William Herbert,
whom he knew for Stukeley's cousin, and he heard Mr. Herbert
formally asking him for the surrender of his sword.
Instantly he governed himself, repressed his fury. He looked
coldly at his kinsman, whose face showed white and evil in the
growing light of the early summer dawn "Sir Lewis," was all he
said, "these actions will not turn out to your credit."
He had no illusion left. His understanding was now a very full
one. His dear friend and kinsman had played him false throughout,
intending first to drain him of his resources before finally
flinging the empty husk to the executioner. Manourie had been in
the plot; he had run with the hare and hunted with the hounds;
and Sir Walter's own servant Cotterell had done no less. Amongst
them they had "cozened the great cozener"--to use Stukeley's own
cynical expression. Even so, it was only on his trial that Sir
Walter plumbed the full depth of Stukeley's baseness; for it was
only then he learnt that his kinsman had been armed by a warrant
of immunity to assist his projects of escape, so that he might
the more effectively incriminate and betray him; and Sir Walter
discovered also that the ship in which he had landed, and other
matters, were to provide additional Judas' fees to this
acquisitive betrayer.
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