“You shall do that presently, Harry, and tell them the news.  But come in now.  You know my cousin and Ciceley.  It will be all the better that you should go in with me.”

His cousin received Charlie with a quiet pleasure.  She was greatly changed since he had seen her last, and her face showed that she had suffered greatly.  Ciceley had grown into a young woman, and met him with delight.  Both were pleased to see Harry.

“We were talking of you but now, Charlie,” Mrs. Dormay said.  “Ciceley and I agreed that we would remove at once to our old place, and that this should be kept up for you, should you at any time be able to return.  Now that Queen Anne is on the throne, and the Tories are in power, we hoped that you, at least, would ere long be permitted to return.  How is your dear father?”

“He is well, cousin, and will, I trust, be here ere long.  Our innocence of the charge has been proved, the proceedings against us quashed, and the Act of Confiscation against my father, Mr. Jervoise, and the others reversed.”

“Thank God for that,” Mrs. Dormay said earnestly, and Ciceley gave an exclamation of pleasure.  “That accounts, then, for what has happened here.

“I do not want to talk about it, Charlie.  You may imagine how Ciceley and I have suffered.  But he was my husband, spare him for my sake.”

“I will never allude to the subject again, cousin,” Charlie said.  “But I must tell you that Harry and I have posted down from London, in hopes of being in time to warn him, and enable him to escape.  I need not say we did so because he was your husband, and Ciceley’s father.”

Harry then turned the subject, by a remark as to the effects of the storm.  Then Ciceley asked questions as to their life abroad, and there was so much to tell, and to listen to, that even Mrs. Dormay’s face brightened.  Harry willingly allowed himself to be persuaded to remain for the night, and to ride over to his place in the morning.

The funeral took place two days later.  Charlie went as sole mourner.

“He was my kinsman,” he said to Harry, “and, though I can pretend no sorrow at his death, my attendance at the funeral will do something towards stopping talk, and will make it easier for my cousin.”

The next day, Mrs. Dormay and Ciceley returned to Rockley, whose tenant had fortunately left a few weeks before.  Charlie and Harry both went over with them, and stayed for three or four days, and they were glad to see that Mrs. Dormay seemed to be shaking off the weight of her trouble, and was looking more like her old self.

They then rode to Lancaster, and returned to London by coach.  They crossed to Gottenburg by the first vessel that was sailing, and Sir Marmaduke was delighted to hear the success of their mission, and that he was at liberty to return at once, as master of Lynnwood.