continuing to ascend alone, the other, followed by the waiting-maids,

descending the corridor to the right.

Dick mounted with a swift foot, and holding to the corner, thrust forth

his head and followed the three women with his eyes. Without turning or

looking behind them, they continued to descend the corridor.

"It is right well," thought Dick. "Let me but know my Lady Brackley's

chamber, and it will go hard an I find not Dame Hatch upon an errand."

And just then a hand was laid upon his shoulder, and, with a bound and a

choked cry, he turned to grapple his assailant.

He was somewhat abashed to find, in the person whom he had so roughly

seized, the short young lady in the furs. She, on her part, was shocked

and terrified beyond expression, and hung trembling in his grasp.

"Madam," said Dick, releasing her, "I cry you a thousand pardons; but I

have no eyes behind, and, by the mass, I could not tell ye were a maid."

The girl continued to look at him, but, by this time, terror began to be

succeeded by surprise, and surprise by suspicion. Dick, who could read

these changes on her face, became alarmed for his own safety in that

hostile house.

"Fair maid," he said, affecting easiness, "suffer me to kiss your hand,

in token ye forgive my roughness, and I will even go."

The Black Arrow