Chapter
I. The City of Wythburn
II. The Crime in the Night
III. In the Red Lion
IV. The Outcast
V. The Empty Saddle
VI. The House on the Moss
VII. Sim’s Cave
VIII. Robbie’s Redemption
IX. The Shadow of the Crime
X. Mattha Branth’et “Flytes” the Parson
XI. Liza’s Wiles
XII. The Flight on the Fells
XIII. A ’Batable Point
XIV. Until the Day Break
XV. Ralph’s Sacrifice
XVI. At Sunrise on the Raise
XVII. The Garths: Mother and Son
XVIII. The Dawn of Love
XIX. The Betrothal
XX. “Fool, of Thyself Speak Well”
XXI. Mrs. Garth at Shoulthwaite
XXII. The Threatened Outlawry
XXIII. She Never Told Her Love
XXIV. Treason or Murder
XXV. Liza’s Device
XXVI. “Fool, Do Not Flatter”
XXVII. Ralph at Lancaster
XXVIII. After Word Comes Weird
XXIX. Robbie’s Quest Begun
XXX. A Race Against Life
XXXI. Robbie, Speed On!
XXXII. What the Snow Gave Up
XXXIII. Sepulture at Last
XXXIV. Fate that Impedes, Fall Back
XXXV. Robbie’s Quest Ended
XXXVI. Rotha’s Confession
XXXVII. Which Indictment?
XXXVIII. Peine Forte et Dure
XXXIX. The Fiery Hand
XL. Garth and the Quakers
XLI. A Horse’s Neigh
XLII. The Fatal Witness
XLIII. Love Known at Last
XLIV. The Clew Discovered
XLV. The Condemned in Doomsdale
XLVI. The Skein Unravelled
XLVII. The Black Camel at the Gate
XLVIII. “Out, Out, Brief Candle”
XLIX. Peace, Peace, and Rest
L. Next Morning
LI. Six Months After
PREFACE.
The central incident of this novel is that most extraordinary of all punishments known to English criminal law, the peine forte et dure. The story is not, however, in any sense historical. A sketchy background of stirring history is introduced solely in order to heighten the personal danger of a brave man. The interest is domestic, and, perhaps, in some degree psychological. Around a pathetic piece of old jurisprudence I have gathered a mass of Cumbrian folk-lore and folk-talk with which I have been familiar from earliest youth. To smelt and mould the chaotic memories into an organism such as may serve, among other uses, to give a view of Cumberland life in little, has been the work of one year.
The story, which is now first presented as a whole, has already had a career in the newspapers, and the interest it excited in those quarters has come upon me as a surprise. I was hardly prepared to find that my plain russet-coated dalesmen were in touch with popular sympathy; but they have made me many friends. To me they are very dear, for I have lived their life. It is with no affected regret that I am now parting with these companions to make way for a group of younger comrades.