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Amelot and me.-Come, Sir Pagę, assume the com- "Because I know so ill how to obey," replied mand, since so it must be; though, by my faith, it is Genvil; "that is what you would say; and, by my pity to take the head-piece from that pretty head, and faith, I cannot deny but there may be some truth in it. the sword from that pretty hand--By Saint George! But is it not peevish in thee to lei a fair expedition be to see them there is a credit to the soldier's profes- unwisely conducted, because of a foolish word or a sion.

sudden action ?-Come, let it be peace with us." The lady accordingly surrendered the weapons to "With all my heart," answered Amelot; " and I Amelot, exhorting him in few words to forget the will send out an advanced party upon the adventure, offence he had received, and do his devoir manfully. as thou hast advised me. Mean while Genvil slowly unrolled the pennon---then “Let it be old Stephen Pontoys and two of the shook it abroad, and without putting his foot in the Chester spears-he is as wily as an old fox, and stirrup, aided himself a little with resting on the spear, neither hope nor fear will draw him a hairbreadth and threw himself into the saddle, heavily armed as farther than judgment warrants." he was

"We are ready now, an it like your juve- Amelot eagerly embraced the hint, and, at his nility," said he to Amelot; and then while the page command, Pontoys and two lances darted forward was putting the band into order, he whispered to his to reconnoitre the road before them, and inquire into nearest comrade, "Methinks, instead of this old the condition of those whom they were advancing to swallows's tail,* we should muster rarely under a

And now that we are on the old terios, broidered petticoat-a surbelowed petticoat has no Sir Page," said the banner-man, " tell me, if thoa fellow in my mind.-Look you, Stephen Pontoys-I cansı, doth not yonder fair lady love our handsome can forgive Damian now for forgetting his uncle and knight par amours ?bis own credit, about this wench; for, by my faith, "It is a false calumny,'' said Amelot, indignantis; she is one I could have doated to death upon par "betrothed as she is to his uncle, I am convinced she amours. Ah! evil luck be the women's portion

!- would rather die than have such a thought, and so they govern us at every turn, Stephen, and at every would our master. I have noted this heretical beler age. When they are young, they bribe us with fair in thee before now, Genvil

, and I have prayed the to looks and sugared words, sweet kisses and love check it. You know the thing cannot be, for you tokens; and when they are of middle age, they work know they have scarce ever met. us to their will by presents and courtesies, red wine "How should I know that,” said Genvil, " or thoa and red gold; and when they are old, we are fain to either? Watch them ever so close-much water slides run their errands to get out of sight of their old past the mill that Hob Miller never wots of. They leathern visages. Well, old De Lacy should have do correspond; that, at least, thou canst not deny ?" staid at home and watched his falcon. But it is all "I do deny it," said Amelot, "as I deay all that one to us, Stephen, and we may make some vantage can touch their honour.” to-day, for these boors have plundered more than one "Then how, in Heaven's name, comes he by such castle."

perfect knowledge of her motions, as he has disAy, ay," answered Pontoys, "the boor to the played no longer since than the morning ?" booty, and the banner-man to the boor, a right pithy "How should I tell ?" answered the page; "there proverb. But, prithee, canst thou say why his page- be such things, surely, as saints and good angels and ship leads us not forward yet ?''

if there be one on earth deserves their protection, it Pshaw !" answered Genvil, "the shake I gave is Dame Eveline Berenger." him has addled his brains--or perchance he has not "Well said, Master Counsel-keeper," replied Gen. swallowed all his tears yet; sloth it is not, for 'uis a vil, laughing; “but that will hardly pass on an old forward cockeril for his years, wherever honour is to trooper.---Saints and angels, quotha! most saintlike be won.-See, they now begin to move.-Well, it is a doings, I warrant you." singular thing this gentle blood. Stephen; for here is The page was about to continue his angry vindicaa child whom I but now baffled like a schoolboy, tion, when Stephen Pontoys and his followers inust lead us gray-beards where we may get our heads returned upon the spur. * Wenlock holds out broken, and that at the command of a light lady." bravely," he exclaimed, "though he is felly girded

“I warrant Sir Damian is secretary to my pretty in with these boors. The large crossbows are doing lady," answered Stephen Pontoys, "as this springald good service; and I little doubt his making his place Amelot is to Sir Damian; and so we poor men must good till we come up, if it please you to ride some obey and keep our mouths shut."

thing sharply. They have assailed the barriers, and "But our eyes open, Stephen Pontoys-forget not were close up to them even now, but were driven that."

back with small success. They were by this time out of the gates of the The party were now put in as rapid motion as castle, and upon the road leading to the village, in might consist with order, and soon reached the top which, as they understood by the intelligence of the of a small eminence, beneath which lay the village morning, Wenlock was besieged or blockaded by a where Wenlock was making his defence. The ar greatly superior number of the insurgent commons. rung with the cries and shouts of the insurgents, Amelot rode at the head of the troop, still embar- who, numerous as bees, and possessed of that dogged rassed by the affront which he had received in pre- spirit of courage so peculiar io the English, thronged sence of the soldiers, and lost in meditating how he like ants to the barriers and endeavoured to break was to eke out that deficiency of experience, which on down the palisades, or to climb over them, in despite former occasions had been supplied by the counsels of of the showers of stories and arrows from within, by the banner-man, with whom he was ashamed to seek which they suffered great loss, as well as by the a reconciliation. But Genvil was not of a nature swords and battle-axes of the men-at-arms, whenabsolutely sullen, though a habitual grumbler. He ever they came to hand-blows. rode up to the page, and having made his obeisance, “We are in time, we are in time," said Amelog, respectfully asked him whether it were not well that dropping the reins of his bridle, and joyfully clapping soine one or two of their number pricked forward his hands; "shake thy banner abroad, Genvilupon good horses to learn how it stood with Wen- give Wenlock and his fellows a fair view of it.lock, and whether they should be able to come up in Comrades, halt-breathe your horses for a moment.time to his assistance.

Hark hither, Genvil-If we descend by yonder broad “Methinks, banner-man," answered Amelot," you pathway into the meadow where the catile are"should take the ruling of the troop, since you know Bravo, my young falcon !" replied Genvil, whose so fittingly what should be done. You may be the love of battle, like that of the war-horse of Job, fitter to command, because-But I will not upbraid kindled at the sight of the spears, and at the sound you."

of the trumpet ; we shall have then an easy field . The pennon of a knight was, in shape, a long streamer, and for a charge on yonder knaves." forked like a swallow's tail : the banner of a Banueret was "What a thick black cloud the villains make! square, and was formed into the other by cutting the ends from said Amelot; "but we will let daylight through it pennon of John Chandos, by the Black Prince, before the battle with our lances-See, Genvil, the defenders hoist a of Nejara.

signal to show they have seen us.”

the pennon

"A signal to us?” exclaimed Genvil. "By Hea- | the castle of the Garde Doloureuse, and not without ven, it is a white flag-a signal of surrender!" losing several of their number by the way, some

“Surrender! they cannot dream of it, when we are straggling owing to the weariness of their horses, advancing to their succour," replied Amelot; when and others taking the opportunity of desertion, in two or three melancholy notes from the trumpets order to join with the bands of insurgents and plunof the besieged, with a ihundering and tumultuous derers, who had now gathered together in different acclamation from the besiegers, rendered the fact quartere soldiery.

and were augmented by recruits from the indisputable.

"Down goes Wenlock's pennon," said Genvil, Amelot, on his return to the castle, found that the "and the churls enter the barricades on all points. -- state of his master was still very precarious, and that Here has been cowardice or treachery-What is to be the Lady Eveline, though much exhausted, had not done ?"

yel retired to rest, but was awaiting his return with * Advance on them,” said Amelot, "retake the impatience. He was introduced to her accordingly, place and deliver the prisoners.”

and, with a heavy heart, mentioned the ineffectual "Advance, indeed !" answered the banner-man-event of his expedition. "Not a horse's length by my counsel-we should "Now the saints have pity upon us !" said the Lady have every nail in our corslets counted with arrow. Eveline; "for it seems as if a plague or pest attached shor, before we got down the hill in the face of such to me, and extended itself to all who interest thema multitude; and the place to storm afterwards-it selves in my welfare. From the moment they do so, were mere insanity.

their very virtues become snares to them; and what "Yet come a little forward along with me," said would, in every other case, recommend them to the page; "perhaps we may find some path in which honour, is turned to destruction to the friends of Evewe could descend unperceived."

line Berenger.”' Accordingly they rode forward a little way to recon- "Fear not, fair lady," said Amelot; "there are still noitre the face of the hill, the page still urging the men enough in my master's camp put down these possibility of descending it unperceived amid the con- disturbers of the public peace. I will but abide to fusion, when Genvil answered impatiently, "Un receive his instructions, and will hence to-morrow, perceived !--you are already perceived-here comes a and draw out a force to restore quiet in this part of fellow, pricking towards us as fast as his beast may the country.” trot."

'Alas! you know not yet the worst of it,” replied As he spoke, the rider came up to them. He was Eveline. "Since you went hence, we have received a short, thick-set peasant, in an ordinary frieze jacket certain notice, that when the soldiers at Sir Damian's and hose, with a blue cap on his head, which he had camp heard of the accident which he this morning been scarcely able to pull over a shock head of red met with, already discontented with the inactive life hair, that seemed in arms to repel the covering: The which they had of late led, and dispirited by the hurts man's hands were bloody, and he carried at his sad- and reported death of their leader, they have altodlebow a linen bag, which was also stained with gether broken up and dispersed their forces.--Yet be blood. “Ye be of Damian de Lacy's company, be of good courage, Amelot," she said ; "this house is ye not ?" said this rude messenger: and, when they strong enough to bear out a worse tempest than any answered in the affirmative, he proceeded with the that is likely to be poured on it; and if all men desert same blunt courtesy, "Hob Miller of Twyford com- your master in wounds and affliction, it becomes yet mends him to Damian de Lacy, and, knowing his more the part of Eveline Berenger to shelter and propurpose to amend disorders in the commonwealth, tect her deliverer." Hob Miller sends him toll of the grist which he hath grinded;" and with that he took from the bag a human head, and tendered it to Amelot.

CHAPTER XXVIII. “It is Wenlock's head," said Genvil—"how his eyes stare!''

Let our proud trumpet shake their castle wall, "They will stare after no more wenches now," said

Menacing death and ruin.-OTWAY. the boor-" I have cured him of caterwauling." The evil news with which the last chapter con

Thou !" said Amelot, stepping back in disgust and cluded were necessarily told to Damian de Lacy, as indignation.

the person whom they chiefly concerned ; and Lady “Yes, I myself,” replied the peasant ; "I am Eveline herself undertook the task of communicaGrand Justiciary of the Commons, for lack of a ting them, mingling what she said with tears, and better."

again interrupting those tears to suggest topics of “Grand hangman, thou wouldst say," replied hope and comfort, which carried no consolation to Genvil.

her own bosom. “Call it what thou list," replied the peasant. “Tru- The wounded knight continued with his face turned ly, it behoves men in state to give good example. I'll towards her, listening to the disastrous tidings, as bid no man do that I am not ready to do myself

. one who was no otherwise affected by them, than as It is as easy to hang a man, as to say hang him; we they regarded her who told the story. When she had will have no splitting of offices in this new world, done speaking, he continued as in a reverie, with his which is happily set up in old England.”

eyes so intently fixed upon her, that she rose up, with "Wretch !" said Amelot, "take back thy bloody the purpose of withdrawing froin looks by which she token to them that sent thee! Hadst thou not come felt herself embarrassed. He hastened to speak, that upon assurance, I had pinned thee to the earth with he might prevent her departure. "All that you have my lance-But, be assured, your cruelty shall be fear- said, fair lady," he replied, "had been enough, if told fully avenged.-Come, Genvil, let us to our men; by another, to have broken my heart; for it tells me there is no farther use in abiding here."

that the power and honour of my house, so solemnly The fellow, who had expected a very different recep- committed to my charge, have been blasted in my tion, stood staring after them for a few moments, then misfortụnes. But when I look upon you, and hear replaced his bloody trophy in the wallet, and rode your voice, I forget every thing, saving that you have back to them who sent him.

been rescued, and are here in honour and safety. "This comes of meddling with men's amourettes," Let me therefore pray of your goodness that I may said Genvil ; "Sir Damian would needs brawl with be removed from the castle which holds you, and sent Wenlock about his dealings with this miller's daugh- elsewhere. I am in no shape worthy of your farther ter, and you see they account him a favourer of their care, since I have no longer the swords of others at enterprise; it will be well if others do not take up the my disposal, and am totally unable for the present to same opinion. I wish we were rid of the trouble draw my own." which such suspicions may bring upon us--ay, were "And if you are generous enough to think of me in it at the price of my best horse-T am like to lose him your own misfortunes, noble knight," answered Eveat any rate with the day's hard service, and I would line, " can you suppose that I forget wherefore, and it were the worst it is to cost us.'

in whose rescue, these wounds were incurred ?' No, The party returned, wearied and discomforted, to Damian, speak not of removal-while there is a turret of the Garde Doloureuse standing, within that turret 80. Permit me one word more. Since you are deshall you find shelter and protection. Such, I am termined not to avail yourself of your freerom, even well assured, would be the pleasure of your uncle, when the fatal period of your engagement is espired, were he here in person.”.

why suffer this young man to share our solitude ?-It seemed as if a sudden pang of his wound had He is surely well enough to be removed to some other seized upon Damian; for, repeating the words My place of security. Let us resume our former seques uncle !" he writhed himself round, and averted his tered mode of life, until Providence send us some face from Eveline; then again composing himself, better or more certain prospects." replied, “ Alas! knew my uncle how ill I have obeyed Eveline sighed-looked down-then looking uphis precepts, instead of sheltering me within this wards, once more had opened her lips to express house, he would command me to be flung from the her willingness to enforce so reasonable an arrangebattlements !"

ment, but for Damian's recent wounds, and ite "Fear not his displeasure," said Eveline, again distracted state of the country, when she was inpreparing to withdraw; " but endeavour, by the com- terrupted by the shrill sound of trumpets blown posure of your spirit, to aid the healing of your before the gate of the castle; and Raoul, with wounds; when, I doubt not, you will be able again anxiety on his brow, came limping to inform his to establish good order in the Constable's jurisdic- lady, that a knight, attended by a pursuivant-attion, long before his return."

arms, in the royal livery, with a strong, gnard, was She coloured as she pronounced the last words, in front of the castle, and demanded admittance in and hastily left the apartment. When she was in the name of the King. her own chamber, she dismissed her other attend- Eveline paused a moment ere she replied, "Yot ants, and retained Rose. "What dost thou think even to the King's order shall the castle of my aathese things, my wise maiden and monitress ?" said cestors be opened, until we are well assured of the she.

person by whom, and the purpose for which, it is "I would," replied Rose, “either that this young demanded. We will ourself to the gale, and learn knight had never entered this castle-or, that being the meaning of this summons.--My veil, Rase; and here, he could presently leave it-or, that he could call my women.--Again that trumpet sounds! Aas! honourably remain here for ever."

it rings like a signal to death and ruin." “What dost thou mean by remaining here for The prophetic apprehensions of Eveline were not ever?" said Eveline, sharply and hastily.

false; for scarce had she reached the door of the "Let me answer that question with another-How apartment, when she was met by the page Amelot, in long has the Constable of Chester been absent from a state of such disordered apprehension as an elére of England ?"

chivalry was scarce on any occasion permitted to "Three years come Saint Clement's day,” said display. "Lady, noble lady," he said, hastily bendEveline; "and what of that ?"

ing his knee to Eveline, save my dearest master "Nay, nothing; but".

You, and you alone, can save him at this extremur." But what?-1 command you to speak out." "I!" said Eveline, in astonishment-" I save him?

A few weeks will place your hand at your own And from what danger?-God knows how willingly!! disposal.”

There she stopped short

, as if afraid to trust And think you, Rose," said Eveline, rising with herself with expressing what rose to her lips. dignity, "that there are no bonds save those which "Guy Monthermer, lady, is at the gate, with a are drawn by the scribe's pen ?-We know little of pursuivant and the royal banner. The hereditary the Constable's adventures; but we know enough to enemy of the House of Lacy, thus accompanied, show that his towering hopes have fallen, and his comes hither for no good-the extent of the evil I sword and courage proved too weak to change the know not, but for evil he comes. My master siew his fortunes of the Sultan Saladin. Suppose him return- nephew at the field of Malpas, and iherefore, ing some brief time hence, as we have seen so many He was here interrupted by another flourish of trumcrusaders regain their homes, poor and broken in pets, which rung, as if in shrill impatience, through health-suppose that he finds his lands laid waste, the vaults of the ancient fortress. and his followers dispersed, by the consequence of The Lady Eveline hasted to the gate and found tha: their late misfortunes, how would it sound should he the wardens, and others who attended there were also find that his betrothed bride had wedded and looking on each other with doubtful and alarmned endowed with her substance the nephew whom he countenances, which they turned upon her at her most trusted !-Dost thou think such an engagement arrival, as if to seek from their mistress the comfort is like a Lombard's mortgage, which must be redeemed and the courage which they could not communicate to on the very day, else forfeiture is sure to be awarded ?" each other. Without the gate mounted, and in eam

"I cannot iell, madam," replied Rose; "but they plete armour, was an elderly and stately, knight, that keep their convenant to the letter, are, in my whose raised visor and beaver depressed, showed a country, held bound to no more ?"

beard already grizzled. Beside himn appeared the "That is a Flemish fashion, Rose,” said her mis- pursuivant on horseback, the royal arms embroidered tress; “but the honour of a Norman is not satisfied on his heraldic dress of office, and all the importante with an observance so limited. What! wouldst thou of offended consequence on his countenance, which have my honour, my affections, my duty, all that is was shaded by his barret-cap and triple plume. most valuable to a woman, depend on the same pro- They were attended by a body of about filty soldiers, gress of the kalendar which a usurer watches for arranged under the guidon of England. ihe purpose of seizing on a forfeited pledge ?-Am I When the Lady Eveline appeared at the barrier, the such a mere commodity, that I must belong to one knight, after a slight reverence, which seemed more man if he claims me before Michaelmas, to another in formal courtesy than in kindness, demanded if he if he comes afterwards ?-No, Rose; I did not thus saw the daughter of Ramond Berenger. “ And is il" interpret my engagement, sanctioned as it was

by he continued, when he had received an answer in the the special providence of Our Lady of the Garde Do- affirmative," before the castle of that approved and loureuse."

favoured servant of the House of Anjou, that King "It is a feeling worthy of you, my dearest lady," Henry's trumpets have thrice sounded, without answered the attendant; yet you are so young--so obtaining an entrance for those who are honoured beset with perils-so much exposed to calumny—that with

their Sovereign's command ?? I, at least, looking forward to the time when you may 'My condition," answered Eveline, "must excuse have a legal companion and protector, see it as an my caution. I am a lone maiden, residing in a extrication from much doubt and danger."

frontier fortress. I may admit no one without “Do not think of it, Rose," answered Eveline; inquiring his purpose and being assured that his

do not liken your mistress to those provident dames, entrance consists with the safety of the place, and who, while one husband yet lives, though in old age mine own honour.” or weak health, are prudently engaged in plotting for Since your are so punctilious, lady," replied another."

Monthermer, “know, that in the present distracted "Enough, my dearest lady,” said Rose ;-"yet not state of the country, it is his Grace the King's

pleasure to place within your walls a body of men-al-memory her boding vision or dream. "Alas!" she arms, sufficient to guard this important castle, both said, " ihe vengeance of the fiend is about to be acfrom the insurgent peasants who burn and slay, complished. Widow'd wife and wedded maid-these and from the Welsh, who, it must be expected, will epithets have long been mine. Betrothed !-wo's according to their wont in time of disturbance, make me! it is the key-stone of my destiny. Betrayer I incursions on the frontiers. Undo your gates, then am now denounced, though, thank God, I am clear Lady of Berenger, and suffer his Grace's forces to from the guilt! It only follows that I should be beenter the castle.'

trayed, and the evil prophecy will be fulfilled to the “Sir Knight," answered the lady " this castle, like very letter." every other fortress in England, is the King's by law; but by law also I am the keeper and defender of it; and it is the tenure by which my ancestors held these

CHAPTER XXIX. lands. I have men enough to maintain the Garde Out on ye, owls ;-Nothing but songs of death? Doloureuse in my time, as my father, and my grand

Richard III. father before him, defended it in theirs. The King is More than three months had elapsed since the gracious to send me succours, but I need not the aid event narrated in the last chapter, and it had been of hirelings; neither do I think it safe to admit such the precursor of others of still greater importance, into my casile, who may, in this lawless time, make which will evolve themselves in the course of our themselves masters of it for other than its lawful narrative. But, as we profess to present to the reader mistress.

not a precise detail of circumstances, according to "Lady," replied the old warrior, “his grace is not their order and date, but a series of pictures, endesignorant of the molives which produce a contumacy vouring to exhibit the most striking incidents before Lke this. It is not any apprehension for the royal the eye or imagination of those whom it may concern, forces which influences you, a royal vassal, in this we therefore open a new scene, and bring other actors refractory conduct. I mighi proceed upon your re- upon the stage. fusal to proclaim you a traitor to the Crown, but the Along a wasted tract of country, more than twelve King remembers the services of your father. Know, miles distant from the Garde Doloureuse, in the heat then, we are not ignorant that Damian de Lacy, of a summer noon, which shed a burning lustre on accused of instigating and heading this insurrection, the silent valley and the blackened ruins of the cottaof deserting his duty in the field, and abandoning a ges with which it had been once graced, two travellers poble comrade to the sword of the brutal peasants, walked slowly, whose palmer cloaks, pilgrims' staves, has found shelter under this roof with little credit to large slouched hats, with a scallop shell bound on the your loyalty as a vassal, or your conduct as a high-born front of each, above all, the cross, cut in red cloth maiden. Deliver him up to us, and I will draw off upon their shoulders, marked them as pilgrims who these men-at-arms, and dispense, though I may scarce had accomplished their vow, and had returned from answer doing so, with the occupation of the castle." that fatal bourne, from which in those days, returned

"Guy de Montheriner," answered Eveline," he so few of the thousands who visited it, whether in that throws a stain on my name, speaks falsely and the love of enterprise, or in the ardour of devotion. unworthily; as for Damian de Lacy, he knows how The pilgrims had passed, that morning, through a to defend his own fame. This only let me say, that, scene of devastation similar to, and scarce surpassed while he takes his abode in the castle of the betrothed in misery by, those which they had often trod during of his kinsman, she delivers him to no one, least of all the wars of the Cross. They had seen hamlets which to his well-known feudal enemy-Drop the portcullis, appeared to have suffered all the fury of military exwardens and let it not be raised without my special ecution, the houses being burned to the ground; and order."

in many cases the carcasses of the miserable inhabitThe portcullis, as she spoke, fell rattling and clang-ants, or rather relics of such objects, were suspended ing to the ground, and Monthermer, in baffled apite, on temporary gibbets, or on the irees, which had been remained excluded from the castle. Unworthy allowed to remain standing, only, it would seem, to lady"-- he began in passion, then checking himself, serve the convenience of the executioners. Living said calmly to the pursuivant, “Ye are witness that creatures they saw none, excepting those wild denizens she hath admitted that the traitor is within that of nature who seemed silently resuming the now castle-ye are witness that, lawfully summoned, this wasted district, from which they might have been Eveline Berenger refuses to deliver him up. Do your formerly expelled by the course of civilization. Their duty, Sir Pursuivant, as is usual in such cases.' ears were no less disagreeably occupied than their The pursuivant then advanced and proclaimed, in eyes

. The pensive travellers might indeed hear the the formal and fatal phrase befitting the occasion, that screams of the raven, as lamenting the decay of the Eveline Berenger, lawfully summoned, refusing to carnage on which he had been gorged; and now and admit the King's forces into her castle, and to deliver then the plaintive howl of some dog, deprived of his up the body of u false traitor, called Damian de Lacy, home and master; but no sounds which argued either had herself incurred the penalty of high treason, and labour or domestication of any kind. had involved within the saine doom all who aided, The sable figures, who with wearied steps, as it apaberted, or maintained her in holding out the said peared, travelled through these scenes of desolation castle against their allegiance to Henry of Anjou. and ravage, seemed assimilated to them in appear; The trumpets, so soon as the voice of the herald had ance. They spoke not with each other—they looked ceased, confirmed the doom he had pronounced, by a not to each other-but one, the shorter of the pair, long and ominous peal, startling from their nests the keeping about half a pace in front of his companion, owl and the raven, who replied to it by their ill-boding they moved slowly, as priests returning from a sinner's

death-bed, or rather as species flirting along the preThe defenders of the castle looked on each other cints of a churchyard. with blank and dejected countenances, while Mont- At length they reached a grassy mound, on the top hermer, raising aloft his lance, exclaimed, as he of which was placed one of those receptacles for the turned his

horse from the castle gate, "When I next dead of the ancient British chiefs of distinction, called approach the Garde Doloureuse, it will be not merely Kist-Vaen, which are composed of upright fragments to intimate, but to execute, the mandate of my Sove- of granite, so placed as to form a stone coffin, or reign."

something bearing that resemblance. The sepulchre As Eveline stood pensively to behold the retreat had been long violated by the victorious Saxons, of Monthermer and his associates, and to consider either in scorn or in idle curiosity, or because treawhat was to be done in this emergency, she heard one sures were supposed to be sometimes concealed in of the Flemings, in a low tone, ask an Englishman, such spots. The huge flat stone which had once been who stood beside him, what was the meaning of a the cover of the coffin, if so it might be termed, lay traitor.

broken in two pieces ai some distance from the sepul"One who betrayeth a trust reposed—a betrayer," chre; and, overgrown as the fragments were with said the interpreter.

grass and lichens, showed plainly that the lid had been The phrase which he used recalled to Eveline's ) removed to its present situation many years before.

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A stunted and doddered oak still spread its branches entirely precluded us from getting information from over the open and rude mausoleurn, as if the Druid's | any one respecting the state of things here, which it badge and emblem, shattered and storm-broken, was behoved your lordship, much to know, and which I still bending to offer its protection to the last remnants must needs say looks gloomy and suspicious enough" of their worship:

“Still art thou a fool, Guarine," said the Consta* This, then, is the Kist-vaen," said the shorter ble; "for, look you, had Vidal meant ill by 13, wby pilgrim; and here we must abide tidings of our should he not have betrayed us to the Welsh, or sulscout. But what, Philip Guarine, have we to expect fered us, by showing such knowledge as thou and I as an explanation of the devastation which we have may have of their gibberish, to betray ourselves ** traversed ?"

"Well, my lord," said Guarine, "I may be silenced. * Some incursion of the Welsh wolves, my lord,” but not satisfied. All the fair words he can speakreplied Guarine; "and, by Our Lady, here lies a poor all the fine tunes he can play-Renault Vidal will be Saxon sheep whom they have snapped up."

to my eyes ever a dark and suspicious man, with feaThe Constable (for he was the pilgrim who had tures always ready to mould themselves into the firwalked foremost) turned as he heard his squire speak, test form to attract confidence; with a iongue framed and saw the corpse of a man amongst the long grass; to utter the most flattering and agreeable words at by which, indeed, it was so hidden, that he himself one time, and at another to play shrewd plainess or had passed without notice, what the esquire, in less blunt honesty; and an eye which, when he thinks abstracted mood, had not failed to observe. The lea- himsel unobserved, contradicts every assumed er. thern doublet of the slain bespoke him an English pression of features, every protestation of honesty, peasant--the body lay on its face, and the arrow and every word of couriesy or cordiality to which his which had caused his death still stuck in his back. tongue has given utterance. But I speak not more

Philip Guarine, with the cool indifference of one on ihe subject; only I am an old mastiff, of the true accustomed to such scenes, drew the shaft from the breed-I love my master, but cannot endure some of znan's back, as composedly as he would have re- those whom he favours; and yonder, as I judge, comes moved it from the body of a deer. With similar in-Vidal, to give us such an account of our situation, as difference the Constable signed to his esquire to give it shall please him.". him the arrow-looked at it with indolent curiosity, A horseman was indeed seen advancing in the path and then said, " Thou hast forgotten thy old crafi, towards the Kist-vaen, with a hasty pace; and his Guarine, when thou callest that a Welsh shaft. Trust dress, in which something of the Eastern fashion was ine, it fiew from a Norman bow; but why it should manifest, with the fantastic attire usually worn by be found in the body of that English churl, I can ill men of his profession, made the Constable aware that guess."

the minstrel, of whom they were speaking, was raSome runaway serf, I would warrant-some mon pidly approaching them. grel cur, who had joined the Welsh pack of hounds,'' Although Hugo de Lacy rendered this attendant no answered the esquire.

more than what in justice he supposed his services "It may be so," said the Constable; "but I rather demanded, when he vindicated him from the suspiaugur some civil war among the Lords Marchers cions thrown ou! by Guarine, yet at the bottom of his themselves. The Welsh, indeed, sweep the villages, heart he had sometimes shared those suspicions, and and leave nothing behind them but blood and ashes, was often angry at himself

, as a just and honest man, but here even castles seem to have been stormed and for censuring, on the slight testimony of looks, and iaken. May God send us good news of the Garde sometimes casual expressions, a fidelity which seemed Doloureuse !"

to be proved by many acts of zeal and integrity. " Amen!" replied his squire; "but if Renault Vidal When Vidal approached and dismounted to make brings it

, 'cwill be the first time he has proved a bird his obeisance, his master hasted to speak to him in of good omen.”.

words of favour, as if conscious he had been parus Philip,” said the Constable, "I have already told sharing Guarine's unjust judgment upon him, by even thee thou art a jealous-pated

fool. How many times listening to it. "Welcome, my trusty Vidal," he sad; has Vidal shown his faith in doubt-his address in "thou last been the raven that fed us on the mountdifficulty--his courage in battle-his patience under ains of Wales, be now the dove that brings us good buffering ?"

tidings from the Marches. - Thou art silent. What "It may be all very true, my lord,” replied Gua- mean these downcast looks-that embarrassed carfine; "yei--but what avails to speak ?-1 own he riage--that cap plucked down o'er thine eyes ?--Ia has done you sometimes good service; but loath God's name, inan, speak!--Fear not for me-I can were I that your life or honour were at the mercy of bear worse than tongue of man may tell. Thou hasi Renault Vidal.'

seen me in the wars of Palestine, when iny brave tol“In the name of all the saints, thou peevish and lowers fell, man by man, around me, and when I was suspicious fool, what is it thou canst found upon to left well nigh alone-and did I blench then ?-Tbog his prejudice ?"

hast seen me when the ship's keel lay grating on the "Nothing, my lord,” replied Guarine, " but in- rock, and the billows few in foam over her deck-did stinctive suspicion and aversion. The child that, for i blench then?-No-nor will I now." the first time, sees a snake, knows nothing of its evil “Boast not," said the minstrel, looking fixedly upon properties, yet he will not chase it and take it up as the Constable, as the former assumed the port and he would a butterfly. Such is my dislike of Vidal-1 countenance of one who sets Fortune and her utmost cannot help it. I could pardon the man his malicious malice at defiance-"boast not, lest thy bands be and gloomy sideiong looks, when he thinks no one made strong." observes him ; but his sneering laugh I cannot for- There was a pause of a minute, during which the give--it is like the beast we heard of in Judea, who group formed at this instant a singular picture. laughs, they say, before he tears and destroys." Afraid to ask, yet ashamed to seem to fear the ill

" Philip," said De Lacy, “I am sorry for thee- tidings which impended, the Constable confronted his sorry, from my soul, to see such a predominating and messenger with person erect, arms folded, and brow causeiess jealousy occupy the brain of a gallant old expanded with resolution; while the minsirel, carri xi soldier. Here, in this last misfortune, to recall no beyond his usual and guarded apathy by the interest inore ancient proofs of his fidelity, could he mean of the moment, bent on his master a keen fixed glance, otherwise than well with us, when, thrown by ship- as if to observe whether his courage was real or aswreck upon the coast of Wales, we would have been sumed. doomed to instant death, had the Cymri recognised Philip Guarine, on the other hand, to whom Heaven, in me the Constable of Chester, and in thee his trusty in assigning him a rough exterior, had denied neither esquire, the executioner of his commands against the sense nor observation, kept his eye in turn firmly fixed Welsh'in so many instances ?"

on Vidal, as if endeavouring to determine what was "I acknowledge," said Philip Guarine, " death had the character of that deep interest which gleamed in surely been our fortune, had not that man's

ingenuity the minstrel's

looks apparently, and was unable to represented us a3 pilgrims, and, under that character, ascertain whether it was that of a faithful domestic acted as our interpreter--and in that character he sympathetically agitated by the bad news with which

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