The ship laboureth--the sea is grievous and contrary," replied the lad;

and by what I can learn of my fellow that steereth us, we shall do well,

indeed, if we come dryshod to land."

Ha!" said the baron, gloomily, "thus shall every terror attend upon the

passage of my soul! Sir, pray rather to live hard, that ye may die easy,

than to be fooled and fluted all through life, as to the pipe and tabor,

and, in the last hour, be plunged among misfortunes! Howbeit, I have

that upon my mind that must not be delayed. We have no priest aboard?"

"None," replied Dick.

"Here, then, to my secular interests," resumed Lord Foxham: "ye must be

as good a friend to me dead, as I found you a gallant enemy when I was

living. I fall in an evil hour for me, for England, and for them that

trusted me. My men are being brought by Hamley--he that was your rival;

they will rendezvous in the long holm at Holywood; this ring from off my

finger will accredit you to represent mine orders; and I shall write,

besides, two words upon this paper, bidding Hamley yield to you the

damsel. Will he obey? I know not."

"But, my lord, what orders?" inquired Dick.

"Ay," quoth the baron, "ay--the orders;" and he looked upon Dick with

hesitation. "Are ye Lancaster or York?" he asked, at length.

I shame to say it," answered Dick, "I can scarce clearly answer. But so

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