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Sir　Charles　exclaimed　with　indignant　impatience；　and　turning；
strode　quickly　to　the　head　of　the　steps。

〃What　does　this　mean？〃　he　demanded。　　〃What　are　you　doing　with
that　man？　　Why　did　you　bring　him　here？〃

As　the　soldiers　straightened　to　attention；　their　prisoner　ceased
to　struggle；　and　stood　with　his　head　bent　on　his　chest。　　His
sombrero　was　pulled　down　low　across　his　forehead。

〃He　was　crawling　through　the　bushes；　Sir　Charles；〃　the　soldier
panted；　〃watching　that　gentleman；　sir；〃he　nodded　over　his
shoulder　towards　Collier。　　〃I　challenged；　and　he　jumped　to　run；
and　we　collared　him。　　He　resisted；　Sir　Charles。〃

The　mind　of　the　Governor　was　concerned　with　other　matters　than
trespassers。

〃Well；　take　him　to　the　barracks；　then；〃　he　said。　　〃Report　to
me　in　the　morning。　　That　will　do。〃

The　prisoner　wheeled　eagerly；　without　further　show　of　resistance；
and　the　soldiers　closed　in　on　him　on　either　side。　　But　as　the
three　men　moved　away　together；　their　faces；　which　had　been　in
shadow；　were　now　turned　towards　Mr。　Collier；　who　was　advancing
leisurely；　and　with　silent　footsteps；　across　the　grass。　　He　met
them　face　to　face；　and　as　he　did　so　the　prisoner　sprang　back　and
threw　out　his　arms　in　front　of　him；　with　the　gesture　of　a　man　who
entreats　silence。　　Mr。　Collier　halted　as　though　struck　to　stone；
and　the　two　men　confronted　each　other　without　moving。

〃Good　God！〃　Mr。　Collier　whispered。

He　turned　stiffly　and　slowly；　as　though　in　a　trance；　and　beckoned
to　his　wife；　who　had　followed　him。

〃Alice！〃　he　called。　　He　stepped　backwards　towards　her；　and　taking
her　hand　in　one　of　his；　drew　her　towards　the　prisoner。　　〃Here　he
is！〃　he　said。

They　heard　her　cry　〃Henry！〃　with　the　fierceness　of　a　call　for
help；　and　saw　her　rush　forward　and　stumble　into　the　arms　of
the　prisoner；　and　their　two　heads　were　bent　close　together。

Collier　ran　up　the　steps　and　explained　breathlessly。

〃And　now；〃　he　gasped；　in　conclusion；　〃what's　to　be　done？　　What's
he　arrested　for？　　Is　it　bailable？　　What？〃

〃Good　heavens！〃　exclaimed　Sir　Charles；　miserably。　　〃It　is　my
fault　entirely。　　I　assure　you　I　had　no　idea。　　How　could　I？　　But　I
should　have　known；　I　should　have　guessed　it。〃　　He　dismissed　the
sentries　with　a　gesture。　　〃That　will　do；〃　he　said。　　〃Return　to
your　posts。〃

Mr。　Collier　laughed　with　relief。

〃Then　it　is　not　serious？〃　he　asked。

〃Hehe　had　no　money；　that　was　all；〃　exclaimed　Sir　Charles。　
〃Serious？　　Certainly　not。　　Upon　my　word；　I'm　sorry〃

The　young　man　had　released　himself　from　his　sister's　embrace；　and
was　coming　towards　them；　and　Sir　Charles；　eager　to　redeem
himself；　advanced　hurriedly　to　greet　him。　　But　the　young　man　did
not　see　him；　he　was　looking　past　him　up　the　steps　to　where　Miss
Cameron　stood　in　the　shadow。

Sir　Charles　hesitated　and　drew　back。　　The　young　man　stopped　at
the　foot　of　the　steps；　and　stood　with　his　head　raised；　staring　up
at　the　white　figure　of　the　girl；　who　came　slowly　forward。

It　was　forced　upon　Sir　Charles　that　in　spite　of　the　fact　that　the
young　man　before　them　had　but　just　then　been　rescued　from　arrest；
that　in　spite　of　his　mean　garments　and　ragged　sandals；　something
about　himthe　glamour　that　surrounds　the　prodigal；　or　possibly
the　moonlightgave　him　an　air　of　great　dignity　and　distinction。

As　Miss　Cameron　descended　the　stairs；　Sir　Charles　recognized　for
the　first　time　that　the　young　man　was　remarkably　handsome；　and　he
resented　it。　　It　hurt　him；　as　did　also　the　prodigal's　youth　and
his　assured　bearing。　　He　felt　a　sudden　sinking　fear；　a　weakening
of　all　his　vital　forces；　and　he　drew　in　his　breath　slowly　and
deeply。　　But　no　one　noticed　him；　they　were　looking　at　the　tall
figure　of　the　prodigal；　standing　with　his　hat　at　his　hip　and　his
head　thrown　back；　holding　the　girl　with　his　eyes。

Collier　touched　Sir　Charles　on　the　arm；　and　nodded　his　head
towards　the　library。　　〃Come；〃　he　whispered；　〃let　us　old　people
leave　them　together。　　They've　a　good　deal　to　say。〃　　Sir　Charles
obeyed　in　silence；　and　crossing　the　library　to　the　great　oak
chair；　seated　himself　and　leaned　wearily　on　the　table　before　him。　
He　picked　up　one　of　the　goose　quills　and　began　separating　it　into
little　pieces。　　Mr。　Collier　was　pacing　up　and　down；　biting
excitedly　on　the　end　of　his　cigar。　　〃Well；　this　has
certainly　been　a　great　night；〃　he　said。　　〃And　it　is　all　due　to
you；　Sir　Charlesall　due　to　you。　　Yes；　they　have　you　to　thank
for　it。〃

〃They？　〃　said　Sir　Charles。　　He　knew　that　it　had　to　come。　　He
wanted　the　man　to　strike　quickly。

〃They？　　YesFlorence　Cameron　and　Henry；〃　Mr。　Collier　answered。　
〃Henry　went　away　because　she　wouldn't　marry　him。　　She　didn't　care
for　him　then；　but　afterwards　she　cared。　　Now　they're　reunited；
and　so　they're　happy；　and　my　wife　is　more　than　happy；　and　I　won't
have　to　bother　any　more；　and　it's　all　right；　and　all　through
you。〃

〃I　am　glad；〃　said　Sir　Charles。　　There　was　a　long　pause；　which　the
men；　each　deep　in　his　own　thoughts；　did　not　notice。

〃You　will　be　leaving　now；　I　suppose？〃　Sir　Charles　asked。　　He　was
looking　down；　examining　the　broken　pen　in　his　hand。

Mr。　Collier　stopped　in　his　walk　and　considered。　　〃Yes；　I　suppose
they　will　want　to　get　back；〃　he　said。　　〃I　shall　be　sorry　myself。　
And　you？　　What　will　you　do？〃

Sir　Charles　started　slightly。　　He　had　not　yet　thought　what　he
would　do。　　His　eyes　wandered　over　the　neglected　work；　which　had
accumulated　on　the　desk　before　him。　　Only　an　hour　before　he　had
thought　of　it　as　petty　and　little；　as　something　unworthy　of　his
energy。　　Since　that　time　what　change　had　taken　place　in　him？

For　him　everything　had　changed；　he　answered；　but　in　him　there　had
been　no　change；　and　if　this　thing　which　the　girl　had　brought　into
his　life　had　meant　the　best　in　life；　it　must　always　mean　that。　
She　had　been　an　inspiration；　she　must　remain　his　spring　of
action。　　Was　he　a　slave；　he　asked　himself；　that　he　should　rebel？　
Was　he　a　boy；　that　he　could　turn　his　love　to　aught　but　the
best　account？　　He　must　remember　her　not　as　the　woman　who　had
crushed　his　spirit；　but　as　she　who　had　helped　him；　who　had　lifted
him　up　to　something　better　and　finer。　　He　would　make　sacrifice　in
her　name；　it　would　be　in　her　name　that　he　would　rise　to　high
places　and　accomplish　much　good。

She　would　not　know　this；　but　he　would　know。

He　rose　and　brushed　the　papers　away　from　him　with　an　impatient
sweep　of　the　hand。

〃I　shall　follow　out　the　plan　of　which　I　spoke　at　dinner；〃　he
answered。　　〃I　shall　resign　here；　and　return　home　and　enter
Parliament。〃

Mr。　Collier　laughed　admiringly。　　〃I　love　the　way　you　English　take
your　share　of　public　life；〃　he　said；　〃the　way　you　spend
yourselves　for　your　country；　and　give　your　brains；　your　lives；
everything　you　haveall　for　the　empire。〃

Through　the　open　window　Sir　Charles　saw　Miss　Cameron　half　hidden
by　the　vines　of　the　veranda。　　The　moonlight　falling　about
her　transformed　her　into　a　figure　which　was　ideal；　mysterious；
and　elusive；　like　a　woman　in　a　dream。　　He　shook　his　head　wearily。

〃For　the　empire？〃　he　asked。



THE　LAST　RIDE　TOGETHER

A　SKETCH　CONTAINING　THREE　POINTS　OF　VIEW

What　the　Poet　Laureate　wrote。

　　　　〃There　are　girls　in　the　Gold　Reef　City
　　　　　　　　There　are　mothers　and　children　too！
　　　　And　they　cry　'Hurry　up　for　pity！'
　　　　　　　　So　what　can　a　brave　man　do？

　　　　〃I　suppose　we　were　wrong；　were　mad　men；
　　　　　　　　Still　I　think　at　the　Judgment　Day；
　　　　When　God　sifts　the　good　from　the　bad　men；
　　　　　　　　There'll　be　something　more　to　say。〃

What　more　the　Lord　Chief　Justice　found　to　say。


〃In　this　case　we　know　the　immediate　consequence　of　your　crime。　
It　has　been　the　loss　of　human　life；　it　has　been　the
disturbance　of　public　peace；　it　has　been　the　creation　of　a
certain　sense　of　distrust　of　public　professions　and　of　public
faith。　。　。　。　　The　sentence　of　this　Court　therefore　is　that；　as　to
you；　Leander　Starr　Jameson；　you　be　confined　for　a　period　of
fifteen　months　without　hard　labor；　that　you；　Sir　John　Willoughby；
have　ten　months'　imprisonment；　and　that　you；　etc。；　etc。〃

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　London　Times；　July　29th。

　　　　　　　　What　the　Hon。　〃Reggie〃　Blake　thought　about　it。

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　〃H。　M。　HOLLOWAY　PRISON；
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　〃July　28th。

〃I　am　going　to　keep　a　diary　while　I　am　in　prison；　that　is；　if
they　will　let　me。　　I　never　kept　one　before　because　I　hadn't　the
time；　when　I　was　home　on　leave　there　was　too　much　going　on　to
bother　about　it；　and　when　I　was　up　country　I　always　came　back
after　a　day's　riding　so　tired　that　I　was　too　sleepy　to　write
anything。　　And　now　that　I　have　the　time；　I　won't　have　anything　to
write　about。　　I　fancy　that　more　things　happened　to　me　today
than　are　likely　to　happen　again　for　the　next　eight　months；　so　I
will　make　this　day　take　up　as　much　room　in　the　diary　as　it　can。　
I　am　writing　this　on　the　back　of　the　paper　the　Warder　uses　for
his　official　reports；　while　he　is　hunting　up　cells　to　put　us　in。　
We　came　down　on　him　rather　unexpectedly　and　he　is　nervous。
　　　　
〃Of　course；　I　had　prepared　myself　for　this　after　a　fashion；
but　now　I　see　that　somehow　I　never　really　did　think　I　would　be　in
here；　and　all　my　friends　outside；　and　everything　going　on　just
the　same　as　though　I　wasn't　alive　somewhere。　　It's　like　telling
yourself　that　your　horse　can't　possibly　pull　off　a　race；　so　that
you　won't　mind　so　much　if　he　doesn't；　but　you　always　feel　just　as
bad　when　he　comes　in　a　loser。　　A　man　can't　fool　himself　into
thinking　one　way　when　he　is　hoping　the　other。
　　　　
〃But　I　am　glad　it　is　over；　and　settled。　　It　was　a　great　bore
not　knowing　your　luck　and　having　the　thing　hanging　over　your　head
every　morning　when　you　woke　up。　　Indeed　it　was　quite　a　relief
when　the　counsel　got　all　through　arguing　over　those
proclamations；　and　the　Chief　Justice　summed　up；　but　I　nearly
went　to　sleep　when　I　found　he　was　going　all　over　it　again　to　the
jury。　　I　didn't　understand　about　those　proclamations　myself　and
I'll　lay　a　fiver　the　jury　didn't　either。　　The　Colonel　said　he
didn't。　　I　couldn't　keep　my　mind　on　what　Russell　was　explaining
about；　and　I　got　to　thinking　how　much　old　Justice　Hawkins　looked
like　the　counsel　in　'Alice　in　Wonderland'　when　they　tried　the
knave　of　spades　for　stealing　the　tarts。　　He　had　just