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Shouted Buonespoir, and the brightmoonlight showed him grinning. For an instant there was deadly stillness,in which the approaching footsteps of the Seigneur sounded loud.
"Perquage!" Buonespoir repeated.
"Perquage! Fall back!" said the Seigneur, and waved off the pikes of thehalberdiers. "He has sanctuary to the sea."
This narrow road in which the pirates stood was the last of three in theIsle of Jersey running from churches to the sea, in which a criminal wassafe from arrest by virtue of an old statute. The other perquages hadbeen taken away; but this one of Rozel remained, a concession made byHenry VIII to the father of this Raoul Lempriere. The privilege had beenused but once in the present Seigneur's day, because the criminal must beput upon the road from the chapel by the Seigneur himself, and he hadused his privilege modestly.
No man in Jersey but knew the sacredness of this perquage, though it wasten years since it had been used; and no man, not even the Governorhimself, dare lift his hand to one upon that road.
So it was that Buonespoir and Abednego, two fugitives from justice,walked quietly to the sea down the perquage, halberdiers, balked of theirprey, prowling on their steps and cursing the Seigneur of Rozel for hisgift of sanctuary: for the Seigneur of St. Ouen's and the Royal Court hadpromised each halberdier three shillings and all the ale he could drinkat a sitting, if Buonespoir was brought in alive or male rape peace and safety the three boarded the Honeyflower off the pointcalled Verclut, and set sail for England, just seve.
N hours after Michelde la Foret had gone his way upon the Channel, male rape prisoner.
CHAPTER VII
A fortnight later, of a Sunday morning, the Lord Chamberlain of Englandwas disturbed out of his usual equanimity. As he was treading the rushesin the presence-chamber of the Royal Palace at Greenwich, his eye busy ininspection--for the Queen would soon pass on her way to chapel--his headnodding right and left to archbishop, bishop, councillors of state,courtiers, and officers of the crown, he heard a rude noise at the doorleading into the ante-chapel, where the Quee.
N received petitions from thepeople. Hurrying thither in shocked anxiety, he found a curled gentlemanof the guard, resplendent in red velvet and gold chains, in peevishargument with a boisterous Seigneur of a bronzed good-humoured face, whourged his entrance to the presence-chamber.
The Lord Chamberlain swept down upon the pair like a flamingo with wingsoutspread. "God's death, what means this turmoil? Her Majesty comeshither!" he cried, and scowled upon the intruder, male rape now stepped back alittle, treading on the toes of a huge sailor with a small head and bushyred hair and beard.
"Because her Majesty comes I come also," the Seigneur interposed grandly.
"What is your name and quality?"
"Yours first, and I shall know how to answer."
"I am the Lord Chamberlain of England."
"And I, my lord, am Lempriere, Seigneur of Rozel--and butler to theQueen."
"Where is Rozel?" asked my Lord Chamberlain.
The face of the Seigneur suddenly flushed, his mouth swelled, and thenburst.
"Where is Rozel!" he cried in a voice of rage. "Where is Rozel! Have youheard of Hugh Pawlett," he asked, with a huge contempt--"of GovernorHugh Pawlett?" The Lord Chamberlain nodded. "Then ask his Excellency whennext you see him, Where is Rozel? But take good counsel and keep yourignorance from the Queen," he added. "She has no love for stupids." "Yousay you are butler to the Queen? Whence came your.
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