClaveringsRed Eve； as they
called her through that country…side。 Then he spoke； in a low； husky
voice：
〃They're coming； master！ You and your mistress must to earth unless
you mean to face them in the open；〃 and the pale eyes glittered as he
tapped his great black bow。
〃Who are coming； Dick？ Be plain； man！〃
〃Sir John Clavering； my lady's father； young John； my lady's brother；
the fine French lord who wears a white swan for a crest； three of the
nights； his companions； and sixno sevenmen…at…arms。 Also from the
other side of the grieve； Thomas of Kessland； and with him his marsh
men and verderers。〃
〃And what are they coming for？〃 he asked again。 〃Have they hounds； and
hawk on wrist？〃
〃Nay； but they have swords and knife on thigh；〃 and he let his pale
eyes fall on Eve。
〃Oh； have done！〃 she broke in。 〃They come to take me； and I'll not be
taken！ They come to kill you； and I'll not see you slain and live。 I
had words with my father this morning about the Frenchman and； I fear；
let out the truth。 He told me then that ere the Dunwich roses bloomed
again she who loved you would have naught but bones to kiss。 Dick； you
know the fen； where can we hide till nightfall？〃
〃Follow me；〃 said the man； 〃and keep low！〃
Plunging into the dense brake of reeds； through which he glided like a
polecat； Dick led them over ground whereon； save in times of hard
frost； no man could tread； heading toward the river bank。 For two
hundred paces or more they went thus； till； quite near to the lip of
the stream； they came to a patch of reeds higher and thicker than the
rest； in the centre of which was a little mound hid in a tangle of
scrub and rushes。 Once； perhaps a hundred or a thousand years before；
some old marsh dweller had lived upon this mound； or been buried in
it。 At any rate； on its southern side； hidden by reeds and a withered
willow； was a cavity of which the mouth could not be seen that might
have been a chamber for the living or the dead。
Thrusting aside the growths that masked it； Dick bade them enter and
lie still。
〃None will find us here；〃 he said as he lifted up the reeds behind
them； 〃unless they chance to have hounds； which I did not see。 Hist！
be still； they come！〃
CHAPTER II
THE FIGHT BY THE RIVER
For a while Hugh and Eve heard nothing； but Grey Dick's ears were
sharper than theirs； quick as these might be。 About half a minute
later； however； they caught the sound of horses' hoofs ringing on the
hard earth； followed by that of voices and the crackle of breaking
reeds。
Two of the speakers appeared and pulled up their horses near by in a
dry hollow that lay between them and the river bank。 Peeping between
the reeds that grew about the mouth of the earth…dwelling； Eve saw
them。
〃My father and the Frenchman；〃 she whispered。 〃Look！〃 And she slid
back a little so that Hugh might see。
Peering through the stems of the undergrowth； set as it were in a
little frame against the red and ominous sky； the eyes of Hugh de
Cressi fell upon Sir Edmund Acour； a gallant； even a splendid…looking
knightthat was his first impression of him。 Broad shouldered；
graceful； in age neither young nor old； clean featured； quick eyed；
with a mobile mouth and a little； square…cut beard； soft and languid
voiced； black haired； richly dressed in a fur robe； and mounted on a
fine black horse； such was the man。
Staring at Acour； and remembering that he； too； loved Red Eve； Hugh
grew suddenly ashamed。 How could a mere merchant compare himself with
this magnificent lord； this high…bred； many…titled favourite of courts
and of fortune？ How could he rival him； he who had never yet travelled
a hundred miles from the place where he was born； save once； when he
sailed on a trading voyage to Calais？ As well might a hooded crow try
to match a peregrine that swooped to snatch away the dove from beneath
its claws。 Yes； he； Hugh； was the grey crow； Eve was the dove whom he
had captured； and yonder shifty…eyed Count was the fleet； fierce
peregrine who soon would tear out his heart and bear the quarry far
away。 Hugh shivered a little as the thought struck him； not with fear
for himself； but at the dread of that great and close bereavement。
The girl at his side felt the shiver； and her mind； quickened by love
and peril； guessed its purport。 She said nothing； for words were
dangerous； only turning her beautiful face she pressed her lips upon
her lover's hand。 It was her message to him； thereby； as he knew well；
humble as he might be； she acknowledged him her lord forever。 I am
with you； said that kiss。 Have no fear； in life or in death none shall
divide us。 He looked at her with grateful eyes； and would have spoken
had she not placed her hand upon his mouth and pointed。
Acour was speaking in English； which he used with a strong French
accent。
〃Well； we do not find your beautiful runaway； Sir John；〃 he said； in a
clear and cultivated voice； 〃and although I am not vain； for my part I
cannot believe that she has come to such a place as this to meet a
merchant's clerk； she who should company with kings。〃
〃Yet I fear it is so； Sir Edmund；〃 answered Sir John Clavering； a
stout； dark man of middle age。 〃This girl of mine is very heady； as I
give warning you will find out when she is your wife。 For years she
has set her fancy upon Hugh de Cressi； yes； since they were boy and
girl together； as I think； and while he lives I doubt she'll never
change it。〃
〃While he livesthen why should he continue to live； Sir John？〃 asked
the Count indifferently。 〃Surely the world will not miss a chapman's
son！〃
〃The de Cressis are my kin； although I hate them； Sir Edmund。 Also
they are rich and powerful； and have many friends in high places。 If
this young man died by my command it would start a blood feud of which
none can tell the end； for； after all； he is nobly born。〃
〃Then； Sir John； he shall die by mine。 No； not at my own hands； since
I do not fight with traders。 But I have those about me who are pretty
swordsmen and know how to pick a quarrel。 Before a week is out there
will be a funeral in Dunwich。〃
〃I know nothing of your men； and do not want to hear of their
quarrels； past or future；〃 said Sir John testily。
〃Of course not；〃 answered the Count。 〃I pray you； forget my words。
Name of God！ what an accursed and ill…omened spot is this。 I feel as
though I were standing by my own graveit came upon me suddenly。〃 And
he shivered and turned pale。
Dick lifted his bow； but Hugh knocked the arrow aside ere he c