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
"The Earls of Leicester and Gloucester did but repeat for themselves and
their party what has been said a hundred times before--namely, that they
desired peace, and to serve the King faithfully, and only to put down
the enemies of the realm, who deceive both his Majesty and the Prince,
and do despite to the realm. They offered to pay a large sum as
compensation for hurt done to the King's property, if he would make
peace and observe the Provisions of Oxford, and submit to the decision
of 'certain chosen Churchmen' what statutes ought to be observed, and
how far the oaths taken ought to be binding, saying that they wished to
keep their faith as Christians, and avoid the stain of perjury."
Long and eagerly did the comrades upon the hillside talk together,
wondering whether this embassy of the Bishops would succeed where other
things had failed, or whether the King, blinded by pride and advised by
evil counsellors, would press matters on to the bitter end. They could
observe the signs of commotion below, round and about the Priory, and
finally they watched the great gates being flung wide open to admit of
the exit of the ambassadors.
"What news will they bring--what news?" cried Amalric breathlessly, and
he turned and hastened towards his father's quarters, mounting his
horse, which stood tethered a little way off, and galloping away without
waiting for his companions.
Leofric had paused when about to follow, for his eye had been caught by
an advancing figure that looked somehow familiar, and which seemed
making straight for them upon the knoll. Just as Amalric rode off, Jack
broke into a quick exclamation,--
"By my troth, here is our quondam companion Hugh!"
The next moment Hugh le Barbier stood beside them, grasping their hands
and looking with eager affection into their faces.
Although he came from the hostile camp, there was no hostility in the
hearts of the Oxford students as they stood together once more. Eagerly
did Hugh ask of their welfare, eagerly did they question him as to his
adventures during the past months, and, above all, most eagerly did they
ask him if he knew what sort of answer the King had returned to the
messengers just sent, and whether there was any chance of a cessation of
hostilities.
Hugh gravely shook his head.
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