Part 44 (2/2)

”It will not need, Sir Henry,” said Joceline, speaking with great difficulty of utterance-”he is quiet enough now-he will not offend in that sort again.”

”See it be so,” replied the knight; ”remember Mistress Alice often walks in the Chase. And now, fill round, and fill too, a cup to thyself to overred thy fear, as mad Will has it. Tush, man, Phoebe will do well enough-she only screamed and ran, that thou might'st have the pleasure to help her. Mind what thou dost, and do not go spilling the wine after that fas.h.i.+on.-Come, here is a health to our wanderer, who has come to us again.”

”None will pledge it more willingly than I,” said the disguised Prince, unconsciously a.s.suming an importance which the character he personated scarce warranted; but Sir Henry, who had become fond of the supposed page, with all his peculiarities, imposed only a moderate rebuke upon his petulance. ”Thou art a merry, good-humoured youth, Louis,” he said, ”but it is a world to see how the forwardness of the present generation hath gone beyond the gravity and reverence which in my youth was so regularly observed towards those of higher rank and station-I dared no more have given my own tongue the rein, when there was a doctor of divinity in company, than I would have dared to have spoken in church in service time.”

”True, sir,” said Albert, hastily interfering; ”but Master Kerneguy had the better right to speak at present, that I have been absent on his business as well as my own, have seen several of his friends, and bring him important intelligence.”

Charles was about to rise and beckon Albert aside, naturally impatient to know what news he had procured, or what scheme of safe escape was now decreed for him. But Dr. Rochecliffe twitched his cloak, as a hint to him to sit still, and not show any extraordinary motive for anxiety, since, in case of a sudden discovery of his real quality, the violence of Sir Henry Lee's feelings might have been likely to attract too much attention.

Charles, therefore, only replied, as to the knight's stricture, that he had a particular t.i.tle to be sudden and unceremonious in expressing his thanks to Colonel Lee-that grat.i.tude was apt to be unmannerly-finally, that he was much obliged to Sir Henry for his admonition; and that quit Woodstock when he would, ”he was sure to leave it a better man than he came there.”

His speech was of course ostensibly directed towards the father; but a glance at Alice a.s.sured her that she had her full share in the compliment.

”I fear,” he concluded, addressing Albert, ”that you come to tell us our stay here must be very short.”

”A few hours only,” said Albert-”just enough for needful rest for ourselves and our horses. I have procured two which are good and tried. But Doctor Rochecliffe broke faith with me. I expected to have met some one down at Joceline's hut, where I left the horses; and finding no person, I was delayed an hour in littering them down myself, that they might be ready for to-morrow's work-for we must be off before day.”

”I-I-intended to have sent Tomkins-but-but”-hesitated the Doctor, ”I”- ”The roundheaded rascal was drunk, or out of the way, I presume,” said Albert. ”I am glad of it-you may easily trust him too far.”

”Hitherto he has been faithful,” said the Doctor, ”and I scarce think he will fail me now. But Joceline will go down and have the horses in readiness in the morning.”

Joceline's countenance was usually that of alacrity itself on a case extraordinary. Now, however, he seemed to hesitate.

”You will go with me a little way, Doctor?” he said, as he edged himself closely to Rochecliffe.

”How? puppy, fool, and blockhead,” said the knight, ”wouldst thou ask Doctor Rochecliffe to bear thee company at this hour?-Out, hound!-get down to the kennel yonder instantly, or I will break the knave's pate of thee.”

Joceline looked with an eye of agony at the divine, as if entreating him to interfere in his behalf; but just as he was about to speak, a most melancholy howling arose at the hall-door, and a dog was heard scratching for admittance.

”What ails Bevis next?” said the old knight. ”I think this must be All-Fools-day, and that every thing around me is going mad!”

The same sound startled Albert and Charles from a private conference in which they had engaged, and Albert ran to the hall-door to examine personally into the cause of the noise.

”It is no alarm,” said the old knight to Kerneguy, ”for in such cases the dog's bark is short, sharp, and furious. These long howls are said to be ominous. It was even so that Bevis's grandsire bayed the whole livelong night on which my poor father died. If it comes now as a presage, G.o.d send it regard the old and useless, not the young, and those who may yet serve King and country!”

The dog had pushed past Colonel Lee, who stood a little while at the hall-door to listen if there were any thing stirring without, while Bevis advanced into the room where the company were a.s.sembled, bearing something in his mouth, and exhibiting, in an unusual degree, that sense of duty and interest which a dog seems to show when he thinks he has the charge of something important. He entered therefore, drooping his long tail, slouching his head and ears, and walking with the stately yet melancholy dignity of a war-horse at his master's funeral. In this manner he paced through the room, went straight up to Joceline, who had been regarding him with astonishment, and uttering a short and melancholy howl, laid at his feet the object which he bore in his mouth. Joceline stooped, and took from the floor a man's glove, of the fas.h.i.+on worn by the troopers, having something like the old-fas.h.i.+oned gauntleted projections of thick leather arising from the wrist, which go half way up to the elbow, and secure the arm against a cut with a sword. But Joceline had no sooner looked at what in itself was so common an object, than he dropped it from his hand, staggered backward, uttered a groan, and nearly fell to the ground.

”Now, the coward's curse be upon thee for an idiot!” said the knight, who had picked up the glove, and was looking at it-”thou shouldst be sent back to school, and flogged till the craven's blood was switched out of thee-What dost thou look at but a glove, thou base poltroon, and a very dirty glove, too? Stay, here is writing-Joseph Tomkins? Why, that is the roundheaded fellow-I wish he hath not come to some mischief, for this is not dirt on the cheveron, but blood. Bevis may have bit the fellow, and yet the dog seemed to love him well too, or the stag may have hurt him. Out, Joceline, instantly, and see where he is-wind your bugle.”

”I cannot go,” said Joliffe, ”unless”-and again he looked piteously at Dr. Rochecliffe, who saw no time was to be lost in appeasing the ranger's terrors, as his ministry was most needful in the present circ.u.mstances.-”Get spade and mattock,” he whispered to him, ”and a dark lantern, and meet me in the Wilderness.”

Joceline left the room; and the Doctor, before following him, had a few words of explanation with Colonel Lee. His own spirit, far from being dismayed on the occasion, rather rose higher, like one whose natural element was intrigue and danger. ”Here hath been wild work,” he said, ”since you parted. Tomkins was rude to the wench Phoebe-Joceline and he had a brawl together, and Tomkins is lying dead in the thicket, not far from Rosamond's Well. It will be necessary that Joceline and I go directly to bury the body; for besides that some one might stumble upon it, and raise an alarm, this fellow Joceline will never be fit for any active purpose till it is under ground. Though as stout as a lion, the under-keeper has his own weak side, and is more afraid of a dead body than a living one. When do you propose to start to-morrow?”

”By daybreak, or earlier,” said Colonel Lee; ”but we will meet again. A vessel is provided, and I have relays in more places than one-we go off from the coast of Suss.e.x; and I am to get a letter at --, acquainting me precisely with the spot.”

”Wherefore not go off instantly?” said the Doctor.

”The horses would fail us,” replied Albert; ”they have been hard ridden to-day.”

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