A Clerk of Oxford, and His Adventures in the Barons' WarEverett-Green, Evelyn
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A Clerk of Oxford, and His Adventures in the Barons' War
Everett-Green, Evelyn
Great Britain -- History -- Barons' War, 1263-1267 -- Juvenile fiction
"Now, sister," he said, "tell to these our friends all that thou didst
tell to me upon the night after we had carried to her home the swooning
Linda. For if thou be right in what thou dost surmise, Hugh le Barbier
is yet alive, and in sore need of help from without, which we must give
him without delay. Wherefore speak, and speak freely, for we are all
friends here."
Joanna told them of what had befallen her and Linda when they sought to
learn more of the fate of Hugh--how they had been taken blindfold into
the presence of the magician, and how the wan and wasted face of Hugh
had appeared before them in the magic mirror.
"Linda at that moment did faint away," said Joanna, "but in the darkness
the magician seemed not to know it. He made some strange passes with his
hands, and then the lips of the mirrored face moved, and a voice which
sounded far away spoke in urgent accents, bidding Linda forget him, and
do all that was desired of her, as thus and only thus could she save him
from a fate that was worse than death. Linda did not hear one word of
this; but I heard all, and methought I knew whose was the voice that
spake these things."
"Whose was it?" was the eager question.
"Tito Balzani's," was the reply. "We all know the power Tito possesses
to throw his voice here, there, and wherever he chooses, and to imitate
the voices of others. We also know well that he has some knowledge of
magic and the black arts. His mother was accounted a witch, as I have
often heard, and she bequeathed to him certain books and properties the
use of which he has been studying of late more than some folks think
wise. There be always those who would seek to pry into forbidden things,
and Tito is one of such. He could play magician well, methinks, an he
had the mind; and I verily believe it was he and none other who so
astonished and awed our townfolk during the week of the fair."
"That might explain much," cried Jack, "for all men were aghast at the
things the magician told them about themselves, which smacked mightily
of mystery if it were a stranger who thus spoke, but would easily be
explained if he were their own townsman. But leaving that matter, how
could he have deceived your eyes by the trick of the magic mirror? How
could he have gotten the face of Hugh reflected there?"
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