The Witch From The Sea Part 43

I did not know what I was going to do. All through the morning I looked for my stepmother but she was nowhere to be found.

It was afternoon when Fenn rode over.

I heard his voice in the courtyard and my heart started to beat madly.

I ran out to him.

"Fenn," I said, "at last you have come."

He dismounted.

He took my hands and looked at me steadily. "I've wronged you, Tamsyn," he said; and my heart leaped and in spite of all my indecisions and the horror which was all about me I was happy.

"I must talk to you," he said. "Where can we be alone?"

"In the burial ground," I told him.

We went there together.

There he said, "So it is my father who lies there."

"You know," I answered.

He clenched his fists suddenly. "The murderers!" he said. "I shall avenge him."

"I was hurt when you didn't come," I told him.

"I was miserable ... most of all to think that you had been a party to this."

"I never was."

"I know that now. I know that you saved one of our s.h.i.+ps. I have spoken to the captain and he has told me that the Paling Light prevented a disaster. And I know now that it was you who lighted the lanterns after they had been put out."

"I did not know of this foul trade. Not until I read my mother's journal. She knew. But he was her husband."

He nodded.

"I love you, Tamsyn," he said.

I said: "It's a strange place in which to be so happy."

"But before I can speak to you of this I have something to do. Your father is responsible for my father's death. I have sworn that my father's murderer shall not go free. I have come here today to speak not of love but of hatred. I shall never forget, Tamsyn. I shall kill him. I am going to make him pay for the lives of my father and those innocent sailors."

"Let us go away from here. I never want to see this place again. The sound of the wind howling round the walls, the knowledge of what has been done here nauseates me. Let's go right away from here."

"And if we go away, what then? Shall they be left to ply their hateful trade. How could we go away knowing that they went on luring s.h.i.+ps on to the rocks to destroy them."

"Then what can we do?"

"I am going to stop this forever. He has plundered his last s.h.i.+p."

"How can you stop it?"

"What he does is a crime against humanity."

"He is a powerful man in these parts. I know of none who do not tremble before him. Suppose you inform against him. Where would you inform? What would happen? He is too powerful. You would never stop him. He would have means of evading justice."

He looked beyond me with a faraway look in his eyes, and he said, "There is only one way of making sure that he never does this again. That is by killing him."

"But you are a man of peace," I said.

"This is the way to bring peace. Sometimes it is necessary to remove someone who is corroding the society in which we live. We had to kill Spaniards when we defeated the Armada. I have no remorse for them. We were saving our country from a cruel enemy. We drove off those s.h.i.+ps which carried the invader and his instruments of torture. I would fight again and again; I would kill any Spaniard who tried to land in England. This is different. This is a s.h.i.+p full of cargo, a trading s.h.i.+p. The wrecker wants that cargo so he lures the s.h.i.+p on to the rocks; he sends thousands of men and women to their deaths for he must make sure that there are no survivors to carry the tale of villainy where it might be acted on. No, there is only one way, I say."

I looked at him fearfully. In his eyes there was a fanatical hatred-so alien to him.

"I am going to kill your father," he said.

"No, Fenn," I cried; and I put my arms about him.

He put them aside; then he looked at me sadly.

"It would always be between us," he said. "He killed my father. I can never forget that nor forgive him. And I shall kill yours. You will never forget that either."

He looked down at his father's grave; then he turned away and left me there.

I ran after him. I had to stop him, I knew he meant what he said. He had idolized his father; he had gone on doing so after he was dead. He had refused to believe that he was dead and gone on dreaming of his return.

And my father was responsible for his death-he had killed him as certainly as though he had run him through with a cutla.s.s and left him to die.

I heard the shouting voices above the wind.

"He be gone out," said one.

I saw them in the Seaward courtyard. There were about four of the men who worked with my father.

"He be at the Teeth," said Jack Emms, a dark-haired man with battered features.

"Why should he go there?" cried Fenn. "There's no wreck. He's been merciful of late. There has been no disaster there for the last two months to my knowledge."

"There he be gone, Master."

Fenn had the man by the throat. I had not known he was capable of such violence. It was born of anger which came from the love of his father. He could not forget that but for this man, his father would have been alive today.

"Tell me where he is. I will know," he said, "or it will be the worse for you."

I saw then that Fenn was a man with the strength of my father. I had thought him gentle and so he would be-gentle and tender; but he was an idealist as his father had been and now he was full of righteous anger.

"He be gone, Master, with Jan Leward. There always be cargo that stays in the foundered s.h.i.+ps. We go out now and then to recover it."

"I am going out there," said Fenn. "I am going to catch him at his evil trade."

"Nay, Master."

"But yes," cried Fenn. "Yes, yes!"

I was terrified. I pictured my father out there at the Teeth, with the howling wind whipping the waves to fury. And Fenn there ... in the midst of his enemies.

I wanted to cry: "Don't go. Jack Emms is your enemy. All these men are your enemies. They will destroy you because you have come among them like an avenging angel. You are trying to destroy their lucrative business. Fenn, don't go."

It would be to plead in vain. He was going to confront my father. He was going to accuse him of the murder of his father; and I knew he planned to kill him. He would not take the cowardly way out, to go away with me and live far away from Castle Paling. He was right, for neither of us could do this. I knew too that when the wind howled and the storms raged we should be thinking of sailors in peril near the Devil's Teeth; and the cries of drowning men would haunt us through the years.

But if he was going out there, I was going with him. I leaped into the boat.

"No, Tamsyn," shouted Fenn.

"If you go," I retorted, "I am coming with you."

Fenn looked at me and his fear for me overcame his fury against my father.

I said: "My father is a murderer. He has been responsible for the deaths of thousands." I was thinking of my mother. He had not killed her but he had connived at her murder and married her murderess. And since her death he had not been a happy man. Fenn must not suffer a murderer's remorse. I must save him from that. "Fenn," I went on, "I beg of you, do not have his death on your conscience."

His face hardened. "He killed my father."

"I know ... I know. But it is not for you to kill him. If you do the memory will haunt you all your life. Fenn, we have found each other. Let us think of that."

But I could see he was remembering the father whom he had loved-gentle Fennimore Landor, who had never sought to harm anyone and who had dreamed idealistic dreams of bringing prosperity to his country.

We had reached the Devil's Teeth. How malevolent they looked with a tetchy sea swirling threateningly about them!

A wooden chest with iron bands had been caught in the rocks and it was this which my father was trying to salvage.

"Colum Casvellyn," shouted Fenn. "You killed my father and I'm going to kill you."

My father turned sharply to look at him and as he did so the boat rocked dangerously. He stared at us for a few seconds in amazement, then he cried: "You fools. Go back. There's danger here. What do you know of these rocks?"

"I know this," answered Fenn. "You lured my father to death on them."

"Go away, you oaf! Take yourself out of my affairs."

Fenn had stood up and I cried out in fear: "Fenn, be careful."

I heard my father's derisive laughter.

"Yes, be careful. Go away, you ... trader. You don't understand this business. It's too dangerous for you, boy."

At that moment my father's boat tipped suddenly and he was pitched forward. The boat turned over and he was in the water. I heard him give a cry of agony as he threw up his hands and sank. He emerged a few seconds later. The water was up to his neck.

"I'll get him," cried Fenn.

"It's too dangerous," I warned, but Fenn was out of our boat swimming cautiously to that spot where my father was.

"Go away," shouted my father. "I'm caught. The Teeth have got me. Can't pull myself free. You'll kill yourself, you fool."

Fenn ignored him.

Minutes pa.s.sed while I watched in terror. The water was stained red and I thought: They will both be lost.

"Fenn, Fenn," I cried. "It's no good. There's nothing you can do."

But he did not listen to me.

It seemed a long time before I helped him pull my father's mangled body into the boat.

He lay on his bed, my bold cruel father. The physician had seen him. Both his legs were injured. He had prided himself that he knew the Devil's Teeth better than any living man, but they had caught him in the end. The eddies about the rocks were notoriously dangerous and when he had fallen into the sea he had been immediately sucked under. Strong swimmer that he was, he could do nothing against such odds, for he had fallen between the two rocks known as the Canines, the most dangerous of them all. And Fenn had saved his life. That is what makes me so proud. He had intended to kill him and in that moment when my father lay helpless and all Fenn would have had to do was leave him to his fate, he had risked his own life to save that which a short while before he had threatened to take.

So Fenn brought home my father's poor mangled body and we did not need the physician to tell us that he would never walk again.

Melanie was there, cool and efficient. Dear good Melanie, we all had reason to be grateful that she belonged to our family, then-and more so in the years to come.

So my father lived-not the same man. How could he be? He who had been so active would never walk again. This was retribution. The Devil's Teeth which he had used as his murder weapon on so many were turned against him. And the punishment he must suffer must be greater than death, for he was not a man lightly to endure inactivity.

Fenn came to me when the physician had gone.

We did not speak. We just looked at each other and then he put his arms round me and I knew that we should never leave each other again.

It was the next morning when we found my stepmother's cloak on the sh.o.r.e. It was in that very spot where my mother had discovered her. There was nothing else but her cloak.

The inference was that she had walked into the sea.

There was a great deal of talk in the castle. The servants whispered together. Change was everywhere. The master had been struck by avenging providence. He would never stalk through the castle again. And the mistress had gone, the way she had come.

They had always known she was a witch.

Fenn wanted me to go to my grandmother until we could be married, but I said I must stay awhile. I must be with Melanie who was now pregnant and had taken my father under her care.

My stepmother had gone; my father was crippled. It was a stricken house; but the danger had disappeared.

Senara came to my room, her eyes wild. "Everything has changed, so quickly," she said. "You've got your Fenn after all. Who would have believed it? He now knows what a fool he was to think that you could ever have stood quietly by and watched your father's business. And you know what a n.o.ble gentleman he is. He sets out to kill and then saves. Now with free conscience and hearts beating as one you can begin to live happily ever after."

"You may laugh at us, Senara, but we shall be happy."

"And what of me?"

"Let us hope that you too ..."

"d.i.c.kon is going to Holland. Shall I be happy without him?"

"When we are married," I said, "I shall live at Trystan Priory. You must come there too. I don't think you'll be happy here in the castle."