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
Leofric, from his place in the tent where the wounded had been conveyed,
could hear the sounds of mirth and mockery as the triumphant soldiers
passed to and fro. His friends came in and out with various items of
news; and upon the second day a new face looked in upon him as he lay,
and eagerly stretching forth his hands, he exclaimed,--
"Hugh, is that truly thou? Right glad am I to see thee. I did fear that
thou mightest have been numbered with the slain. But how comest thou
hither?"
"I came with the Prince, to give myself up prisoner, even as he hath
done. But they desire no captives save a few of the highest in the land.
Your great Earl knows how to use nobility and generosity in the hour of
triumph. He even spoke a kind word to me, and restored to me my liberty.
I heard that thou wert here, and came to visit thee. How goes it with
thee, good comrade? I trust thy wounds are not grievous."
"Nay, little more than scratches; only there be many of them, and I did
lose much blood ere I was aware. Tell me of thyself, Hugh, what didst
thou do? I see thou hast thine arm slung in thy scarf. Thou hast not
come off scot-free."
"A fellow broke the bone of my sword arm with his axe," answered Hugh;
"but that matters the less, since there will be no more fighting, they
say, these many days. All the talk is now of peace and brotherly accord.
There are messengers passing to and fro betwixt the Earl and the King;
and already the royalist troops are melting away. I cannot grieve that
the fight has ended thus, even though I fought upon the royal side. I
love not the crooked dealings of the King; and I hate the minions he
surrounds himself with, so that honest subjects cannot get anigh him. It
will be well for the land when these are banished. And yet I would that
the King should be a King, and not a puppet even in the hands of a
worthy man such as your Earl."
Leofric made a sign of assent. He was enough of a student and scholar
himself by this time to be well aware that no subject, even though he
were the highest in the land, could long rule in the name of a
practically captive King. It was against the traditions and instincts of
the nation. The people might support a movement for the redress of
crying grievances, even at the expense of the King's liberty; but when
things had been put upon a better footing, jealousies were certain to
awaken, there would come disunion amongst those who had been united in
the hour of peril, and he who had been regarded as the saviour of the
nation at this crisis would doubtless come to be looked upon as a tyrant
and even a usurper, if he succeeded in imposing his will upon the King
for any length of time, and held the reins of government firmly in his
hand. Something of this had been seen already, after the Provisions of
Oxford had made De Montfort so great a man in the kingdom. It was likely
to be seen again more markedly now, when a great victory had put him in
actual possession of the person of the King.
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