sends word to the rebels what hours are lucky or fatal for battle and
assault."

"Ha!" said the duchess, "he is an astrologer! true, and came nearer to
the alchemist's truth than any multiplier that ever served me! My own
astrologer is just dead,--why died he at such a time? Peace, peace!
be there peace between two so learned men. Forgive thy brother,
Master Warner!" Adam had hitherto disdained all participation in this
dialogue. In fact, he had returned to the Eureka, and was silently
examining if any loss of the vital parts had occurred in its
melancholy dismemberment. But now he turned round and said, "Lady,
leave the lore of the stars to their great Maker. I forgive this man,
and thank your Grace for your justice. I claim these poor fragments,
and crave your leave to suffer me to depart with my device and my
child."

"No, no!" said the duchess, seizing his hand. "Hist! whatever Lord
Warwick paid thee, I will double. No time now for alchemy; but for
the horoscope, it is the veriest season. I name thee my special
astrologer."

"Accept, accept," whispered Alwyn; "for your daughter's sake--for your
own--nay, for the Eureka's!"

Adam bowed his head, and groaned forth, "But I go not hence--no, not a
foot--unless this goes with me. Cruel wretch, how he hath deformed
it!"

"And now," cried Alwyn, eagerly, "this wronged and unhappy maiden?"