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  \"Rends-toi,rends-toi!Yieldthee,Glacidas;yieldthee,forI

  standinmuchsorrowforthysoul\'ssake。”

  Then,fallingonherknees,herfaceshiningtransfiguredinthatfiercelight,sheprayedhimthus-

  \"Ah!Glacidas,thoudidstcallmeribaulde,butIhavesorrowforthysoul。Ah!yieldthee,yieldtheetoransom\";andthetearsrandownhercheeks,asifasaintwereprayingforasoulinperil。

  NotonewordspokeGlasdale:heneithersawnorheard。Butthelevelledspearsathissideflewup,aflamecaughthiscrest,makingaplumeoffire,andwithacursehecasthisaxeamongthethrong,andthemanwhostoodinfrontofitgothisdeath。

  Glasdaleturnedaboutashethrew;heleapedupontheburningdrawbridge,wherethelastofhismenwerehuddledinflight,andlo!beneathhisfeetitcrashed;downheplungedthroughsmokeandflame,andthestreambelowsurgedupasbridgeandflyingmenwentunderinoneruin。

  TheMaidgaveacrythatrangabovetheroaroffireandwater。

  \"Saints!willnomansavehim?\"sheshrieked,lookingallaroundheronthefacesoftheFrench。

  Amadthoughtleapedupinmymind。

  \"Unharnessme!\"Icried;andonewhostoodbymeundidtheclaspsofmylightjaseran。Isawaheadunhelmeted,Isawahandthatclutchedatafloatingbeam。IthoughtoftheMaid\'sdesire,andoftheransomofsogreatasquireasGlasdale,andthenIthrewmyhandsuptodive,andleapedheadforemostintothewater。

  DeepdownIplunged,andswamfarunderwater,toavoidastrokefromfloatingtimber,andthenIroseandglancedup-stream。Alltheairwasfiercelylitwiththeblazeoftheburningbarge;ahandandarmwouldrise,andfallereIcouldseizeit。Ahandwasthrownupbeforeme,theglintingfingersgrippingatemptyair。I

  caughtthehand,swimmingstronglywiththecurrent,forsothemancouldnotclutchatme,andifadrowningmancanbeheldapart,itisnogreatskilltosavehim。InthisartIwasnotunlearned,andoncehadevensavedtwomenfromawreckedbarqueinthelongsurfofSt。AndrewsBay。Saveforablowfromsomegreatfloatingtimber,IdeemedthatIhadlittletofear;nay,nowIfeltsureoftheMaid\'spraiseandofarichransom。

  Ahornofbankwithalderbushesranoutintothestream,asmootheddyorbackwatercurlingwithin。Icaughtaboughofalder,and,thoughnighcarrieddownbythedrowningman\'sweight,Ifoundbottom,yethardly,anddrewmymanwithintheback-water。Helaylikealog,hisfaceinthestream。Pushinghimbeforeme,I

  roundedthehorn,and,withmuchado,draggedhimuptoaslopinggravellybeach,whereIgothisheadondryland,hislegsbeingstillinthewater。Iturnedhimoverandlookedeagerly。Lo!itwasnoGlasdale,butthedrownedfaceofBrotherThomas!

  Thensomethingseemedtobreakinmybreast;bloodgushedfrommymouth,andIfellonthesandandgravel。FootstepsIheardofmenrunningtous。Iliftedmyhandfaintlyandwavedit,andthenI

  feltahandonmyface。

  CHAPTERXV——HOWNORMANLESLIEWASABSOLVEDBYBROTHERTHOMAS

  CertainScotsthatfoundme,weakandbleeding,bytheriverside,weresentbytheMaid,inhopesthatIhadsavedGlasdale,whereasitwastheaccursedcordelierIhadwonfromthewater。WhattheydidwithhimIknewnotthen,butmetheylaidonalitter,andsoboremetoaboat,whereintheywereferryingourwoundedmenacrosstoOrleans。TheMaidherself,asshehadforetold,returnedbywayofthebridge,thatwasallbrightwithmovingtorches,asourgroaningcompanywererowedacrosstheblackwatertoaquay。

  ThenceIwascarriedinalittertoourlodgings,andsogottobed,aphysiciandoingwhathemightforme。Anoisynightwepassed,forIverilybelievethatnomanslept,butall,afterserviceheldintheChurchofSt。Aignan,wentrevellinganddrinkingfromhousetohouse,andsingingthroughthestreets,asfolksavedfromutterdestruction。

  Withdaybreakfellashortsilence;shortorlong,itseemedbrieftome,whowasnowasleepatlast,andIwasruefulenoughwhenasoundarousedme,andIfoundtheMaidherselfstandingbymybedside,withoneintheshadowbehindher。Thechamberwasalldarkling,litonlybyathreadoflightthatcamethroughtheclosedshuttersofwood,andfellonherpaleface。Shewascladinalightjaseranofmail,becauseofherwound,andwasplainlyeagertobegoneandaboutherbusiness,thatis,tomeettheEnglishinopenfield。

  \"Leslie,myfriend,\"shesaid,inhersweetvoice,\"thereweremanybravemeninthefightyesterday,but,inGod\'sname,nonedidabraverdeedthanthou!Nay,speaknot,\"shesaid,asIopenedmylipstothankher,\"fortheleechthattendedtheelastnightforbidsit,onperilofthyverylife。SoIhavebroughttheehereasheetoffairpaper,andapenandhornofink,thatthou,beingaclerk,maystwritewhatthouhasttosay。Alas!suchconverseisnotforme,whoknownotAfromhisbrotherB。Butthesaintswhohelpedtheehaverewardedtheebeyondallexpectation。ThoudidstnotsavethatunhappyGlacidas,whomGodinHismercyforgive!butthouhasttakenagoodlierprize——thisholyman,thathadbeenprisonerinthehandsoftheEnglish。”

  Hereshestoodalittleaside,andthethreadoflightshoneonthefellfaceofBrotherThomas,loweringbeneathhishood。

  ThenIwouldhavespoken,leechornoleech,todenouncehim,fortheMaidhadnomemoryofhisface,andknewhimnotforthefalsefriartakenatSt。Loup。Butshelaidhermailedfingergentlyonmylips。

  \"Silence!Thouartmyman-at-armsandmustobeythycaptain。ThisworthyfriarhathbeenlongintheholycompanyoftheblessedColette,andhathpromisedtobringmeacquaintedwiththatdaughterofGod。Ay,andhehathgiventome,unworthyasIam,akerchiefwhichhastouchedherwonder-workinghands。AlmostIbelievethatitwillhealtheebymiracle,ifthesaintsarepleasedtograntit。”

  Herewithshedrewakerchiefacrossmylips,andIbegan,beingmosteagertoinstructherinnocenceastothisaccursedman-

  \"Lady——\"butalas!nomiraclewaswroughtforasinnerlikeme。

  HowbeitIaminclinedtobelievethatthekerchiefwasnosaintlything,andhadnevercomenearthebodyoftheblessedColette,butratherwasagiftfromoneofthecordelier\'slight-o\'-loves。

  AssuredlyitwasstainedredwithbloodfrommylungsereIcoulduttertwowords。

  TheMaidstanchedtheblood,saying-

  \"DidInotbidtheetobesilent?Thesaintsforgivemylackoffaith,wherebythisblessedthinghasfailedtohealthee!AndnowImustbegone,tofacetheEnglishinthefield,iftheydaretomeetus,which,methinks,theywillnotdo,butratherwithdrawasspeedilyastheymay。SonowIleavetheewiththisholymantobethynurse-tender,andthoucanstwritetohimconcerningthyneeds,fordoubtlessheisaclerk。Farewell!\"

  Withthatshewasgone,andthiswasthelastIsawofherformanyaday。

  NeverhaveIknownsuchahorroroffearasfellonmenow,helplessanddumb,asheepgivenovertotheslaughter,inthatdarkchamber,whichwaswondrouslown,{26}alonewithmydeadlyfoe。

  Neverhadanymanmorecausefordread,forIwasweak,andtoresisthimwasdeath。Iwasspeechless,andcouldutternovoicethatthepeopleinthehousemighthear。Asformineenemy,hehadalwaysloathedandscornedme;hehadalongaccountofvengeancetosettlewithme;andif——whichwasnottobethoughtof——hewasmindedtospareonethathadsavedhislife,yet,forhisownsafety,hedarednot。HehadbeguiledtheMaidwithhisfalsetongue,andhisface,notseenbyherinthetakingofSt。Loup,sheknewnot。ButheknewthatIwoulddiscloseallthetruthsosoonastheMaidreturned,whereforehewasboundtodestroyme,whichhewouldassuredlydowitheverymockery,cruelty,andtortureofbodyandmind。Merelytothinkofhimwhenhewasabsentwaswonttomakemyfleshcreep,soentirelyevilbeyondthenatureofsinfulmankindwasthismonster,andsosetonworkingallkindsofmischiefwithgreediness。Whetherhehadsufferedsomegrievouswronginhisyouth,whichhespenthislifeinavengingonallfolk,orwhether,asIdeemlikely,hewastheactualemissaryofSatan,astheMaidwasofthesaints,Iknownot,and,asIlaythere,hadnowitslefttoconsiderofit。OnlyIknewthatnomoreunavailingvictimthanIwaseversoutterlyinthepowerofafoesodeadlyandterrible。

  TheMaidhadgone,andallhopehadgonewithher。Foratimethatseemedunendingmineenemyneitherspokenormoved,standingstillinthechinkoflight,adevilwhereanangelhadbeen。

  Therewassilence,andIheardtheMaid\'sirontreadpassdownthecreakingwoodenstairs,andsoonIheardthesoundofsingingbirds,formywindowlookedoutonthegarden。

  Thestepsceased,andthentherewasalowgratinglaughterinthedarkroom,asifthedevillaughed。

  BrotherThomasmovedstealthilytothedoor,andthrustinthewoodenbolt。Thenhesathimheavilydownonmybed,andputhisfiend\'sfaceclosetomine,hiseyesstabbingintomyeyes。ButI

  bitmylip,andstaredrightbackintohisyellowwolf\'seyes,thatshonelikeflamesofthepitwithevilandcruelthoughts。

  SoIlay,withthatyellowlightonme;andstrengthcamestrangelytome,andIprayedthat,sincedieImust,Imightatleastgladdenhimwithnosignoffear。Whenhefoundthathecouldnotdauntonme,helaughedagain。

  \"OurchickofPitcullohaspickedupaspiritinthewars,\"hesaid;

  andturninghisbackonme,heleanedhisfaceonhishand,andsosatthinking。

  ThebirdsofMaysanginthegarden;therewasafaintshiningofsilverandgreen,fromtheapple-boughsandbudswithout,inthelittlechamber;andthehoodedbackofthecordelierwasbeforemeonmybed,liketheshapeofDeathbesidetheSickMan,inapicture。NowIdidnotevenpray,Iwaited。

  Doubtlessheknewthatnocruelthingwhichthedevilcoulddevisewasmorecruelthanthissuspense。

  Thenheturnedaboutandfacedme,grinninglikeadog。

  \"Thesearegoodwords,\"saidhe,\"inthatfoolisholdbooktheyreadtothefaithfulinthechurches,\'VengeanceisMine,saiththeLord。\'Ay,itiseventoosweetamorselforuspoorChristianmen,suchasthelowlyBrotherThomasoftheOrderofSt。Francis。

  Nevertheless,Iammindedtoputmyteethinit\";andhebaredhisyellowdog\'sfangsatme,smilinglikeahungryhound。\"Mysickbrother,\"hewenton,\"bothasonethathassomescienceofleech-

  craftandasthyghostlycounsellor,itismydutytowarntheethatthouartnowverynearthineend。Nay,letmefeelthypulse\";andseizingmyleftwrist,hegraspeditlightlyinhisironfingers。

  \"Now,ereIadministertotheethydue,asaChristianman,letmehearthypartingconfession。But,alas!astheblessedMaidtootrulywarnedthee,thoumustnotopenthypoorlipsinspeech。

  Thereisdeathinaword!Write,then,writethestoryofthysinfullife,thatImaygivetheeabsolution。”

  Sosaying,heopenedtheshutter,andcarefullysetthepaperandinkhornbeforeme,puttingthepeninmyfingers。

  \"Now,writewhatIshalltellthee\";andherehesopressedandwrungmywristthathisfingersenteredintomylivingfleshwithafierypang。Iwrithed,butIdidnotcry。

  \"Write——\"

  \"I,NormanLeslieofPitcullo——\"and,toescapethatagony,Iwroteashebademe。

  \"——beingnowinthearticleofdeath——\"

  AndIwrote。

  \"——doattestonmyhopeofsalvation——\"AndIwrote。

  \"——anddoespeciallydesireMadameJeanne,LaPucelle,andallFrenchmenandScotsloyaltoourSovereignLordtheDauphin,toacceptmywitness,thatBrotherThomas,oftheOrderofSt。Francis,calledNoirouflewhileoftheworld,hasbeenmostfalselyandtreacherouslyaccusedbyme——\"

  Iwrote,butIwrotenothisfalsewords,puttingmyownintheirplace——\"hasbeenmosttrulyandrighteouslyaccusedbyme——\"

  \"——ofdiversdeedsofblacktreason,anddealingwithourenemiesofEngland,againstourLordtheDauphin,andtheMaid,theSisteroftheSaints,andofthisIheartilyrepentme,——\"

  ButIwrote,\"AllwhichImaintain——\"

  \"——asmayGodpardonmysins,onthefaithofasinfulanddyingman。”

  \"Nowsignthyname,andthatofthyworshipfulcabbage-gardenanddunghillinfilthyScotland。”SoIsigned,\"NormanLeslie,theyounger,ofPitcullo,\"andaddedtheplace,Orleans,withthedateofdayandyearofourLord,namely,Maytheeighth,fourteenhundredandtwenty-nine。

  \"Averylaudableconfession,\"quothBrotherThomas;\"wouldthatallthesinnerswhomIhaveabsolved,asIamabouttoabsolvethee,hadcleansedandpurgedtheirsinfulsoulsasfreely。Andnow,mybrother,readaloudtomethisscroll;nay,methinksitisillforthyhealthtospeakorread。Asadmatteristhis,for,infaith,I

  haveforgottenmyclergymyself,andthoumaysthavebeguiledmebyinditingothermatterthanIhaveputintothylyingmouth。Still,wherethesafetyofasoulisconcerned,afewhoursmoreorlessofthisvain,perishablelifeweighbutasdustinthebalance。”

  HerehetookfromabouthishairyneckaheavyItaliancrucifixofblackwood,whereonwasafigureofourLord,wroughtinwhiteenamel,withgoldennails,andagoldencrownofthorns。

  \"Nowread,\"hewhispered,heavingupthecrucifixaboveme。Andasheliftedit,abrightblade,strong,narrow,andsharp,leapedoutfrombeneaththefeetofourLord,andglitteredwithinaninchofmythroat。Anemblemofthisfalsefriaritwas,theoutsideofwhomwasasthatofaholyman,whilewithinhewasamurderingsword。

  \"Read!\"hewhisperedagain,prickingmythroatwiththedagger\'spoint。

  ThenIreadaloud,andasIreadIwashalfchokedwithmyblood,andnowandthenwasstopped;butstillhecried-

  \"Read,andifonewordiswrong,thineabsolutionshallcomealltheswifter。”

  SoIread,and,mayIbeforgivenifIsinnedindeceivingonesovile!IutterednotwhatIhadwritten,butwhathehadbiddenmetowrite。

  \"I,NormanLeslieofPitcullo,beingnowinthearticleofdeath,doattestonmyhopeofsalvation,anddoespeciallydesireMadameJeanne,LaPucelle,andallFrenchmenandScotsloyaltoourSovereignLordtheDauphin,toacceptmywitnessthatBrotherThomas,oftheOrderofSt。Francis,calledNoirouflewhileoftheworld,hasbeenmostfalselyandtreacherouslyaccusedbymeofdiversdeedsofblacktreason,anddealingwithourenemiesofEngland,againstourLordtheDauphin,andtheMaid,theSisteroftheSaints,andofthisIheartilyrepentme,asmayGodpardonmysins,onthefaithofasinfulanddyingman。Signed,atOrleans,NormanLeslie,theyounger,ofPitcullo,thiseighthofMay,intheyearofourLordfourteenhundredandtwenty-nine。”

  WhenIhadended,hetookawayhisblasphemousdagger-pointfrommythroat。

  \"Veryclerklyread,\"hespake,\"andallrunssmooth;methinksmyselfhadbeennopoorscribe,wereIbutaclerk。Hadstthouwrittenothermatter,tobetraymyinnocence,thoucouldstnotrememberwhatIsaid,evenwordforword,\"headdedgleefully。\"NowImightstrangletheeslowly\";andhesethisfingersaboutmythroat,I

  beingtooweaktodomorethanclutchathishand,withagrasplikeababe\'s。\"Butthatleavesblackfinger-marks,anotherkindofwitnessthanthineinmyfavour。OrImightgivetheethebladeofthisblessedcrucifix;yetdaggerwoundsarelikelipsandhaveavoice,andbloodcriesfromtheground,saysHolyWrit。Pardonmytardiness,mypoorbrother,butthisdemandsdeepthought,andholyofficesmustnotbehurriedunseemly。”Hesatnowwithhisbacktome,hishandstillonmythroat,sodeepinthoughtthatheheardnot,asdidmysharpenedears,adoorshutsoftly,andfoot-fallsechoinginthehousebelow。IfIcouldonlycryaloud!buthewouldstiflemeerethecryreachedmythroat!

  \"Thiswillserve,\"hesaid。\"Thouwilthavediedofthymalady,andIwillgosoftlyforth,andwithhushedvoicewilltellhowthebraveyoungScotpassedquietlytothesaints。Yet,afterall,I

  knownot。ThouhastbeensentbyHeaventomyaid;clearlythouartaninstrumentofGodtosuccourtheunworthyBrotherThomas。Onceandtwicethouhastbeenaboattocarrymeonmyway,andtosavemyusefullife。Athirdtimethoumightstwellbeserviceable,notbythywill,alas!butbyGod\'s,mypoorbrother\";andhemockinglycaressedmyfacewithhisabhorredhand。\"Still,thismustevenserve,thoughIwouldfainfindfortheeamorebitterwaytodeath\";andhegentlyandcarefullydrewthepillowfrombeneathmyhead。\"Thisleavesnomarksandtellsnotales,andpermitsnodyingcry。”

  Hewaslookingatme,thepillowinhishands,hisgesturethatofatendernurse,whenalighttapsoundedonthedoor。Hepaused,thencamealouderknock,onepushed,andknockedagain。

  \"Open,inthenameoftheDauphin!\"cameavoiceIknewwell,thevoiceofD\'Aulon。

  \"TheropeofJudasstranglethee!\"saidBrotherThomas,droppingthepillowandturningtothecasement。Butitwasheavilybarredwithstanchionsofiron,asthemanneris,andtherebyhemightnotflee。

  Thencamefiercerknockingwithadaggerhilt,andthecry,\"Open,inthenameoftheDauphin,orweburstthedoor!\"

  BrotherThomashastilyclosedthewoodenshutter,todarkenthechamberasmuchasmightbe。\"Gently,gently,\"hesaid。\"Disturbnotmypenitent,whoisnewlyshrived,andabouttopass\";andsospeaking,hewithdrewthebolt。

  D\'Aulonstrodein,daggerinhand,followedbythephysician。

  \"Whatmakeyouherewithdoorsbarred,falsepriest?\"hesaid,layinghishandonthefrockofNoiroufle。

  \"Andwhatmakeyouhere,fairsquire,witharmsinasickman\'schamber,andloudwordstodisturbthedying?Andwhereforecallestthoume\"falsepriest\"?Butanhouragone,theblessedMaidherselfbroughtmehither,tocomfortandabsolveherfollower,totendhim,ifhelivedand,ifhemustdie,togivehimhisduesasaChristianman。Andthedoorwasboltedthatthepenitentmightbeprivatewithhisconfessor,forhehasaheavyweighttounburdenhissinfulsoulwithal。”

  \"Ay,theMaidsentthee,notknowingwhothouwert,thetraitorfriartakenatSt。Loup,andthouhastatonguethatbeguiledhersimplicity。Butonethatknewtheesawthywolfsfaceinhercompany,andtoldme,andItoldtheMaid,whosentmestraightwaybackfromthegate,thatjusticemightbedoneonthee。ThouarthewhomthisScotchargedwithtreason,andwouldhaveslainforaspy,somenightsagone。”

  BrotherThomascastuphiseyestoheaven。

  \"Forgiveusourtrespasses,\"saidhe,\"asweforgivethemthattrespassagainstus。VerilyandindeedIamthatpoorfriarwhotendsthewounded,andverifyIamheagainstwhomthisyoungScot,as,Ifear,isthemannerofallhisbenightedpeople,broughtaslanderousaccusationfalsely。AllthemorereasonwastherethatI

  shouldhearhislastconfession,andforgivehimfreely,asmayI

  alsobeforgiven。”

  \"Thouliestinthythroat,\"saidD\'Aulon。\"Thisisabraveman-at-

  arms,andaloyal。”

  \"Wouldthatthouwertnotbeguiled,fairsir,forIhavenopleasureinthesinofanyman。But,ifthouwiltbelievehimratherthanme,evenkeepthybelief,andreadthiswrittenconfessionofhisfalsehood。Offreewill,withhisownhand,mypenitentherebyabsolvesmefromallhisslanders。AsHolyChurchenjoins,inthegraceofrepentancehealsomakesrestitutionofwhathehadstolen,namely,allmywealthinthisworld,thegoodnameofapoorandlowlyfolloweroftheblessedFrancis。Hereisthescroll。”

  Withthesewords,utteredinavoiceofsorrowingandhumblehonesty,thefriarstretchedoutthewrittensheetofpapertoD\'Aulon。

  \"HadIbeenafalsetraitor,\"hesaid,\"wouldnotherbrethrenofheavenhavewarnedtheblessedMaidagainstme?AndIhavealsoawrittensafe-conductfromtheholysisterColette。”

  ThenIknewthathehadfallenintomytrap,and,weakasIwas,I

  couldhavelaughedtothinkofhisface,whenthewordsIhadwrittencameoutinplaceofthewordshehadbiddenmewrite。Foraclerkhathgreatpowerbeyondthesimpleandunletteredoftheworld,betheyascunningevenasBrotherThomas。

  \"NomDieu!thisisanotherstory,\"saidD\'Aulon,turningthepaperaboutinhishandsandlookingdoubtfullyatme。ButIsmileduponhim,wherebyhewasthemoreperplexed。\"Theinkishardlydry,andinsomeplaceshasrunandpuddled,sothat,poorclerkasIam,I

  canmakelittleofit\";andheporedonitinaperplexedsort。

  \"Tush,itisbeyondmyclerkhood,\"hesaidatlast。\"You,MessireSaint-Mesmin,\"——turningtothephysician——\"mustinterpretthis。”

  \"Willingly,fairsir,\"saidthephysician,movingroundtotheshutter,whichheopened,whilethecordelier\'seyesglittered,fornowtherewasonemanlessbetweenhimandthehalf-opendoor。I

  noddedtoD\'Aulonthatheshouldshutit,buthemarkedmenot,beingwhollyinamazeatthewrittenscrollofmyconfession。

  Thephysicianhimselfwasnogreatclerk,andhereadthepaperslowly,stumblingoverthewords,asitwere,whileBrotherThomas,claspinghiscrucifixtohisbreast,listenedintriumphasheheardwhathehimselfhadbiddenmewrite。

  \"I,NormanLeslie,of——ofPeet——Whatnameisthis?Peet——Icannotutterit。”

  \"Passezoutre,\"quothD\'Aulon。

  \"I,NormanLeslie,beingnowinthearticleofdeath\"——heretheleechglancedatme,shakinghisheadmournfully——\"doattestonmyhopeofsalvation,anddoespeciallydesireMadameJeanneLaPucelle,andallFrenchmenandScotsloyaltoourSovereignLordtheDauphin,toacceptmywitnessthatBrotherThomas,oftheOrderofSt。Francis,calledNoirouflewhileoftheworld,hasbeenmosttrulyandrighteouslyaccusedbymeofdiversdeedsofblacktreason。”

  Atthesewordsthecordelier\'shandleapedupfromhisbreast,hiscrucifixdaggerglitteredbright,hetorehisfrockfromD\'Aulon\'sgrip,leavingaragofitinhishand,andsmote,aimingatthesquirewherethegorgetjoinsthevambrace。Thoughhemissedbyaninch,yetsoterriblewastheblowthatD\'Aulonreeledagainstthewall,whilethebrokenbladejingledonthestonefloor。Thenthefrockofthefriarwhiskedthroughtheopendoorofthechamber;weheardthestairsclearedintwoleaps,andD\'Aulon,recoveringhisfeet,rushedafterthefalsepriest。Buthewasinheavyarmour,thecordelier\'sbarelegsweredoubtlessthenimbler,andthephysician,crossinghimself,couldonlygapeandstareonthepaperinhishand。Ashegazedwithhismouthopenhiseyesfellonme,whiteasmysheets,thatweredabbledwiththebloodfrommymouth。

  \"NomDieu!\"hestammered,\"NomDieu!hereisbusinessmoretomymindandmytradethanchasingaftermadcordeliersthatstabwithcrucifixes!\"

  Then,comingtomyside,hebroughtwater,bathedmyface,anddidwhathisartmightdoforamaninsuchdeadlyextremityaswasmine。InwhichcarehewasstillbusywhenD\'Aulonreturned,panting,havingsentadozenoftownsfolktohuntthefriar,whohadmadegoodhisflightovergardenwalls,andwasnowskulkingnoneknewwhere。D\'AulonwouldfainhaveaskedmeconcerningthemysteryoftheconfessioninwhichBrotherThomashadplacedhishopesounhappily,butthephysicianforbadehimtoinquire,ormetoanswer,sayingthatitwasmorethanmylifewasworth。ButonD\'Aulon\'sbatteredarmourtherewasnodeeperdintthanthatdealtbythemurderouscrucifix。

  ThusthissecondtimedidBrotherThomasmakehiswayoutofourhands,thedevilaidinghim,asalways;foritseemedthatropescouldnotbindorwaterdrownhim。

  But,formypart,Ilaylonginanotherboutofsorefever,sickhereatOrleans,whereIwasverykindlyentreatedbythepeopleofthehouse,andnotablybythedaughterthereof,afairmaidandgentle。TohercaretheMaidhadcommandedmewhensheleftOrleans,theEnglishrefusingbattle,aslaterIheard,andwithdrawingtoJargeauandParis。ButoftherejoicingsinOrleansIknewlittleornothing,andhadnogreatdesirefornews,ormeat,ordrink,butonlyforsleepandpeace,asisthewontofsickmen。

  Nowastouchessicknessandfever,Ihavewrittenmorethansufficient,asHeavenknowsIhavehadcauseenow。Alucklesslifewasmine,savefortheloveofElliot;dangerandwounds,andmaladyandescape,wherehopeseemedlost,wereandwereyettobemyportion,sinceIsailedforthoutofEden-mouth。AndsohardpressedofsicknesswasI,thatnotevenmyoutwittingofBrotherThomaswasacauseofcomforttome,thoughtothisdayIcannotthinkofitwithoutsomemirthfultriumph。

  CHAPTERXVI——HOWSORROWCAMEONNORMANLESLIE,ANDJOYTHEREAFTER

  ItlittleconcernsanymantoknowhowIslowlyrecoveredmyhealthaftercertainfailingsbackintotheshadowofdeath。ThereforeI

  neednottellhowIwasphysicked,andbled,andhowIdrewonfromadietofmilktooneoffish,andsotoamealofchicken\'sflesh,tillatlastIcouldsit,wrappedupinmanycloaks,onaseatinthegarden,belowagreatmulberrytree。InallthiswearytimeI

  knewlittle,andforlongcaredless,astowhatwentonintheworldandthewars。ButsosoonasIcouldspeakitwasofElliotthatIdevised,withmykindnurse,CharlotteBoucher,theyoungdaughterofJacquesBoucher,theDuke\'streasurer,inwhosehouseI

  lay。Shewasafairlass,andmerryofmood,andgreatlyhoveupmyhearttofightwithmydisease。Itchancedthat,asshetendedme,whenIwasatmyworst,shemarked,hangingonasilkenstringaboutmyneck,alittlecaseofsilverartfullywrought,whereinwasthatportraitofmymistress,paintedbymebeforeIleftChinon。Beingcurious,likeallgirls,anddeemingthatthecaseheldsomerelic,sheopenedit,Iknowingnothingthenofwhatshedid。ButwhenI

  waswellenoughtolieabedanddevisewithher,itchancedthatI

  wasplayingidlywithmyfingersaboutthesilvercase。

  \"Belike,\"saidCharlotte,\"thatissomeholyrelic,towhich,maybe,youoweyourpresentrecovery。Surely,whenyouarewholeagain,youhavevowedapilgrimagetotheshrineofthesaint,yourfriend?\"Hereshesmiledatmegaily,forshewasarightmerrydamsel,andagoodly。

  \"Nay,\"shesaid,\"Ihavedonemoreforyouthanyourphysician,seeingthatI,orthesaintyouserve,havenowbroughttheredcolourintothesewancheeksofyours。IssheaScottishsaint,then?perchanceSt。Margaret,ofwhomIhaveread?Willyounotletmelookatthesacredthing?\"

  \"Nay,\"saidI。\"Methinks,fromyoursmiling,thatyouhavetakenopportunitytoseemytreasurebeforeto-day,beingadaughterofourmotherEve。”

  \"Sheisverybeautiful,\"saidCharlotte;\"nay,showhertomeagain!\"

  WiththatIpressedthespringandopenedthecase,forthereisnoloverbutlongstohearhisladycommended,andtoconverseabouther。YetIhadspokennoword,formypart,aboutherbeauty,havingheardsaythathewhowouldbewellwithonewomandoesilltopraiseanotherinherpresence。

  \"Beautiful,indeed,sheis,\"saidCharlotte。\"NeverhaveIseensucheyes,andhairlikegold,andalooksogracious!Andforthypilgrimagetotheshrineofthisfairsaint,wheredoesshedwell?\"

  ItoldheratChinon,oratTours,orcommonlywheresoevertheCourtmightbe,forthatherfatherwastheKing\'spainter。

  \"Andyouloveherverydearly?\"

  \"Morethanmylife,\"Isaid。\"Andmaythesaintssendyou,demoiselle,asfaithfulalover,toasfairalady。”

  \"Nay,\"shesaid,reddening。\"Thisishightreason,andwellyouwotthatyouholdnoladyhalfsofairasyourown。AreyouScotssosmooth-spoken?Youhavenotthatrepute。Now,whatwouldyougivetoseethatlady?\"

  \"AllthatIhave,whichislittlebutmyserviceandgoodwill。ButsheknowsnotwhereIam,norknowIhowshefares,whichirksmemorethanallmymisfortunes。WouldthatIcouldsendalettertoherfather,andtellhimhowIdo,andaskoftheirtidings。”

  \"TheDauphinisatTours,\"shesaid,\"andthereismuchcomingandgoingbetweenToursandthistown。FortheMaidisinstantwiththeDauphintorideforthwithtoReims,andtherebesacredandcrowned;

  butnowhelistensandbelieves,andanonhiscounsellorstellhimthatthisisfoolhardy,andathingimpossible。”

  \"Otheyoflittlefaith!\"Isaid,sighing。

  \"Nonetheless,wordhascomethattheMaidhasbeeninheroratoryatprayers,andaVoicefromheavenhascalledtoher,saying,\"FilledeDieu,va,va,va!Jeseraientonaide。Va!\"{27}TheDauphinismuchconfirmedinhisfaithbythissign,andhasvowedthathewillindeedmarchwiththeMaidtoReims,thoughhisenemiesholdallthatcountrywhichliesbetween。ButfirstshemusttakethetownswhichtheEnglishholdonLoireside,suchasJargeau。

  NowonJargeau,whileyoulayknowingnothing,theBastardofOrleans,andXaintrailles,andothergoodknights,madeanonslaught,andwonnothingbutlossfortheirpains,thoughtheyslewMessireHenryBisset,thecaptainofthetown。ButiftheMaidtakesJargeau,theDauphinwillindeedbelieveinherandfollowher。”

  \"Heishardofhearttobelieve,andwouldthatIwerewhereheshouldbe——underherholypennon,forthereon,atleast,Ishouldseethefacepaintedofmylady。Buthowdoesallthisbringmenearerthehopeofhearingabouther,andhowshefares?\"

  \"TherearemanymessengerscomingandgoingtoTours,fortheDauphinisgatheringforceundertheMaid,andhassetthefairDucd\'Alencontobeherlieutenant,withtheBastard,andLaHire,andMessireFlorentd\'Illiers。AndallaretobehereinOrleanswithinfewdays;whereforenowwritetothefatherofthylady,andIwillmyselfwritetoher。”Withthatshegavemepaperandpen,andI

  inditedalettertomymaster,tellinghimhowIhadlainneartodeathofmyoldwound,inOrleans,andthatIprayedhimofhisgoodnesstoletmeknowhowhedid,andtolaymeatthefeetofmylady。ThenCharlotteshowedmeherletter,whereinshebadeElliotknowthatIhadhardlyrecovered,afterwinningmuchfameforsoshesaidandaransomofgoldfromanEnglishprisoner,whichnowlayinthehandsofherfather,theDuke\'streasurer。ThenshesaidthatawordfromElliot,nottosaythesightofherface,thefairestintheworldathingbeyondhope,wouldbeofmoreavailformyhealingthanallthePharaohpowdersoftheapothecaries。

  These,intruth,Ihadnevertaken,butputthemawaysecretly,asdoubtingwhethersuchmedicaments,theverydustofthepersecutingEgyptianandidolatrousrace,werefitforaChristiantoswallow,withanyhopeofablessing。Thusmykindnurseended,callingherselfmylady\'ssisterintheloveofFranceandoftheMaid,andbiddingmyladybemindfulofsotruealover,wholaysickforatokenatherhands。Theselettersshesealed,andintrustedtoColetdeVienne,theroyalmessenger,thesamewhorodefromVaucouleurstoChinon,inthebeginningoftheMaid\'smission,andwho,asthen,wasfaringtoTourswithlettersfromOrleans。

  Meanwhileallthetownwasfullofjoy,inearlyJune,becausetheMaidwastovisitthecity,withD\'AlenconandtheBastard,onherwaytobesiegeJargeau。ItwasJunetheninth,intheyearofourLordfourteenhundredandtwenty-nine,thesunshiningwarminaclearbluesky,andallthebellsofOrleansa-ringing,towelcomebacktheMaiden。Imyselfsatinthewindow,overthedoorway,alonewithCharlottesittingbymyside,forherfatherhadgonetotheHoteldeVille,withhermother,towelcomethecaptains。Belowuswerehangingsofrichcarpets,tomakethehouselookgay,foreveryhousewasadornedinthebestmanner,andflagsfloatedinthelongstreet,andflowersstrewedtheroad,todohonourtoourdeliverer。Thuswewaited,andpresentlythesoundofmusicfilledtheair,withfragranceofincense,forthepriestswerewalkinginfront,swingingcensersandchantingtheTeDeumlaudamus。Andthencameacompanyofgirlsstrewingflowers,andfairboysblowingontrumpets,andnext,onablackhorse,inwhitearmour,withahucqueofscarletbroideredwithgold,theblessedMaidherself,unhelmeted,glancingeverywaywithherhappyeyes,whilethewomenrantotouchherarmourwiththeirrings,astoasaint,andthemenkissedhermailedfeet。

  Tobealive,andtofeelmylifereturninginafloodofstrengthandjoyinthatsweetair,withthegladnessofthemultitudepulsingthroughitasaman\'sheartbeatsinhisbody,seemedtomelikeParadise。ButoutofParadiseourfirstparentsweredrivenlongago,asanonIwastobefrommine。For,astheMaidpassed,I

  doffedmycapandwavedit,sincetoshout\"Noel\"withtherest,I

  darednot,becauseofmyinfirmity。Now,itsofellthat,glancingaround,shesawandknewme,andbowedtome,withagestureofherhand,asqueenlyasifshe,amanant\'schild,hadbeenadaughterofFrance。Atthatmoment,notingtheMaid\'scourtesytowardsme,Charlottestoodupfrombesideme,withahandfulofredroses,whichshethrewtowardsher。Asitchanced,belikebecauseshewasproudtobewithonewhomtheMaidhonoured,ortosteadyherselfasshethrew,shelaidherlefthandaboutmyneck,andsostanding,castherflowers,andthenlookedlaughingbackintomyeyes,withahappyface。TherosesmissedtheMaid,whosehorsecaracoledatthatmomentasshewentby,buttheylitinthelapofadamselthatrodeatherrein,onalyart{28}palfrey,andshelookingup,IsawthefaceofElliot,andElliotsawme,andsawCharlotteleaningonmeandlaughing。ThenElliot\'sfacegrewdeadlypale,herlowerlipstiff,aswhenshewasangeredwithmeatChinon,andso,wryinghernecksuddenlytotheleft,sherodeonherway,noreverlookedtowardsusagain。

  \"Whomaythatprouddamselbe,andwhatailsheratmyroses?\"quothCharlotte,sittingherselfdownagainandstillfollowingthemwithhereyes。\"MethinksIhaveseenherfacebefore;andwhatailsyou?\"sheasked,lookingearnestlyonme,\"foryouareaswhiteasthelastsnowereitmeltsinspring。”

  Ihadgoodreasontobepale,forIverywellguessedthatElliot,havingriddenintheMaiden\'scompanytoseeme,andtosurprisemewiththeunlooked-forgladnessofhercoming,hadmarkedCharlotteasshesoinnocentlyleanedonmeandlaughedtome,andhadconceivedangeragainstusboth,forofatruthCharlottewasveryfairandofajoyousaspect。Yet,takensosuddenlyasIwas,betweentheextremeofdelightinlookingonmyladybeyondhope,andtheverydeepofsorrowthatshehadsobitterlyslightedme,I

  wasyetwaryofbetrayingmyself。Forthegirlbesidemehad,inallhonestandmaidenlyservicethatwomanmaydoforman,beenkindertomethanasister,andnothoughtorwordofearthlylovehadeverpassedbetweenus。ThatsheshouldwotofElliot\'sanger,andofitscause,andsoholdmyladylightly,ay,andtriumphoverherinherheartasisthenatureofawoman,herministrybeingthuschurlishlyrepaid,wasmorethanIcouldendure。So,maythesaintsforgiveme!Ilied,anditisastrangething,buttrue,thathowsoeveragentlemanmayhatetheverythoughtofalie,yetoftenhefindsithardtotellthetruthtoawoman。

  \"DoIlookwhite?\"Isaid。\"ThenitisbecauseIhaveasuddenpangofsorrow。ForonemomentIdeemedthatprouddamselwastheladyofmylove,whom,inverity,shemoststrangelyfavours,sothatyoumightthinkthemsisters。Butalas!sheisbutthedaughterofagoodScotsknightatChinon,whomIhaveseentherebeforeto-day,andmarvelledhowmuchsheandmyladyfavoureachother。ThereforeamIpale,becausethathopeofmineisbroken。Andyouknowherface,belike,frommypoorpictureofmylady。”

  Charlottelookedatmesteadily,andflushedred;buteventhen,onewhorodebyamongthemen-at-armsnotedme,and,wavinghisarmtowardsme,criedinaloudvoice-

  \"Hail,fairson,soonwillIbewiththee!\"andso,turninginhissaddletowatchme,helaughedaloudlaughandrodeonwards。Hewasmymaster,andasmyeyesfollowedhim,Charlottespoke。

  \"AndwhoisthatgreatScot,withhisScotstwangofthetongue,whocalledyou\'son\'?BytheMass,shewasyourlady,andyonderwightisherfather,ofwhomyouhavespokentomemorethanonce\";for,indeed,Ihadtoldherallthestoryofmyloves。

  ThenIwasconfused,forIcouldnolongerdenythetruth,andnothavingonewordtosay,Isighedfrommyheart。

  \"Ofaint-spiritedman-at-arms!\"criedCharlotte,blushing,andlaughingasifsomeexquisitejestwereabroad。\"Doyousoterriblydreadyourmistress\'sanger?Nay,beofgoodcheer!Meshewillneverforgivewhiletheworldstands;forhaveInotbeenyournurse,andwonyoubacktolifeandtoherservice?Andhasshenotseenustwaintogetherinoneplace,andhappy,becauseofthecomingoftheMaid?Shewillpardonmenever,because,alsoformysake,shehasbeenwrothwithyou,andshownyouherwrath,andallwithoutacause。Thereforeshewillbeashamed,andallthemorecruel。Nay,norwouldIforgiveher,inthesamecase,ifitbefellme,forwewomenareallalike,heartsofwolveswhenwelove!Hastthounevermarkedacatthathadkittens,orabrachetthathadwhelps,howtheywillflyatmanorhorsethatdrawsneartheirbrood,evenunwittingly。Andso,whenwelove,areweall,andthebestofusarethentheworst。Verilythefriendshipofyouandmeisoveranddone;butforyourpartbeglad,notsorry,forwithallherheartandsoulshelovesyou。Elseshehadnotbeenangered。”

  \"Youmustnotspeak,norIhear,suchwordsofmylady,\"Isaid;\"itisnotseemly。”

  \"Suchwordsofyourlady,andofAymeric\'slady,andofGiles\'slady,andofmyselfwereIanyman\'slady,asIamnoman\'slady,I

  willthinkandspeak,\"saidCharlotte,\"formywordsaretrue,andwemaidsare,atbest,prettyfools,andGodwilledustobesoforawhile,andthentobewiserthantherestofyou。For,werewenotpretty,wouldyouwedus?andwerewenotfools,wouldwewedyou?andwherewouldGod\'sworldbethen?Butnowyouhaveheardenoughofmywisdom:forIlovenoman,beingverywise;oryouhaveheardenoughofmyfollythatmymirthbidsmespeak,asyoushalldeemit。Andnow,wemustconsiderhowthisgreatfeudmaybeclosed,andthefoessetatoneagain。”

  \"ShallIfindoutherlodgings,andbecarriedthitherstraightwayinalitter?HerheartmaybesoftenedwhensheseesthatIcannotwalkormountahorse?\"

  \"Now,letmethinkwhatIshoulddeem,ifIhadriddenby,unlookedfor,andspiedmyloverwithamaid,notunfriendly,orperchanceuncomely,sittingsmilinginagallantbalcony。WouldIbeappeasedwhenhecamestraighttoseekme,borneinalitter?WouldI——?\"

  Andshemused,herfingerathermouth,andherbrowpuckered,butwithasmileonherlipsandinhereyes。

  ThenI,seeinghersofair,yetbymesoundesired;andbeholdinghersomerry,whilemyheartwasamazedwiththeworstsorrow,andconsidering,too,thatbutforherallthiswouldneverhavebeen,butIsittinghappybymylady\'sside,——thinkingonallthis,Isay,Iturnedfromherangrily,asifIwouldleavethebalcony。

  \"Nay,wait,\"shecried,\"forImustseealltheshowout,andherecometheScotsGuard,thyfriends,andIneedtimetotakecounselwithmywisdomonthisweightymatter。See,theyknowyou\";and,indeed,manyamaninthatgallantarraywavedhishandtomemerrily,astheyfiledpastundertheirbanners——theDouglas\'sbloodyheart,theCrescentmoonofHarden,theNapier\'ssheafofspears,theblazonsofLindsaysandLeslies,Homes,andHepburns,andStuarts。ItwasasighttoputlifeintothedyingbreastofaScotinastrangecountry,andallwerestrongmenandyoung,ruddyandbrownofcheek,highofheartandheavyofhand。Andmostbeckonedtome,andpointedonwardstothatwaywhithertheywerebound,inchaseoffameandfortune。Allthismighthavemadeasickmanwhole,butmyspiritwasdeadwithinme,sothatIcouldscarcebeckonbacktothem,orevenremembertheirfaces。

  \"WouldIforgiveyou,\"saidCharlotte,aftershehadthrowntheremnantofherrosestoherfriendsamongtheScots,\"ifyouhurriedtome,pale,andborneinalitter?Nay,methinksnot,ornotforlong;andthenIshouldlayitonyounevertoseeherfaceagain;——

  sheisI,youknow,forthenonce。Butifyouwaitedanddidnotcome,thenmypridemightyieldatlength,andIsendforyou。Butthen,ifso,methinksIwouldhateherthatis,memorethanever。

  Oh,itisahardcasewhenmaidsareangry!\"

  \"Youspeakofyourself,howyouwoulddothisorthat;butmyladyisotherthanyou,andpitiful。Didshenotcomealltheseleaguesatawordfromme,hearingthatIwassick?\"

  \"Atawordfromyou,goodyouth!Nay,atawordfromme!Didyouspeakofmeinyourlettertoherfather?\"

  \"Nay!\"saidI。

  \"Youdidwell。AndthereforeitwasthatIwrote,forIknewshewouldmoveheavenandearthandtheMaidorshewouldcomewhensheheardofanotherlassbeinginyourcompany。Nay,trustme,wewomenunderstandeachother,andshewouldasktheMaid,wholodgedherewithus,whatmanneroflassIwastolookupon,andtheMaid\'sanswerwouldbringher。”

  \"Youhavebeenkind,\"Isaid。\"AndtoyouandthesaintsIoweitthatIyetlivetocarryasoreheartandbetormentedwithyourilltongue。”

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