r to thee, as I am to an Indian."

"Thou art mad and vituperative, Philip, and were it not so early, I
should think thou hadst been indulging too liberally in drafts of aqua
vitae. It is a vile habit. But as the Archangel Michael returned not a
railing accusation, but said, the Lord rebuke, thee, Satan, so say I
unto thee. Truly, I comprehend thy game. Thou art weary of thy old
friends, and being desirous to propitiate new, dost seek a quarrel to
mask thine ingratitude. But see whether this famous knight prove not a
broken reed."

The soldier, in spite of his conviction of the villainy of the other,
was touched at the taunt, and hastened to defend himself.

"It is false, Master Spikeman," he cried. "If thou wert truly a
friend, wherefore advise me to break jail, and thus expose myself to
be hunted as a malefactor, when I had but to wait till morning for
deliverance?"

"It is much, Philip Joy, for one in my condition to condescend to
explain, especially after thy rudeness of speech; yet will I do it,
that no fancied cause may be left for thy base suspicions. Shortly,
then, I knew not of Gov. Winthrop's intention, for when I did entreat
him in thy behalf, he spake in such ambiguous phrase as effectually to
cloak his thoughts. I doubt not, now, that it was to make the surprise
the more agreeable."

This was said with such an appearance of innocence, that the
simplicity of the soldier was confounded, and he began to doubt more
and more the truth of his suspicions. But the communication of
Prudence rankled in his mind, and though disposed to acquit the
Assistant of treachery against himself, he could not forgive the
treatment of the girl. He did not doubt her word, and yet desired to
hear the Assistant's excuse, if he had any. He shrunk from the
subject, and yet was drawn to it, like a moth fascinated by a light.

"There is another thing I like not," he said, hesitatingly.

"And pray, what may thy wisdom have discovered now?"

"That it is not becoming in a grave magistrate to try to cozen servant
girls," burst from the soldier.

"Has Prudence--?" but here the Assistant, sensible that he had already
said too much, suddenly checked himself, while his sallow cheek looked
still more yellow. But the escape of the girl's name, even without the
embarrassment, was a confession of guilt to the soldier, who, with
rising passion, exclaimed--

"Away, or I shall be tempted to do that whereof I may repent."

Spikeman marked