"Rise, gentle lady, rise," said Philip Herbert-"What "What my poor influence can do shall be done; but Lord Rochester and his crew play a deep game, and I cannot interfere."And as he thus spoke the Earl was departing. 66 Nay, but hear me I'll stake my existence," said Gabriella, "that Overbury hath been deceived, cajoled, and entrapped." ( At this moment the door of the Prince's apartment opened, and one of the physicians begged the Earl to keep all noises down.-A. file of soldiers, without any ceremony, seized Gabriella and carried her into the court-yard, Philip Herbert nodding approval of what they did. "Oh! Captain Kemish, save me, save me," exclaimed Gabriella; and the gallant companion of Raleigh drew his sword in her defence; but a party of the soldiers, who were at hand, grasped their spontoons and charged Kemish beyond the precincts of the royal residence. Gabriella, whose resolution bore strong characteristics of the opposite sex, followed the Captain out at the gate, uttering "curses loud and deep" on all the dogs of war who had annoyed her. "We must to the Archbishop forthwith," said Kemish; "an his Lordship like to stir himself, we may fare better than at this haunted tower." "Saw you ever snch brutality, Sir, to a female?" asked Gabriella, who had now dried up her tears, her indignation overcoming her sorrow. "It accords with Herbert's character, madam, but what can we expect where every man has heard that the Lord St. Clair hath not been ashamed to challenge Prince Henry to be his own son, to English and Scots arriv ing in Denmark while he was ambassadour there to Christiern?" This discourse Gabriella thought not more refined than the usage she had met with, though very opposite sentiments had dictated both; and she, therefore, turned the conversation into another channel during their walk down the Mall. Kemish strode along in a gaunt style a-la-militaire, and on arriving at Westminster Ferry, he hired a skiff to land him and Gabriella at Lambeth stairs. The day was now advanced; but there were still some boats afloat in the river,—and as our passengers had got nearly into the mid stream, their attention was arrested by the clamour of tongues in two boats that were plying hard down the river against the tide, which then flowed majestically westward. But passing in opposite directions, the Captain paid no more attention to them than he would to a company of drunken brawlers till he heard a splash in the water. Turning suddenly round, he espied an old man struggling with an oar in the river, while another fellow, seemingly young and active, endeavoured to wrest it from the wretch in the stream. Kemish called aloud; his voice seemed to reach the villain who was drowning the poor old man; but the murderer heeded it not. He had succeeded by this time in wresting the oar from his companion; and, pushing the boats asunder, he left the drowning wretch to his fate. The Captain bade his bargeman put about and row to the assistance of the unfortunate man in the water, and the waterman did so with great agility, but long ere his boat reached the point where the drowning man was struggling with the stream, he sunk to rise no more.-His boat, which now floated empty, the Captain's water man followed, and it turned out to be the wherry of Doctor Forman !—The conjecture, therefore, was that the astrologer had gone to his long home, but his murderer had escaped the hand of justice by a precipitate flight, directing his course into that part of the river's brink where he was least likely to be apprehended by any observers from the shore. Gabriella and Captain Kemish were landed at the Archbishop's Palace, and the waterman repaired to "Forman's Grove," to announce the catastrophe of the astrologer to his widow Trunco. Kemish knocked loudly at the gate of the Primate's Palace, and the seneschal opened an eyelet to reconnoitre the persons of his visitors. "We would see his Grace," said the Captain. 66 Many would see him that cannot get a glimpse o' him," answered the man. "Think ye, my master, his Grace that |