A Clerk of Oxford, and His Adventures in the Barons' WarEverett-Green, Evelyn
History
A Clerk of Oxford, and His Adventures in the Barons' War
Everett-Green, Evelyn
Great Britain -- History -- Barons' War, 1263-1267 -- Juvenile fiction
After the Constable had spoken in this key, the new Chancellor arose. He
had a dignified mien, a tall and commanding figure, and a face which at
once inspired confidence and affection. He could look stern and kindly
at the same time, and his sonorous voice, which penetrated right through
the hall and into the open space without, was full of fire and
earnestness; yet there was withal something so winning in his address
that all eyes were riveted upon the speaker, and men held their breath
to catch his every word.
He first spoke of the pleasure he had in this return to a city he had
always loved, and of his promotion to a position in which he hoped he
would prove of service to it. He spoke of changes for the better which
he had noted, but quickly passed on to his deep regret at finding
matters in nowise better betwixt the citizens and scholars, and betwixt
the clerks themselves. He had been shocked and grieved to note the
violence with which quarrels raged and blows were struck upon the
smallest provocation, or upon no provocation at all. That was a thing
which must and should be stopped. Valuable lives must not be sacrificed,
nor lifelong injury inflicted, just to satisfy the wanton passions of
the moment. Two men had been killed, and quite a dozen more injured, in
street brawls during the brief space in which he had resided amongst
them. Against such a state of things as this strong measures must be
taken, and any delinquent convicted of deliberate crime must be punished
with impartial justice, be he citizen or be he clerk. Their good
Constable was of one mind with himself on that point.
Of the two men who had lost their lives, one had been killed in open
fight in the streets, rather by accident of the riot than by deliberate
intention. With that matter he would presently deal, as no person in
particular was charged with the crime. But the other was altogether
different. A peaceable citizen had been stabbed to the heart by an act
of deliberate murderous intent. Hugh le Barbier had been found beside
the murdered man, and had been charged with the deed, and even
imprisoned somewhat informally in the Bocardo. But he was not only a
gentleman and bachelor of good repute in the University; he also
solemnly declared that he had seen the blow struck by another hand, and
he had proved his fearlessness of inquiry in having refused to fly from
the city (on being released in a romantic fashion by some maiden, whose
name he asked not to divulge), and in having placed himself under
protection of the Constable, demanding that he might be heard in his own
defence, and that the whole matter might be diligently investigated.
This inquiry was forthwith to be made, and any person who had any
knowledge of the matter was to stand forth and bear witness.
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