<h2><SPAN name="Chapter_XXVI"></SPAN>Chapter XXVI</h2>
<h3>In which Mr Vanslyperken sees a ghost.</h3>
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<p>Before we acquaint the reader with the movements of Mr
Vanslyperken, we must again revert to the history of the period in
which we are writing. The Jacobite faction had assumed a formidable
consistency, and every exertion was being made by them for an
invasion of England. They knew that their friends were numerous,
and that many who held office under the ruling government were
attached to their cause, and only required such a demonstration to
fly to arms with their numerous partisans.</p>
<p>Up to the present, all the machinations of the Jacobites had
been carried on with secrecy and dexterity, but now was the time
for action and decision. To aid the cause, it was considered
expedient that some one of known fidelity should be sent to
Amsterdam, where the projects of William might be discovered more
easily than in England: for, as he communicated with the States
General, and the States General were composed of many, secrets
would come out, for that which is known to many soon becomes no
longer a secret.</p>
<p>To effect this, letters of recommendation to one or two of those
high in office in Holland, and who were supposed to be able to give
information, and inclined to be confiding and garrulous, had been
procured from the firm allies of King William, by those who
pretended to be so only, for the agent who was about to be sent
over, and this agent was the young cavalier who had treated
Vanslyperken in so uncourteous a manner. He has already been
mentioned to the reader by the name of Ramsay, and second in
authority among the smugglers. He was a young man of high family,
and a brother to Lady Alice, of course trusted by Sir Robert and
his second in command. He had been attainted for non-appearance,
and condemned for high treason at the same time as had been his
brother-in-law, Sir Robert Barclay, and had ever since been with
him doing his duty in the boat and in command of the men, when Sir
Robert's services or attendance were required at St Germains.</p>
<p>No one could be better adapted for the service he was to be
employed upon. He was brave, cool, intelligent, and prepossessing.
Of course, by his letters of introduction, he was represented as a
firm ally of King William, and strongly recommended as such. The
letters which Vanslyperken had neglected to deliver were of the
utmost importance, and the character of the lieutenant being well
known to Ramsay, through the medium of Nancy Corbett and others, he
had treated him in the way which he considered as most likely to
enforce a rigid compliance with their wishes.</p>
<p>Ramsay was right; for Vanslyperken was too much of a coward to
venture upon resistance, although he might threaten it. It was the
intention of Ramsay, moreover, to take a passage over with him in
the <i>Yungfrau</i>, as his arrival in a king's vessel would add
still more to the success of the enterprise which he had in
contemplation.</p>
<p>We will now return to Mr Vanslyperken, whom we left boiling with
indignation. He is not in a better humour at this moment. He
requires a victim to expend his wrath upon, and that victim he is
resolved shall be Smallbones, upon whom his hate is
concentrated.</p>
<p>He has sent for the corporal, and next ordered him to bring him
a pistol and cartridge, which the corporal has complied with.
Vanslyperken has not made the corporal a further confidant, but he
has his suspicions, and he is on the watch. Vanslyperken is alone,
his hand trembling as he loads the pistol which he has taken down
from the bulkhead where it hung, but he is nevertheless determined
upon the act. He has laid it down on the table, and goes on deck,
waiting till it is dusk for the completion of his project. He has
now arranged his plan and descends; the pistol is still on the
table, and he puts it under the blanket on his bed, and rings for
Smallbones.</p>
<p>"Did you want me, sir?" said Smallbones.</p>
<p>"Yes, I am going on shore to sleep a little way in the country,
and I want you to carry my clothes; let everything be put up in the
blue bag, and hold yourself ready to come with me."</p>
<p>"Yes, sir," replied Smallbones; "am I to come on board again
to-night?"</p>
<p>"To be sure you are."</p>
<p>Smallbones put up as desired by his master, whose eyes followed
the lad's motions as he moved from one part of the cabin to the
other, his thoughts wandering from the recollection of Smallbones
having attempted to drown his dog, to the more pleasing one of
revenge.</p>
<p>At dusk, Mr Vanslyperken ordered his boat to be manned, and so
soon as Smallbones had gone into it with the bag, he took the
pistol from where he had hid it, and concealing it under his
great-coat, followed the lad into the boat.</p>
<p>They landed, and Vanslyperken walked fast; it was now dark, and
he was followed by Smallbones, who found difficulty in keeping pace
with his master, so rapid were his strides.</p>
<p>They passed the half-way houses, and went clear of the
fortifications, until they had gained five or six miles on the road
to London.</p>
<p>Smallbones was tired out with the rapidity of the walk, and now
lagged behind. The master desired him to come on. "I does come on
as fast as I can, sir, but this here walking don't suit at all,
with carrying a bag full of clothes," replied Smallbones.</p>
<p>"Make haste, and keep up with me," cried Vanslyperken, setting
off again at a more rapid pace.</p>
<p>They were now past all the buildings, and but occasionally fell
in with some solitary farmhouse, or cottage, on the road side; the
night was cloudy, and the scud flew fast; Vanslyperken walked on
faster, for in his state of mind he could feel no bodily fatigue,
and the lad dropped astern.</p>
<p>At last the lieutenant found a spot which afforded him an
opportunity of executing his fell purpose. A square wall, round a
homestead for cattle, was built on the side of the footpath.
Vanslyperken turned round, and looked for Smallbones, who was too
far behind to be seen in the obscurity. Satisfied by this that the
lad could not see his motions, Vanslyperken secreted himself behind
the angle of the wall so as to allow Smallbones to pass. He cocked
his pistol, and crouched down, waiting for the arrival of his
victim.</p>
<p>In a minute or two he heard the panting of the lad, who was
quite weary with his load. Vanslyperken compressed his lips, and
held his breath. The lad passed him; Vanslyperken now rose from
behind, levelled the pistol at the lad's head, and fired.
Smallbones uttered a yell, fell down on his face, and then rolled
on his back without life or motion.</p>
<p>Vanslyperken looked at him for one second, then turned back, and
fled with the wings of the wind. Conscience now appeared to pursue
him, and he ran on until he was so exhausted, that he fell; the
pistol was still in his hand, and as he put out his arm
mechanically to save himself, the lock of the pistol came in
violent contact with his temple.</p>
<p>After a time he rose again, faint and bleeding, and continued
his course at a more moderate pace, but as the wind blew, and
whistled among the boughs of the trees, he thought every moment
that he beheld the form of the murdered lad. He quickened his pace,
arrived at last within the fortifications, and putting the pistol
in his coat-pocket, he somewhat, recovered himself. He bound his
silk handkerchief round his head, and proceeded to the boat, which
he had ordered to wait till Smallbones' return. He had then a part
to act, and told the men that he had been assailed by robbers, and
ordered them to pull on board immediately. As soon as he came on
board he desired the men to assist him down into his cabin, and
then he sent for Corporal Van Spitter to dress his wounds. He
communicated to the corporal, that as he was going out in the
country as he had proposed, he had been attacked by robbers, that
he had been severely wounded, and had, he thought, killed one of
them, as the others ran away; what had become of Smallbones he knew
not, but he had heard him crying out in the hands of the
robbers.</p>
<p>The corporal, who had felt certain that the pistol had been
intended for Smallbones, hardly knew what to make of the matter;
the wound of Mr Vanslyperken was severe, and it was hardly to be
supposed that it had been self-inflicted. The corporal therefore
held his tongue, heard all that Mr Vanslyperken had to say, and was
very considerably puzzled.</p>
<p>"It was a fortunate thing that I thought of taking a pistol with
me, corporal, I might have been murdered outright."</p>
<p>"Yes, mynheer," replied the corporal, and binding the
handkerchief round Vanslyperken's head, he then assisted him into
bed. "Mein Gott! I make no head or tail of de business," said the
corporal, as he walked forward; "but I must know de truth soon; I
not go to bed for two or three hours, and den I hear others."</p>
<p>It is needless to say that Mr Vanslyperken passed a restless
night, not only from the pain of his wound, but from the torments
of conscience; for it is but by degrees that the greatest villain
can drive away its stings, and then it is but for a short time, and
when it does force itself back upon him, it is with redoubled
power. His occasional slumbers were broken by fitful starts, in
which he again and again heard the yell of the poor lad, and saw
the corpse rolling at his feet. It was about an hour before
daylight that Mr Vanslyperken again woke, and found that the light
had burnt out. He could not remain in the dark, it was too
dreadful; he raised himself, and pulled the bell over his head.
Some one entered. "Bring a light immediately," cried
Vanslyperken.</p>
<p>In a minute or two the gleams of a light were seen burning at a
distance by the lieutenant. He watched its progress aft, and its
entrance, and he felt relieved; but he had now a devouring thirst
upon him, and his lips were glued together, and he turned over on
his bed to ask the corporal, whom he supposed it was, for water. He
fixed his eyes upon the party with the candle, and by the feeble
light of the dip, he beheld the pale, haggard face of Smallbones,
who stared at him, but uttered not a word.</p>
<p>"Mercy, O God! mercy!" exclaimed Vanslyperken, falling back, and
covering his face with the bedclothes.</p>
<p>Smallbones did not reply; he blew out the candle, and quitted
the cabin.</p>
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