There were the orange wenches to quiz--plaguey sharp of tongue the hussies are, too--and there were the vizards of the pit, whose little black masks did invite inquiry, and there were the beauties of the town and the toasts of the Court, all fair mark for our quizzing-glasses. Play, indeed! S'bud, we had something better to do than to listen to alexandrines or weigh the merits of hexameters! 'Tis true that if La Jeune were dancing, or if Mrs. Bracegirdle or Mrs. Oldfield came upon the boards, we would hum and clap, but it was the fine woman that we applauded rather than the actress.'
'And when the play was over you went doubtless to supper and so to bed?'
'To supper, certainly. Sometimes to the Rhenish House, sometimes to Pontack's in Abchurch Lane. Every one had his own taste in that matter. Then there were dice and cards at the Groom Porter's or under the arches at Covent Garden, piquet, passage, hazard, primero--what you choose. After that you could find all the world at the coffee-houses, where an arriere supper was often served with devilled bones and prunes, to drive the fumes of wine from the head. Zounds, Micah! If the Jews should relax their pressure, or if this war brings us any luck, you shall come to town with me and shall see all these things for yourself.'
'Truth to tell, it doth not tempt me much,' I answered. 'Slow and solemn I am by nature, and in such scenes as you have described I should feel a very death's head at a banquet.'
Sir Gervas was about to reply, when of a sudden out of the silence of the night there rose a long-drawn piercing scream, which thrilled through every nerve of our bodies. I have never heard such a wail of despair. We pulled up our horses, as did the troopers behind us, and strained our ears for some sign as to whence the sound proceeded, for some were of opinion that it came from our right and some from our left. The main body with the waggons had come up, and we all listened intently for any return of the terrible cry. Presently it broke upon us again, wild, shrill, and agonised: the scream of a woman in mortal distress.
'Tis over there, Major Hooker,' cried Sir Gervas, standing up in his stirrups and peering through the darkness. 'There is a house about two fields off. I can see some glimmer, as from a window with the blind drawn.'
'Shall we not make for it at once?' I asked impatiently, for our commander sat stolidly upon his horse as though by no means sure what course he should pursue.
'I am here, Captain Clarke,' said he, 'to convey supplies to the army, and I am by no means justified in turning from my course to pursue other adventures.'
'Death, man! there is a woman in distress,' cried Sir Gervas. 'Why, Major, you would not ride past and let her call in vain for help? Hark, there she is again!' As he spoke the wild scream rang out once more from the lonely house.
'Nay, I can abide this no longer,' I cried, my blood boiling in my veins; 'do you go on your errand, Major Hooker, and my friend and I shall leave you here. We shall know how to justify our action to the King. Come, Sir Gervas!'
'Mark ye, this is flat mutiny, Captain Clarke,' said Hooker; 'you are under my orders, and should you desert me you do so at your peril.'
'In such a case I care not a groat for thy orders,' I answered hotly. Turning Covenant I spurred down a narrow, deeply-rutted lane which led towards the house, followed by Sir Gervas and two or three of the troopers. At the same moment I heard a sharp word of command from Hooker and the creaking of wheels, showing that he had indeed abandoned us and proceeded on his mission.
'He is right,' quoth the Baronet, as we rode down the lane; 'Saxon or any other old soldier would commend his discipline.'
'There are things which are higher than discipline,' I muttered. 'I could not pass on and leave this poor soul in her distress. But see-- what have we here?'
A dark mass loomed in front of us, which proved as we approached to be four horses fastened by their bridles to the hedge.