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
De Montfort was not, however, at Kenilworth in person now. He was in
Westminster, directing the deliberations of Parliament; and Henry was
left as the companion of the Prince, together with Thomas de Clare,
brother of the Earl of Gloucester, and other knights congenial to the
royal captive. The breach between Gloucester and Leicester had not yet
been openly proclaimed, and no actual rupture had occurred between the
members of the two houses.
Amalric had, together with Leofric and the De Kynastons, returned to
Oxford. No formal betrothal had taken place between him and Alys. The
affairs of the Earl had taken up so much time and thought, that there
had scarce been space for the consideration of other matters. Moreover
the father had once said to Amalric,--
"Press not the matter home too soon, my son. It may be that we are a
falling, not a rising house. Link not the fate of an innocent maid with
thine till we see whether this rising cloud will disperse again, or
whether it will gather into a tempest that will overthrow us."
Nevertheless it was well understood by the two fathers, ere the
Constable took his departure, that the betrothal of Amalric and Alys
would, if all went well, take place very shortly. Both Earl and Countess
bestowed upon her many rich gifts, and Amalric begged her acceptance of
a costly ring, which she could not refuse, the eyes of her elders being
upon her, although her heart misgave her that this would be regarded as
a pledge when the time came for the settlement of the question of her
marriage.
"It may be thou wilt learn to love him yet," whispered the Demoiselle,
who took a keen interest in the matter, greatly desiring to have Alys
for a sister, and earnestly desiring her brother's happiness, yet
feeling a keen sympathy with the unconfessed romance which she guessed
at, and regarding Leofric as, after her own brother, a very proper mate
for her friend. "Amalric is more like our father than any of them, and I
trow he would be a gallant lover and a loyal husband. But thou shalt
never be forced to do a thing at which thy heart rebels. I will myself
tell him all sooner than thou shalt be made unhappy, sweet Alys."
But at that Alys shrank as though touched upon a wound, and made almost
hasty answer,--
"Speak not so, dearest Eleanora; thou dost not know what thou sayest. I
shall seek in all things to do right; I only wish that my poor heart
were worth the winning of so gallant a gentleman as thy brother. I am
sore ashamed oftentimes to think what a paltry thing he seeks after."
"It is not paltry to him, so it be all his own," answered Eleanora; but
at that word Alys winced again.
However, the party for Oxford rode off from Kenilworth in due course, in
good spirits--Amalric willing to wait for his betrothal till his
father's affairs should be more fully arranged, yet full of confidence
that the day would come when he could call Alys his own.
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