Part 22 (1/2)
”It did indeed, lady, for it was but yesterday that the earl received a letter from you written at Hampton. He said to me as he opened it, 'Would I were in peace at Hampton, free from all these troubles and intrigues.'”
”I have come down in a horse-litter,” she said, ”and save the two retainers who accompanied me none knew of my intentions. I know, Wulf, that you have the confidence of the earl and that you love him and would do your best for him.”
”I would lay down my life for him, lady. Even did I not love and honour him as I do, I would die for him, for he is the hope of England, and he alone can guide the country through its troubles, both from within and without.
The life of a single man is as nought in the scale.”
”Nor the happiness of a single woman,” she added. ”Now, Wulf, I want to know from you exactly how matters stand here. My lord, when he writes to me always does so cheerfully, ever making the best of things; but it is most important that I should know his real mind. It is for that that I have travelled here. This Witenagemot that a.s.sembles to-morrow--what will come of it?”
”The earl thinks it will doubtless pa.s.s the resolution reconciling the North and South, and declaring that there shall be oblivion for the past, and that all things shall go back to their former footing save as to the change of earls.”
”It is easy to vote that,” she said quietly; ”but will it be held to? It depends not upon Northumbrians nor Saxons, but upon Edwin and Morcar. They have made a great step forward towards their end; they have united under their government the northern half of England, and have wrested Northumbria from G.o.dwin's family. After making this great step, will they rest and abstain from taking the next? Northumbria and Mercia united are as strong as Wess.e.x and East Anglia. Will they be content to remain under a West Saxon king? Above all, will they submit to the rule of one of G.o.dwin's sons? I feel sure that they will not. What thinks the earl?”
”He thinks as you do, lady, although he considers that for the time the danger is averted. He himself said to me yesterday, 'If these Mercian earls are ready to defy the head of the royal line of England, think you that they will ever recognize the sway of a member of my father's house?'”
”And what said you, Wulf?”
”I said that I did not doubt the ill-will of the Mercian earls, but that I doubted whether Mercia would follow them if they strove to break up the kingdom. 'Mercia is following them now,' he said; 'and has with Northumbria stood in arms for some weeks past. There has ever been jealousy of the supremacy of the West Saxons since the days when the kingdom was united in one. These brothers will intrigue as their father did before them. They will bring down the Welsh from their hills to aid them, for though these people will not for generations try their strength alone against us, they would gladly take advantage of it should such an opportunity for revenge occur. Even now, when the blood is scarce dry on their hearthstones, there is a large force of them under Edwin's banner.'”
”It is a grievous look-out for England,” Edith said. ”It would seem that nothing can bring about peace and unity save the end of this terrible feud between the families of G.o.dwin and Leofric.”
”That would indeed be a blessing for the country,” Wulf agreed; ”but of all things that seems to me most hopeless.”
”They must be reconciled!” Edith said, rising from her seat. ”What is a woman's love or a woman's life that they should stand in the way of the peace of England? See you not, Wulf, there is but one way in which the feud can be healed? Were it not for me Harold could marry the sister of these earls, and if she were Queen of England the feud would be at an end. A daughter of the house of Leofric, and a son of the house of G.o.dwin, would command the support of Mercia and Wess.e.x alike, and as brothers of the queen, Edwin and Morcar might well be content to be friends with her husband and his brothers. I only stand in the way of this. I have already urged this upon Harold, but he will not hear of it. Until now the Mercian brothers might be a trouble, but they were not strong enough to be a danger to the kingdom. Now that they hold half of it in their hands this marriage has become a necessity. I must stand aside. What is my happiness and my life that I should be an obstacle alike to my lord's glory and the peace of England? Go to Harold; tell him that I am here, and pray that he will come to me. Give your message to him briefly; say naught of what I have said to you, though his heart will tell him at once what has brought me here.”
Silent, and confounded by the immensity of the sacrifice she proposed, for he knew how deep and tender was her love for Harold, Wulf knelt on both knees and reverently placed her hand to his lips, and then without a word left the house, half blinded with tears, signing to the servant, who was waiting without, to follow him. When he reached Harold's house he found that the earl was with his brother Gurth and several of his councillors. He did not hesitate, however, but entering the room, said, ”My Lord Harold, I pray to have speech of you for a minute upon an affair of urgent importance.”
Somewhat surprised the earl followed him out.
”What is it, Wulf?” he asked as they entered Harold's private closet. ”You look pale and strange, lad.”
”I have a message to give you, my lord. The Lady Edith is here, and prays that you will go to her at once.”
The earl started as if struck with a blow. ”Edith here!” he exclaimed, and then with a troubled face he took several short turns up and down the room.
”Where is she?” he said at last in a low voice.
”Her servant is without, my lord, and will conduct you to her.”
”Tell Gurth and the others I am called away for an hour on urgent business,” he said. ”Say nothing of Edith being here.” Then he went out.
The man who was waiting doffed his hat, and at once led the way to the house where Edith was staying. She moved swiftly towards him as he entered the room and fell on his neck. Not a word was spoken for a minute or two, then he said:
”Why have you come, Edith? But I need not ask, I know. I will not have it, I will not have it! I have told you so before. Why is our happiness to be sacrificed? I have given my work and my life to England, but I will not give my happiness too, nor will I sacrifice yours.”
”You would not be worthy of the trust England reposes in you, Harold,” she said quietly, ”were you not ready to give all. As to my happiness, it is at an end, for I should deem myself as a guilty wretch, as the cause of countless woes to Englishmen, did I remain as I am. I have been happy, dear, most happy, many long years. To my last day it will be a joy and a pride, that nothing can take away, that I have been loved by the greatest of Englishmen, and my sacrifice will seem light to me under the feeling that it has purchased the happiness of England.”
”But is my happiness to go for nothing?” Harold exclaimed pa.s.sionately.
”You too, Harold, will have the knowledge that you have sacrificed yourself, that as you have often risked your life, so have you for England's sake given up your love. I have seen that it must be so for years. As Earl of Wess.e.x I might always have stood by your side, but as soon as I saw that the people of England looked to you as their future monarch, I knew that I could not share your throne. A king's heart is not his own, as is that of a private man. As he must lead his people in battle, and if needs be give his life for them, so must he give his hand where it will most advantage them.”