第4章
加入书架 A- A+
点击下载App,搜索"A Monk of Fife by Andrew Lang",免费读到尾

  \"GraciousPucelle,\"Isaid,inFrench,turningtotheMaiden,\"mylife,andthefortuneofonewhowouldgladlyfighttothedeathbyyourside,areinyourhands。Fortheloveoftheblessedsaints,yoursisters,andofHimwhosendsyouonyourholymission,praythisdemoiselletoletmeenterthehousewithyou,andtellmytaletoyouandher。IfIsatisfyyounotofmyhonourandgoodintent,Iamready,inthishour,togobeforethemenoflaw,anddelivermyselfuptotheirjustice。Forthoughmylifeisinjeopardy,I

  dreaddeathlessthantheangerofthishonourabledemoiselle。Andverilythisisamatterofinstantlifeordeath。”

  Sosaying,Iclaspedmyhandsinthemannerofoneinprayer,settingallmysoulintomyspeech,asamandesperate。

  TheMaidenhadlistenedverygravely,andsweetlyshesmiledwhenmyprayerwasended。

  \"Verily,\"shesaidtome,\"hereisdeeperwaterthanIcanfathom。

  Elliot,mamie,youhearhowgently,andinwhatdistress,thisfairlassbeseechesus。”

  \"Fairlass!\"criedElliot:andthenbrokeoffbetweenasobandalaugh,herhandcatchingatherside。

  \"Ifyouloveme,\"saidtheMaid,lookingonherastonished,andnotwithoutanger——\"ifyouloveme,asyouhavesaid,youthatarethefirstofmycomforters,and,tillthisday,myonlyfriendinyourstrangetown,letthelasscomeinandtellushertale。For,evenifshebedistraught,andbesideherself,asIwelldeem,Iamsenttobeafriendofallthemthatsuffer。Moreover,mamie,Ihavegladtidingsforyou,whichIamlongingtospeak,butspeakitI

  willnever,whilethelassgoesthusinterrorandfearofdeathorshame。”

  Insayingtheselastwords,thefashionofhercountenancewaschangedtoasweetentreatyandcommand,suchasfewcouldhavebeheldanddeniedherwhatshecraved,andshelaidherhandlightlyonElliot\'sshoulder。

  \"Come,\"saidElliot,\"beitasyouwill;comeinwithme;andyou\"——

  turningtomyself——\"doyoufollowus。”

  Theypassedintothehouse,Icomingafter,andthearcherwaitingatthedoor。

  \"Letnoneenter,\"saidtheMaidentoherarcher,\"unlessanycometomefromtheKing,orunlessitbethemasterofthehouse。”

  Wepassedintothechamberwheremymasterwaswonttopainthismissalsandpsalterswhenhewouldbealone。ThenElliotverygraciouslybadetheMaidenbeseated,butherselfstoodup,facingme。

  \"GraciousMaiden,andmessengeroftheholysaints,\"shesaid,\"thislass,asyoudeemher,isnowoman,butaman,myfather\'sapprentice,whohascladhimselfthustomakeofyouamockeryandalaughing-stock,becausethatyou,beingamaid,goattiredasaman,bythewillofThemwhosentyoutosaveFrance。HaveIsaidenough,anddoIwelltobeangry?\"andhereyesshoneasshespoke。

  TheMaiden\'sbrowsmetinwrath;shegazeduponmesteadfastly,andIlooked——sinfulmanthatIam!——toseeherhandgotothehiltoftheswordthatshewore。But,makingnomotion,sheonlysaid-

  \"Andthou,whereforehastthoumockedatonewhodidtheenoevil,andatthisdamsel,thymaster\'sdaughter?\"

  \"GentleMaiden,\"Isaid,\"listentomeforbutalittlemoment。Itmaybe,whenthouhastheardall,thatthouwiltstillbewrothwithme,thoughnotformockery,whichwasneverinmymind。Butthegentledamsel,thyfriend,willassuredlypardonme,whohavealreadyputmylifeinperilforthysake,andforthesakeofourdearcountryofScotlandandhergoodname。”

  \"Thylifeinperilforme!Howmeanyou?Istoodinnodanger,andIneversawyourfacebefore。”

  \"Yethastthousavedmylife,\"Isaid;\"butofthatwemaydevisehereafter。Iam,indeed,thoughagentlemanbybloodandbirth,theapprenticeofthefatherofthisdamsel,thyfriend,whoishimselfagentlemanandofagoodhouse,butpovertydrivesmentostrangeshifts。ThisdayIwentwithmymastertothecastle,andIwasonthedrawbridgewhenthou,withthegentlementhyesquires,passedoverittoseetheKing。Onthatbridgeaman-at-armsspoketotheeshamefulwords,blasphemingtheholynameofGod。Nosoonerhadstthougonebythanheturnedonme,revilingmynativecountryofScotland。ThenI,notdeemingthattoenduresuchtauntsbecamemybirthandbreeding,struckhimonhislyingmouth。Then,aswewrestledonthebridge,webothstruckagainstthebarrier,whichwaslow,frail,andold,sothatitgavewayunderourweight,andwebothfellintothemoat。WhenIrosehewasnotinsight,otherwiseIwouldhavesavedhimbyswimming,forIdesiretohavethelifeofnomanonmyhandsinprivatequarrel。Butthearchersshotatmefromthedrawbridge,sothatIhadtotakethoughtformyself。ByswimmingunderthewaterIescaped,behindajuttingrock,toasecretstair,whenceIpushedmywayintoachamberofthecastle。Thereinwasadamsel,busywiththelinen,who,ofhergoodwill,cladmeinthiswretchedapparelabovemyowngarb,andso,forthattime,savedmylife,andIpassedforthunknown;butyethathcausedmetolosewhatIprizemorehighlythanlife——thatis,thegraciouscountenanceofthisgentlelady,thyfriendandmymaster\'sdaughter,whomitismyhonouranddutyinallthingstopleaseandserve。Tellme,then,doImerityourwrathasajesterandamock-maker,ordoesthisgentleladywelltobeangrywithherservitor?\"

  TheMaidencrossedherself,andmurmuredaprayerforthesoulofhimwhohaddiedinthemoat。ButElliotinstantlyflewtome,and,draggingoffmywoman\'scap,torewithherfairhandsatthewhitelinensmockaboutmyneckandwaist,sothatitwasrentasunderandfellonthefloor,leavingmecladinmywetdoubletandhose。

  Atthissight,withoutwordspoken,shebrokeoutintothemerriestlaughterthateverIheard,andthemostwelcome;andtheMaidtoo,catchingthemaladyofhermirth,laughedlowandgraciously,sothattoseeandhearherwasmarvel。

  \"Begone!\"criedElliot——\"begone,andshiftthydrippinggear\";and,asIfledswiftlytomychamber,Iheardherlaughteryet,thoughtherecameasobintoit;butfortheMaid,shehadalreadystintedinhermirthereIlefttheroom。

  InthisstrangeandunseemlyfashiondidIfirstcomeintotheknowledgeofthisadmirableMaid——whom,alas!Iwastoseemoreoftensadthanmerry,andweepingratherthanlaughing,though,eveninherutmostneed,herheartcouldbelightandhermirthfree:amannerthatisuncommonevenamongbravemen,but,inwomen,neverknownbymesaveinher。Foritisthewayofwomentobeverybusyandseriouslyconcernedaboutthesmallestthings,whereatamanonlysmiles。Butshe,withherlifeatstake,couldpluckgaietyforthofdanger,iftheperilthreatenednonebutherself。ThesemannersofhersIlearnedtoknowandmarvelatinthelaterdaysthatcametoosoon;butnowinmychamber,Ishiftedmywetraimentfordrywithaheartwondrouslight。Mycraig{13}wasinperil,aswesay,neitherlessnormorethanhalfanhouragone,butIhadescapedtheangerofElliot;andeven,asIdeemed,hadwonmoreofhergoodcountenance,seeingthatIhadstruckablowforScotlandandforherfriend。Thisthoughtmademegreatcheerinmyheart;

  asIheard,fromtheroombelow,thevoicesofthetwogirlsdevisingtogetherveryseriouslyfornighthespaceofanhour。

  But,knowingthattheymighthavematterssecretbetweenthemselvestotellof,fortheMaidenhadsaidthatshebroughtgoodtidings,I

  keptcoyandtomyselfinmylittleupperchamber。Toleavethehouse,indeed,wasmorethanmylifewasworth。NowtoflyandhidewaswhatIcouldnotbringmyselftoventure;hereIwouldstaywheremyheartwas,andtakewhatfortunethesaintsmightsend。SoIenduredtowait,andnotgladdenmyselfwiththesightofElliot,andtheknowledgeofhowInowstoodwithher。Tomethiswasgreatpenance,butatlastthevoicesceased,and,lookingsecretlyfromthewindow,IsawtheMaidendepart,herarcherfollowingher。

  NowIcouldnolongerbridleinmydesiretobewithElliot,andlearnwhetherIwasindeedforgiven,andhowIstoodinherfavour。

  So,passingdownthestairthatledfrommycubicle,Istoodatthedooroftheroomwhereinshewasandknockedtwice。Butnoneanswered,and,venturingtoenter,Iheardthesoundofastifledsob。Shehadthrownherselfonasettle,herfaceturnedtothewall,andtheafternoonsunwasshiningonheryellowhair,whichlaylooseuponhershoulders。

  Idaredtosaynoword,andsheonlymadeamotionofherhandtowardsme,thatIshouldbegone,withoutshowingmethelightofhercountenance。OnthisIwentforthstealthily,myheartagainveryheavy,fortheMaidenhadspokenoflearninggoodtidings;andwhereforeshouldmymistressweep,who,anhouragone,hadbeensomerry?Difficultarethewaysofwomen,alanguagehardtobeunderstood,wherefore\"love,\"astheRomansays,\"isfullofanxiousfears。”

  MuchmisdoubtinghowIfaredinElliot\'sheart,anddevisingwithinmyselfwhatthisnewsorrowofElliot\'smightsignify,Ihalfforgotmyowndanger,yetnotsomuchastofareforthofthedoors,orevenintothebooth,wherecustomersmightcome,andIbeknown。

  ThereforeIpassedintoaroombehindthebooth,wheremymasterwaswonttoinstructmeinmypainting;andthere,sincebettermightnotbe,IsetaboutgrindingandmixingsuchcoloursasIknewthatherequired。

  Ihadnotbeenlongaboutthistask,whenIheardhimentertheboothfromwithout,whencehewalkedstraightintomyworkroom。I

  lookedupfrommycolours,whereathisface,whichwasruddy,grewwan,hestaggeredback,and,beinglame,reeledagainstthewall。

  Therehebroughtup,crossinghimself,andmakingthesignofthecrossatme。

  \"Avaunt!\"hesaid,\"inthenameofthisholysign,whetherthouartawanderingspirit,oradevilinadeadman\'ssemblance。”

  \"Master,\"Isaid,\"Iamneitherspiritnordevil。Wasiteveryetheardthatbrownieorboglemixedcoloursforapainter?Nay,touchme,andseewhetherIamnotofsinfulScotsfleshandblood\";andthereonIlaughedaloud,knowingwhatcausedhisfear,andmerryatthesightofit,forhehadeverheldtalesof\"diablerie,\"andofwraithsandfreitsandfetches,inhighscorn。

  Hesathimdownonachairandgapeduponme,whileIcouldnotcontainmyselffromlaughing。

  \"ForGod\'ssake,\"saidhe,\"bringmeacupofredwine,formywitsarewandering。Deil\'sbuckie,\"hesaidintheScots,\"willwaternotdrownyou?Faith,then,itistohempthatyouwereborn,asshallshortlybeseen。”

  Idrewhimsomewinefromacaskthatstoodinthecorner,ondraught。Hedrankitatoneventure,andheldoutthecupformore,thecolourcomingbackintohisface。

  \"Didthearcherstellmefalse,then,whentheysaidthatyouhadfiredupatachanceword,andflungyourselfandthesentinelintothemoat?Andwherehaveyoubeenwastingyourtime,andwhywentyoufromthebridgeereIcameback,ifthearcherstookanotherprenticeladforNormanLeslie?\"

  \"Theytoldyoutruth,\"Isaid。

  \"Then,inthenameofAntichrist——thatIshouldsayso!——howscapedyoudrowning,andhowcameyouhere?\"

  Itoldhimthestory,asbrieflyasmightbe。

  \"Illluckgowithyonsecond-sightedwenchthathasbewitchedElliot,andyoutoo,forallthatIcansee。NeverdidIthinktobefrayedwithabogle,{14}and,asmighthavebeendeemed,theboglebutaprenticeloon,whenallwasdone。Tomythinkingallthisfairyworkisnomoretruethanthatyouareadeadman\'swraith。Buttheyareallwildaboutit,atthecastle,whereIwaskeptlong,doingnotrade,andlisteningtotheirmadclatter。”

  Hetookoutofhispouchaparcelheedfullywrappedinsoftfoldsofsilk。

  \"HereisthisBookofHours,\"hesaid,\"thatIhavespentmyeyesight,andgold,purple,andcarmine,andcobaltupon,thesethreeyearspast;ajewelitis,thoughIsayso。AndIhadgoodhopetosellittoHughKennedy,forhehasoflatehadluckintakingtwoEnglishknightsprisonersatOrleans——theonlyprofitabletradethatmennowcandrive,——andthegoodknightdearlylovesapaintedbookofdevotion;especiallyif,likethisofmine,itbeadornedwiththelovesofJupiter,andtheSwan,andDanae,andotherheathenpliskies。Wewerechafferingovertheprice,andgettingnearabargain,whenincomesPatrickOgilviewithataleofthissecond-sightedMaid,andhowshehadbeencalledtoseetheKing,andofwhatbefell。First,itseems,shebodedthedeathofthatlucklesslimbofasentinel,andthenyoutookituponyoutofulfilhersaying,andsoyouandheweredrowned,andIleftprenticeless。LittlecomforttomeitwastohearKennedyandOgilviepraiseyouforagoodScotandtrue,andsaythatitwasgreatpityofyourdeath。”

  Atthishearingmyheartleapedforjoy,first,atmyownpraisefromsuchgoodknights,andnext,becauseIsawablinkofhope,havingfriendsatCourt。Mymasterwenton-

  \"Next,Ogilvietoldhowhehadbeeninhall,withtheDauphin,theChancellorTremouille,andsomescoresofknightsandnobles,agreatthrong。TheywereallwaitingonthisLorrainerwench,fortheDauphinhadbeentold,atlast,thatshebroughtaletterfromBaudricourt,butbeforehewouldnotseeher。Thisletterhadbeenkeptfromhim,Iguessbywhom,andtherewasotherclashofmarvelswroughtbyher,Iknownotwhat。Sotheirwisdomwassetonputtinghertoakindoftrial,foolishenough!AyoungknightwasdressedinjewelsandacoronetoftheKing\'s,andtheKingwascladrightsoberly,andheldhimselffarbackinthethrong,whiletheotherstoodinfront,lookingbig。Sothewenchcomesin,and,walkingstraightthroughthepressofknights,withherheadhigh,kneelstotheKing,wherehestoodretired,andcallshim\"gentleDauphin\"!

  \"\"Nay,mamie,\"sayshe,\"\'tisnotIwhoamtheDauphin,buthisHighnessyonder,\"——pointingtotheyoungknight,whoshowedallhisplumagelikeamuircockinspring。

  \"Nay,gentleDauphin,\"sheanswers,soOgilviesaid,\"itistotheethatIamsent,andnoother,andIamcometosavethegoodtownofOrleans,andtoleadtheetothysacringatRheims。”

  \"Heretheywereallstruckamazed,andtheKingnotleast,whothenhadsomewordsapartwiththegirl。AndhehasgivenherroomsintheTourCoudrayewithinthecastle;andtheclergyandthedoctorsaretoexamineherstraitly,whethershebefromagoodairt,{15}

  oranill,andallbecausesheknewtheKing,shewhohadneverseenhimbefore。Whyshouldsheneverhaveseenhim——whowarrantsmeofit?——shedwellingtheselastdaysnighthecastle!Freitsarefolly,tomythinking,andfoolstheythatfollowthem。Lad,yougavemeagliff;passmeanotherstoupofwine!Freits,forsooth!\"

  Iservedhim,andhesatandchuckledinhischair,beingpleasuredbythethoughtofhisownwisdom。\"NotawordofthistoElliot,though,\"hesaidsuddenly;\"whenthereisawomaninahouse——

  blessingsonher!——itisanythingforaquietlife!But,\"nomDieu!\"whatwiththefrightyougaveme,sittingthere,whereasI

  deemedyouweremeatforeelsandcarp,andwhatwiththytale——ha,ha!——andmytale,andthewine,maybe,Iforgotyourownperil,mylad。Faith,yourneckisliketobelonger,ifwebenotbetteradvised。”

  Hearinghimtalkofthatmarvellousthing,wroughtthroughinspirationbytheMaid——whereat,ashismannerwas,hemocked,I

  hadcleanforgottenmyownjeopardy。Nowthiswasinstant,forwhoknewhowmuchthearchermighthaveguessed,thatfollowedwiththeMaidandme,andmen-at-armsmightanonbeatourdoor。

  \"Itmaybe,\"saidI,\"thatSirPatrickOgilvieandSirHughKennedywouldsayawordformeintheKing\'sear。”

  \"Faith,thatisouronechance,and,luckilyforyou,theladyoudrowned,thoughintheKing\'sservice,camehitherinthefollowingofapoorknight,whomighttakeblood-ransomforhisman。HadhebeenLaTremouille\'sman,youmustassuredlyhavefledthecountry。”

  HetookuphisBookofHours,withasigh,andwrappeditagaininitssilkenparcel。

  \"ThismustbeyourpricewithKennedy,\"hesaid,\"ifbettermaynotbe。Itislikepartingwiththeappleofmyeye,but,Iknownotwellhow,Iloveyou,mylad,andbloodisthickerthanwater。Givememystaff;Imusthirpleupthatwearyhillagain,andyou,comehither。”

  Heledmetohisownchamber,whereIhadneverbeenbefore,andshowedmehow,inthechimney-neuk,wasawayintoacertainblackholeoflittleease,wherein,ifanycameinsearchforme,Imightliehidden。And,fetchingmeacoldfishLentencheer,aloaf,andastoupofwine,whereofIwasgladenough,heleftme,groaningthewhileathisill-fortune,butladenwithsuchthanksasImightgiveforallhisgreatkindness。

  Therethen,Isat,whenIhadeaten,myearsprickedtolistenforthetrampofarmedmenbelowandthethunderoftheirsummonsatthedoor。Buttheycamenot,andpresentlymythoughtstolebacktoElliot,who,indeed,wasneveroutofmymindthen——nay,nornowis。

  Butwhetherthatmemorybesinfulinamanofreligionornot,I

  leavetothesaintsandtogoodconfession。MuchIperplexedmyselfwithmarvellingwhyshedidsoweep;aboveall,sinceIknewwhathopefultidingsshehadgottenofherfriendandherenterprise。

  Butnolightcametomeinmymeditations。Ididnotknowthenthatwhereasyoungmen,andmanylassestoo,areliketheRomanladwhowentwithhisbosombare,crying\"Auraveni,\"andsighingforthebreezeofLovetocome,othermaidensarewrothwithLovewhenhecreepsintotheirhearts,andwouldfaincasthimout——beinginamannermadwithangeragainstLove,andagainsthimwhomtheydesire,andagainstthemselves。Thismood,aswaslaterseen,wasElliot\'s,forherheartwaslikeawildbirdtrapped,thatturnswithbillandclawonhimwhocomestosetitfree。Moreover,I

  havesincedeemedthatherpassionoffaithintheMaidmadewaronherloveforme;onebreastbeingscantlygreatenoughtocontainthesetwoaffections,andherpridetaking,againstthenaturallove,thepartofthelovewhichwasdivine。

  Butallthesewerelaterthoughts,thatcametomeinmusingonthesorrowsofmydays;and,likemostwisdom,thisknowledgearrivedtoolate,andI,asthen,washoldeninperplexity。

  CHAPTERVIII——OFCERTAINQUARRELSTHATCAMEONTHEHANDSOFNORMAN

  LESLIE

  BelikeIhaddroppedasleep,outweariedwithwhathadbefallenme,mindandbody,butIstartedupsuddenlyatthesoundofadagger-

  hiltsmittenagainstthemaindoorofthehouse,andavoicecrying,\"Open,inthenameoftheDauphin。”Theyhadcomeinquestofme,andwhenIheardthem,itwasasifahandhadgivenmyheartasqueeze,andforamomentmybreathseemedtobestopped。Thispast,Iheardtheoldserving-womanfumblingwiththebolts,andpeeringfrombehindthecurtainofmycasement,Isawthatthewaysweredark,andthenarrowstreetwaslitupwithflaringtorches,thelightswaveringinthewind。Isteppedtothewideingle,thinkingtocreepintothesecrethiding-hole。Buttowhatavail?

  Itmighthaveservedmyturnifmyescapealivefromthemoathadonlybeenguessed,butnowmymastermusthavetoldallthestory,andthemen-at-armsmustbeassuredthatIwaswithin。Thinkingthus,Istoodatpause,whenawhispercame,asiffromwithintheingle-

  \"Unbarthedoor,andhidenot。”

  ItmustbeElliot\'svoice,speakingthroughsometubecontrivedintheingleofthedwelling-roombeloworotherwise。Gladathearttothinkthatshetookthoughtofme,Iunbarredthedoor,andthrewmyselfintoachairbeforethefire,tryingtolooklikeoneunconcerned。Theboltswerenowdrawnbelow;Iheardvoices,ratherScotsthanFrench,tomysense。Thenthestepofonemanclimbedupthestair,heavily,andwiththetapofastaffkeepingtunetoit。

  Itwasmymaster。Hisfacewaspale,andfallingintoachair,hewipedthesweatfromhisbrow。\"UnhappymanthatIam!\"hesaid,\"I

  havelostmyapprentice。”

  IgulpedsomethingdowninmythroatereIcouldsay,\"Thenitisdeath?\"

  \"Nay,\"hesaid,andsmiled。\"Butgliffforgliff,{16}youputafearonmethisday,andnowweareeven。”

  \"YetIscarceneedacupofwineformyrecovery,master,\"Isaid,fillinghimabeakerfromtheflagononthetable,whichhedrainedgladly,beingsorewearied,sosteepwasthewaytothecastle,andhardforalameman。Myheartwasaslightasaleafonatree,andthebitternessofshamefuldeathseemedgoneby。

  \"Ihavelostmyprenticeanotherway,\"hesaid,settingdownthecuponthetable。\"IhadmuchadotoseeKennedy,forhewasatthedicewithotherlords。Atlength,deemingtherewasnotimetowaste,IsentinthebonnyBookofHours,prayinghimtohearmeforamomentonaweightymatter。Thatbroughthimtomyside;heleapedatthebooklikeatroutatafly,andtookmetohisownchamber。ThereItoldhimyourstory。WhenitcametothewenchintheKing\'slaundry,andRobinLindsay,andyoucladingirl\'sgear,andkissedintheguard-room,hestruckhandonthighandlaughedaloud。

  ThenIdeemedyourcauseasgoodasthreepartswon,andhecouldnotholdin,butledmetoachamberwhereweremanylords,dicinganddrinking:Tremouille,Ogilvie,theBishopofOrleans——thatholyman,whohascometoaskforaidfromtheKing,——LaHire,Xaintrailles,andIknownotwhom。ThereImusttellallthechronicleagain;andsomesaidthis,andsomethat,andTremouillemocks,thattheMaidutteredherprophecytonootherendbuttomakeyoufulfilit,andslayherenemyforthesakeofher\"beauxyeux。”Theotherswouldhearnothingofthis,and,indeed,thoughI

  amnogull,IwotthatTremouilleiswronghere,andovercunning;

  hetrustsneithermannorwoman。Howsoeveritbe,hewentwiththestorytotheKing,whoiskeentohearanynewthing。And,tobeshort,theendofitisthis:thatyouhaveyourfreepardon,ontheseterms,namely,thatyouhavetwoscoreofmassessaidforthedeadman,andyourselftakeserviceunderSirHughKennedy,thattheKingmaynotloseaman-at-arms。”

  Never,sure,camegladdertidingstoanymanthanthesetome。Anhouragotheropeseemedtightaboutmyneck;onedaypast,andI

  wasbutaprenticetothemeancraftofpaintingandlimning,artsgoodforamonk,oramanant,but,saveforpleasure,nottobemelledormeddledwithbyamanofgentleblood。AndnowIwastoweararms,andthatinthebestofcauses,underthebestofcaptains,oneofmyowncountry——alordinAyrshire。

  \"Ay,evenso,\"mymastersaid,markingthejoyinmyface,\"youarerightgladtoleaveus——alassandalameter。{17}Well,well,suchisyouth,andeldissoonforgotten。”

  Ifellonmykneesathisfeet,andkissedhishands,andIbelievethatIwept。

  \"Sir,\"Isaid,\"youhavebeentomeasafather,andmorethanithasbeenmyfortunetofindmyownfather。NeverwouldIleaveyouwithmywill,andforthegentledemoiselle,yourdaughter——\"ButhereIstinted,sinceinsoothIknewnotwellwhatwordstosay。

  \"Ay,weshallbothmissyoubetimes;butcourage,man!Afterall,thisnewlifebeseemsyoubest,and,markme,alassthinksnonetheworseofaladbecausehewearsnottheprentice\'shoddengrey,butaScotsarcher\'sgreen,white,andred,andCharlesforbadgeonbreastandsleeve,andaswordbyhisside。AndasforthebonnyBookofHours——\"Master,\"Isaidwithshame,\"wasthatmyransom?\"

  \"Kennedywouldhavecomenearmyprice,andstrovetomakemetakethegold。Butwhatisbredinthebonewillout;Iamagentlemanborn,notahuckster,andthebookIgavehimfreely。Mayitprofitthegoodknightinhisdevotions!Butnow,come,theyarewearywaitingforus;thehourwaxeslate,andElliot,Itrow,islongabed。Youmustbegonetothecastle。”

  Inthestairs,andaboutthedoor,sometenofSirHugh\'smenwerewaiting,allcountrymenofmyown,andthenoisetheymadeandtheirspeechwerepleasanttome。Theygavemewelcomewithshoutsandlaughter,andclaspedmyhands:\"forhimthatcalleduswine-sacks,youhavegivenhimwatertohiswine,andthefrogforhisbutler,\"

  theysaid,makingajestoflifeanddeath。Butmyownheartforthenoncewasheavyenoughagain,IlongingtotakefarewellofElliot,whichmightnotbe,normightshefacethatwildcompany。

  Howbeit,thinkingitgoodtohaveafriendatcourt,Imadeoccasiontoputinthehandoftheoldserving-womanallofsuchsmallcoinsasIhadwoninmylifeservile,deemingmyselfwellquitofsuchill-gottengear。Andthereafter,withgreatmirthandnoise,theysetforthtoclimbthehilltowardsthecastle,whereIwasled,throughmanyawindypassage,tothechamberofSirHughKennedy。

  Thereweretorcheslit,andtheknight,abroad-shouldered,fair-

  hairedman,withastern,flushedface,wasturningoverandgazingathisnewBookofHours,likeachildbusywithafreshtoy。Helaidthebookdownwhenweentered,andtheseniorofthetwoarcherswhoaccompaniedmetoldhimthatIwashewhohadbeensummoned。

  \"Yourname?\"heasked;andIgaveit。

  \"Youareofgentleblood?\"AndIanswering\"Yes,\"hereplied,\"ThenseethatyouarereadytosheditfortheKing。Yourlifethatwasjustlyforfeit,isnow,byhisRoyalmercy,returnedtoyou,tobespentinhisservice。RutherfordandDouglas,gotakehimtoquarters,andseethatto-morrowheiscladasbeseemsamanofmycommand。Nowgoodnighttoyou——butstay!You,NormanLeslie,youwillhavequarrelsonyourhand。Waitnotforthem,butgotomeetthem,iftheyarewiththeFrenchmen-at-arms,andinquarrelseethatyoubeswiftanddeadly。Forthetownsfolk,nobrawling,marauding,orhalingaboutofhonestwenches。Herewearestrangers,andmymenmustberespected。”

  Hebowedhishead:hiswordshadbeencurt,nograceorkindnesshadheshownmeofcountenance。IfeltinmyheartthattohimI

  wasbutapawninthegameofbattle。NowIseemedasfaroffaseverIwasfrommyfoolishdreamofwinningmyspurs;nay,perchanceneverhadIsunklowerinmyownconceit。TillthishourIhadbeen,asitwere,thehingeonwhichmyshareoftheworldturned,andnowIwasnomorethanawheelinthecarriageofacouleuvrine,anunconsideredcoginthemachineofwar。Iwastobelostinamultitude,everyoneasgoodasmyself,orbetter;andwhenIhadthoughtoftakingservice,Ihadnotforeseenthemannerofitandthenatureofthesoldier\'strade。Myhead,thatIhadcarriedhigh,somewhatdrooped,asIsaluted,imitatingmycompanions,andwewheeledforthoftheroom。

  \"Hughhastakentheprideoutofyou,lad,ormynameisnotRandalRutherford,\"saidtheBordermanwhohadguidedme。\"Faith,hehasakeentongueandashortwaywithhim,butthereareworsecommanders。Andnowyoumusttoyourquarters,forthehourislateandtheguard-roomshut。”

  Heledmetoourcommonsleeping-place,where,amongmanysnoringmen-at-armsinagreatbarehall,apalletwaslaidforme,andmyfleshcreptasIrememberedhowthiswasthecouchofhimwhomIhadslain。Howbeit,beingwellweary,despitethestrangenessoftheplace,afterbrieforisonsIsleptsoundtillatrumpetcalledusinthemorning。

  Concerningthestrangenessofthiswaking,tomewhohadbeengentlynurtured,andtheroughlife,andprofanewordswhichImusthearnot,indeed,thattheyhadbeenwhollybanishedfromourwilddaysatSt。Andrews,itisneedlessthatIshouldtell。SeeingthatI

  wascomeamongrudeneighbours,Ievenmadeshifttofallback,insemblance,onsuchmannersasIhadusedamongthestudentsbeforeI

  leftScotland,thoughmanyperils,andthefearwhereinIstoodofBrotherThomas,andthecompanyofthemaidElliot,hadcausedmehalftoforgetmyswaggeringways。So,mayGodforgiveme!Isworeroundly;ImadeasifIdeemedlightlyofthatFrenchman\'sdeath,and,inbrief,Isoboremethat,erenoonwhenIbehovedtogointoChinonwithRandalRutherford,andthereprovidemewiththerichapparelofourcompany,Ihadthreegoodquarrelsonmyhand。

  First,therewastheman-at-armswhohadkissedmeintheguard-

  room。He,ina\"bourde\"andmockery,makingpretencethathewouldrepeathisinsult,gotthatwhichwasowinghim,andwithinterest,forindeedhecouldseeoutofneitherofhissquinteyeswhenIhaddealtwithhim。Andforthiscauseperforce,ifheneededmoreproofofmymanhoodthantheweightofmyfist,hemusttarryforthedemonstrationwhichhedesired。

  ThentherewasRobinLindsay,andathiswrathImakenomarvel,forthetaleofhowhecamelatetotryst,andatsecond-handwithmanysuchrudeandwantonadditionsassoldiersusetomake,wasnoisedabroadalloverthecastle。Hisquarrelwasnomatterforfisticuffs;so,beingattiredinhelmet,vambracererebrace,gauntlets,andgreavesoutofthearmoury,wheremanysuchsuitswerestored,Imethiminacertainquietcourtbehindthecastle,wherequarrelswereusuallyvoided。Andnowmypracticeoftheswordathomeandthelessonsofoursmithcamehandilytomyneed。

  Aftermuchclashingofsteelandsmitingoutofsparks,Ichanced,byanartknowntome,tostrikehisswordoutofhishand。Then,havinghimatanavail,Ithrewdownmyownblade,andsoplainlytoldhimtheplaintruth,andhowtohismistressIowedmylife,whichIwouldratherlosenowathishandthanhearherhonourblamed,thatheforgaveme,andweembracedasfriends。Neitherwasthisjestanewcastupagainsteitherofus,menfearingtolaugh,aswesay,withthewrongsideoftheirmouths。

  Afterthisfriendlyboutatpointandedge,RobinandRandalRutherford,beingoffduty,mustneedscarrymetotheTennisCourt,whereTremouilleandtheKingwereplayingtwoyounglords,andthatforsuchastakeaswouldhavehelpedtoarmahundredmenfortheaidofOrleans。Itwasprettytoseetheballflyaboutbastedfromthewalls,andtheplayersboundingandstriking;and,littleasI

  understoodthegame,soeagerwasIoverthesport,thatagentlemanwithinthe\"dedans\"touchedmetwiceontheshoulderbeforeIwasawareofhim。

  \"Iwouldhaveawordwithyou,sir,ifyourgracecansparemetheleisure。”

  \"Mayitnotbespokenhere?\"Iasked,forIwassorrytolosethespectacleofthetennis,whichwasnewtome,andisapastimewhereinFrancebeatstheworld。PityitisthatmanyplayersshouldsocurseandblasphemeGodandHissaints!

  \"Mybusiness,\"repliedthestranger,\"isofakindthatwillhardlyendurewaiting。”

  WiththatIroseandfollowedhimoutintotheopencourtyard,muchmarvellingwhatmightbetoward。

  \"Youarethatyounggentleman,\"saidmyman,\"foragentlemanItakeyoutobe,fromyouraspectandcommonreport,whoyesterdaywerethedeathofGillesdePuiseux?\"

  \"Sir,tomysorrow,andnotbymywill,Iamhe,andbutnowIwasgoingforthtohavecertainmassessaidforhissoul\'swelfare\":

  whichwastrue,RandalRutherfordhavingfilledmypurseagainstpay-day。

  \"Ithankyou,sir,foryourcourtesy,andperchancemayhaveoccasiontodothelikegentleserviceforyou。GillesdePuiseuxwasofmybloodandkin;hehasnoneothertotakeuphisfeudforhiminthisplace,andnowyourquicknessofcomprehensionwilltellyouthatthebusinesswherewithIpermitmyselftobreakyourleisurewillbrooknotarrying。LetmesaythatItakeitnotuponmetodefendthewordsofmycousin,whoinsultedawoman,and,asI

  believe,amessengerfromtheblessedSaintsthatloveFrance。”

  Ilookedathiminsomeamazement。Hewasayoungmanofaboutmyownyears,delicatelyandrichlycladinfurs,silks,andvelvets,agreatgoldchainhanginginloopsabouthisneck,agoldbroochwithanancientRomanmedalinhiscap。Butthemostnotablethinginhimwashisthickgoldenhair,whenceLaHirehadnamedhim\"Capdorat,\"becausehewassoblond,andrightkeeninwar,andhardybeyondothers。Andherehewaschallengingme,whostoodbeforehiminaprentice\'shoddengrey!

  \"Sir,\"Isaid,\"Icouldwishyouabetterquarrel,butnotmorecourtesy。ManyagentlemanseeingmesuchasIam,wouldbidmesend,erehecrossedswordswithme,tomyowncountryformybor-

  brief,{18}whichIcameawayintoogreathastetocarrywithme。

  Nay,Iwasbutnowtosetforthandbuymeaswordandotheraccoutrements;natheless,fromthearmouryheretheymayequipmewithswordandbodyarmour。”

  \"Ofbody-armourtakenothought,\"heanswered,\"forthisquarrelisofakindthatmustneedsbevoidedinoursmocks\";hemeaningthatitwas\"eoutrance,\"tilloneofusfell。

  Verily,nowIsawthatthiswasnottobeamatterofstrikingsparksfromsteel,asRobinandIhaddone,butoflifeanddeath。

  \"Ishallbethemorespeedilyatyourservice,\"Imadeanswer;andasIspokeRandalandRobincameforthfromthe\"dedans,\"thesportbeingover。Theyjoinedme,andItoldtheminfewwordsmynewbusiness,myadversarytarrying,capinhand,tillIhadspoken,andthenproclaiminghimselfAymardePuiseux,agentlemanofDauphine,asindeedmyfriendsknew。

  \"Ishallwaitonyou,withyourleave,attheisleintheriver,whereitisofcustom,oppositetheboothsofthegold-workers,\"

  quothhe,\"aboutthehourofnoon\";andso,salutingus,hewent,ashesaid,toprovidehimselfwithfriends。

  \"BloodofJudas!\"quothRobin,whosworeterriblyinhisspeech,\"youhaveyourhandsfull,youngNorman。Heisbutnowcreptoutoftherankofpages,butwhentheFrenchandEnglishpagesfoughtavallianceoflate,underOrleans,nonewonmorepraisethanhe,whowascaptainoftheFrenchparty。”

  \"Heplayedagoodsword?\"Iasked。

  \"Hethrewagoodstone!Man,itwasastonebicker,andtheyhadlidsofbasketsfortarges。”

  \"Andhechallengesmetothefield,\"Isaidhotly,\"BySt。Andrew!

  Iwillcuffhisearsandsendhimbacktotheotherboys。”

  \"Norman,mylad,whenwereyouinastonebickerlast?\"quothRandal;andIhungmyhead,foritwasnotyetsixmonthsgonesincethesailorsandwestudentswerestoningeachotherinNorthStreet。

  \"Yethedoesplayaverygoodsword,andiscunningoffence,foryourcomfort,\"saidRandal。SoIhummedtheoldliltoftheLeslies,whence,theysay,comesourname-

  Betweenthelessleaandthemair,Heslewtheknightandlefthimthere;-

  forIdeemeditwelltoshowagoodface。Moreover,Ihadsomeconceitofmyselfasaswordsman,andRandalwaslaughinglikeafoolbodyatmycountenance。

  \"Faith,youwillmakeaspoonorspoilahorn,and——letmehavemylaughout——youbidwellforanarcher,\"saidRandal;andRobincounsellingmetoplaythesameprankontheFrenchlad\'sswordaslateIhaddoneonhisown,theytookeachofthemanarmofmine,andsoweswaggereddownthesteepwaysintoChinon。

  FirstIwouldgotothetailorandthecordwainer,andbefittedformynewsplendoursasanarcheroftheguard。

  Theybothlaughedatmeagain,for,saidtheyverycheerfully,\"Youmayneverlivetowearthesefinefeathers。”

  ButRandalmakingthereflectionthat,ifIfell,therewouldbenonetopaytheshopmaster,theybothshoutedwithdelightinthestreet,sothatpassers-byturnedandmarvelledatthem。ClearlyI

  sawthattogotofightaduelisonething,andtogoandlookonisanother,andmuchmoregay,formyhearthadnodesireofallthismerriment。RatherwouldIhaverecommendedmycasetothesaints,andchieflytoSt。Andrew,forwhosecauseandhonourIwasabouttoputmylifeinjeopardy。Butshame,andthefearofseemingfearful,drovemetojestwiththeothers——suchrisksofdyingunconfessedarerunbysinfulmen!

  Howbeit,theyhelpedmetochooseclothofthebestcolourandfashion,laughingthemorebecauseI,beingshortofstatureandslim,thetailor,ifIfell,mightwellfindnoneamongthearcherstopurchasethatforwhich,belike,Ishouldhavenoneed。

  \"WemustevenenlistthePucelleinourguard,forshemightwearthisapparel,\"quothRandal。

  Thusboisterouslytheyborethemselves,butmoregravelyattheswordsmith\'s,wherewepickedoutagoodcut-and-thrustblade,wellbalanced,thatcamereadilytomyhand。Then,Iwithswordatside,likeagentleman,wemadetotheriver,passingmymaster\'sbooth,whereIlookedwistfullyatthewindowsforablinkofElliot,butsawnonethatIknew,only,fromanopencasement,thelittlejackanapesmoppedandmowedatmeinfriendlyfashion。Hardbytheboothwasalittlepier,andwetookboat,andsolandedontheisland,wherewerewaitingforusmyadversaryandtwoothergentlemen。Havingsalutedeachother,wepassedtoasmoothgrassyspot,surroundedonallsidesbytallpoplartrees。Hereinplacesdaffodilsweredancinginthewind;butotherwheretheswardwasmuchtrampleddown,andintwoorthreespotswereblackpatchesthatwellnighturnedmycourage,forIwasnotyetusedtothesightofmen\'sblood,hereoftenshedforlittlecause。

  Thefriendsofustwainadversaries,forenemieswecouldscarcebecalled,choseoutasmoothspotwithafairlight,thesunbeingveiled,andwhenwehadstrippedtooursmocks,wedrewandfelltowork。Hewasveryquickandlightinhismovements,boundingnimblytothissideorthat,butI,usingahangingguard,inourcommonScotsmanner,didsomewhatperplexhim,towhomthefashionwasnew。

  Oneortwoscratcheswedealteachother,but,forallthat,Icouldseewewerewellmatched,andneitherclosed,asmenrarelydoinsuchacombat,tilltheyarewrothwithhurtsandtheirbloodwarm。

  NowIgashedhisthigh,butnotdeeply,andwiththat,asIdeemed,histemperfired,forhemadeafullsweepatmylegabovetheknee。

  ThisIhavealwaysreckonedafool\'sstroke,asleavingtheupperpartofthebodyunguarded,andavoidingwithmyrightleg,Idrovedownwithallmyforceathishead。But,evenasIstruck,cameaflashandthesuddendeadnessofadeepwound,forhehadbutfeinted,andthen,avoidingmesothatItouchedhimnot,hedrovehispointintomybreast。BetweentheforceofmyownblowandthisstabIfellforwardonmyface,andthencerolledoveronmyback,catchingatmybreastwithmyhands,asthoughtostoptheblood,but,insooth,notwellknowingwhatIdid。

  Hehadthrowndownhissword,andnowwaskneelingbymyside。

  \"Itakeyoutowitness,\"hesaid,\"thatthishasbefallentomygreatsorrow,andhadIbeenwherethisgentlemanwasyesterday,andheardmycousinblaspheme,Iwouldmyselfhavedrawnonhim,but——\"

  Andhere,asIlaterheard,hefaintedfromlossofblood,myswordhavingcutagreatvein;andIlikewiselostsenseandknowledge。

  NordidIknowmoretilltheyliftedmeandlaidmeonalitterofpoplarboughs,havingstanchedmywoundasbesttheymight。Intheboat,astheyferriedusacrosstheriver,IbelievethatIfaintedagain;andso,\"betweenhomeandhell,\"asthesayingis,Ilayonmylitterandwascarriedalongthestreetbesidethewater。Folkgatheredaroundusaswewent。Iheardtheirvoicesasinadream,whenlo!theresoundedavoicethatIknewrightwell,forElliotwasaskingofthepeople\"whowashurt?\"AtthishearingIhovemyselfuponmyelbow,beckoningwithmyotherhand;andIopenedmymouthtospeak,but,inplaceofwords,cameonlyawaveofbloodthatsickenedme,andIseemedtobedreaming,inmybed,ofElliotandherjackanapes;andthenfeetweretrampling,andatlengthI

  waslaiddown,andsoseemedtofallmostblessedlyasleep,withalittlehandinmine,andrarelypeacefulandhappyinmyheart,thoughwhereforeIknewnot。Aftermanydaysoftossingonthewavesoftheworld,itwasasifIhadbeenbroughtintothehavenwhereIwouldbe。OfwhatwaspassingIkneworIremembernothing。

  LaterIheardthatagoodpriesthadbeenbroughttomybedside,andperchancetherewasmadesomesuchconfessionastheChurch,inhermercy,acceptsfromsinfulmeninsuchcaseasmine。ButIhadnothoughtoflifeordeath,purgatoryorparadise;only,ifparadiseberestamongthosewelove,suchrestforanunknownwhile,andsuchsenseofblissfulcompanionship,weremine。Butwhetheritwaswelltopassthroughandbeyondthisscarcesensiblejoy,orwhetherthatpeacewilleveragainbemineandunending,IleavewithhumilitytotheminwhosehandsareChristiansouls。

  CHAPTERIX——OFTHEWINNINGOFELLIOT

  Thedaysoffeverandofdreamswentbyandpassed,leavingmeveryweak,butnotignorantofwhereIwas,andofwhathadcomeandgone。Mymasterhadoftenbeenbymybedside,andElliotnowandagain;theoldhousewifealsowatchedmebynight,andgavemedrinkwhenIthirsted。MostofthewhileIdeemedIwasathome,inthehouseofPitcullo;yetIfelttherewassomethingstrange,andthattherewaspainsomewhereintheroom。Butatlength,aswassaid,I

  cametoknowledgeofthings,andcouldseeElliotandrememberher,whenshekneltprayingbymybed,asoftshedid,whilesIlaybetweenlifeanddeath。Ihaveheardspeakofmenwho,beinginflamedwithlove,asIhadbeen,fellintoafeverofthebody,andwhenthatpassed,lo!theirpassionhadpassedwithit,andtheirlonging。Andsoitseemedtobewithme。ForsomedaysIwasnotpermittedtoutteraword,andlater,IwasasgladinElliot\'scompanyasyoumayhaveseenalittleladandlass,notnearcometofullage,whogoplayingtogetherwithflowersandsuchtoys。Soweweremerrytogether,thejackanapeskeepinguscompany,andmakingmuchgameandsport。

  Perchancetheseweremymostblesseddays,asofonewhohadreturnedtothesinlessyears,whenwearehappierthanweknow,andnotyetacquaintedwithdesire。NowandagainRutherfordandLindsaywouldcometovisitme,seemingstrangelystillandgentle,speakinglittle,butlookingatmewithkindeyes,andvowingthatmytailorshouldyetbepaidforhislabour。Capdoratalsocame,forhehadbutsufferedafleshwoundwithmuchlossofblood,andweshowedeachotherthebestcountenance。Sotimewentby,whileI

  grewstrongerdaily;andnowitwasordainedbytheleech,askilfulman,thatImightleavemybed,andbeclothed,andgoaboutthroughthehouse,andeatstrongerfood,whereofIhadthegreatestdesire,andwouldeverbeeatinglikeahowlet。{19}Now,whenIwastorise,Ilookedthattheyshouldbringmemyoldprentice\'sgabardineandhose,butonthemorningofthatdayElliotcame,bearinginherarmsaparcelofraimentverygayandcostly。

  \"Hereisyourfineclothingnewcomefromthetailor\'sbooth,\"shecriedmerrily。\"See,youshallbeasbrightasspring,ingreen,andwhite,andred!\"

  Therewasthebonnet,withitsthreecolouredplumes,andthedoublet,withCharleswroughtinsilveronthearmandbreast,andallotherthingsseemly——ajoytomineeyes。

  Sheheldthemupbeforeme,herfaceshininglikethereturnoflife,withahappywelcome;andmyheartbeattoseeandhearherasofolditwaswonttodo。

  \"AndwhereforeshouldnotIgotothewars,\"shecried,\"andfightbesidetheMaid?Iamastallasshe,ifscantlysostrong,andbrave——oh,Iamverybrave\"Glacidas,Ibidyoubeware!\"shesaid,puttingthearcher\'sbonnetgallantlycockedonherbeautifulhead,anddrawingforththeswordfromhisscabbard,asoneinacttofight,butininnocentunwarlikewise。

  Thereshestoodbeforemeinthesunlight,liketheAngelofVictory,allgladandfair,andtwoblueraysfromhereyesshotintomyheart,andlo!Iwasnomoreachild,butamanagainandalover。

  \"OElliot,\"Isaid,ereeverIwistwhatIwassaying,andIcaughtherlefthandintomine——\"OElliot,Iloveyou!Givemebutyourlove,andIshallcomebackfromthewarsaknight,andclaimmylovetobemylady。”

  Shesnatchedherhandsuddenly,asifangered,outofmine,andtherewith,beingveryweak,Igaveacry,mywoundfiercelypainingme。Thenherfacechangedfromrose-redtolily-white,shedroppedonherkneesbymybed,andherarmswereaboutmyneck,andallovermyfacehersoft,sweet-scentedhairandhertears。

  \"Oh,Ihaveslainyou,Ihaveslainyou,mylove!\"shesobbed,makingalow,sweetmoan,asacushatinthewildwood,forIlaydeadlystill,beingovercomewithpainandjoy。AndthereIwas,mylovecomfortingmeasamothercomfortsherchild。

  Imovedmyhand,totakehersinmine——herlittlehand;andso,foraspace,therewassilencebetweenus,saveforherkindmoaning,andinmyheartwassuchgladnessascomesbutoncetomen,andmaynotbespokeninwordsofthisworld。

  Therewassilencebetweenus;thensheroseverygentlyandtossedbackherhair,showingherfacewetwithtears,butrosy-redwithhappinessandsweetshame。Haditnotbeenforthatchancehurt,howlongmightIhavewooedereIwonher?Butherheartwasmoltenbymyanguish。

  \"Haththepainpassed?\"shewhispered。

  \"Sweetwasthepain,mylove,andsweetlyhastthouhealeditwiththymagic。”

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