Part 31 (1/2)
”Thou liest foully, Edward Dotey! Thou liest even as Ananias and Sapphira lied.”
”Liest, thou son of Belial! 'T is thou that liest, and art a c.o.c.k-a-hoop braggart into the bargain, Master Edward Lister! Tell me that our master's daughter gave thee that kerchief”--
”If thou couldst read, I'd show thee 'Constance Hopkins' fairly wrought upon it by the young mistress's own hand.”
”Then thou stolest it, and I will straight to our master and tell him on 't!”
”Hi, hi, my springalds! what meaneth all this vaporing and noise? What's amiss, Lister?”
”It matters not what's amiss John Billington. Pa.s.s on and attend to thine own affairs.”
”Lister's afraid to tell that he carrieth stolen goods in his doublet and lies about them into the bargain,” sneered Edward Dotey.
”I lie do I, thou base-born coward! Lie thou there, then!”
And Edward Lister with one generous buffet stretched his opponent upon the pile of firewood they had been hewing a little way from the town.
Billington who had wandered in that direction with his gun upon his shoulder looking for game, helped the fallen man to his feet and officiously fingered a bruise rising upon his cheek.
”Hi! Hi! But here's a coil! He's wounded thee sorely, Dotey! I'm witness that he a.s.saulted thee, with intent to kill like enough. Canst stand?”
”Let me go, let me at him, leave go of my arm John Billington! I'll soon show thee”--
”Nay Ned,” interposed Lister, as Billington with a malignant grin upon his face half hindered, half permitted Dotey's struggles to free himself from the poacher's sinewy arms. ”Nay, man, I meant not to draw e'en so much blood as trickles down thy cheek”--
”He meant to draw it by the bucketful and not in drops,” interpreted Billington. ”And now he tries to crawl off. Take thy knife to him, man; nay, get ye both your swords and hack away at each other until we see which is the better bird. 'T is long since I saw a main”--
”Ay, we'll fight it out, Lister, and see which is the better man in the matter you wot of.” And Dotey, who was furiously jealous lest his fellow retainer should have made more progress in the regard of Constance Hopkins than himself, nodded meaningly toward him, while Billington watched both with Mephistophilean glee.
”Agreed,” replied Lister more coolly. ”Although thou knowest private quarrels are forbidden by the Captain.”
”Hah! Thou 'rt afraid of our peppery little Captain!” cried Billington.
”Some day thou 'lt see me take him between thumb and finger and crack him like a flea if he mells too much with me.”
”I heard thee flout at his command t' other day, and I heard him tell thee the next time thou didst so let loose thy tongue, he'd take order with thee,” exclaimed Lister hotly, and Billington snapping his fingers contemptuously retorted,--
”'T is no use, Dotey. Lister's afraid of thee and will not fight. 'T is a good boy, but not over-brave.”
”Stay you here, you two, till I can go and come, and we will see who is the coward!” retorted Lister furiously, and before either could reply he sped away in the direction of the village.
”'T is like a bull-fight,” cried Billington with a coa.r.s.e laugh. ”The creature is hard to wake, but when he hath darts enough quivering in his hide he rouses up and showeth rare sport. Now let us find a fair, smooth field for our sword play. 'T is not so easy in this wild land.”
”I know not why our captain should forbid the duello; 't is ever the way of gentles to settle their disputes at the point of the sword,” said Dotey musingly.
”Ay, and in this place we all are gentles, or all simples, I know not which,” added Billington. ”Certes, one man should here count as good as another, and 't is often in my mind to say so, and to cry, Down with governors, and captains, and elders”--
”Nay, nay, such talk smacks too strong of treason to suit my ear,”
exclaimed Dotey, who was, after all, an honest, well-meaning young fellow, a little carried away just now by jealousy and by the intoxicating air of liberty and freedom, but by no means to the extent of joining or desiring a revolt against the appointed powers of Church or State.