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
"The doubt had just crossed my mind," answered Joanna. "I knew well that
Roger was bent upon obtaining Linda's hand in marriage, and I believed
that he had slain Hugh the better to obtain his object. Then when Linda
spoke of her doubt as to Hugh's death, I could not but wonder how far
Roger and Tito were concerned in his disappearance. But it was not till
I was within the magician's cave--for such it appeared to be--and heard
that voice urging upon the unconscious Linda to do the will of those two
evil men, that conviction came home to me. Then like a flash I seemed to
see it all--how they had not dared to kill Hugh, lest inquiry and
discovery should follow, but had made a prisoner of him, and were now
seeking through the medium of pretended magic to break Linda's resolve,
and hurry her into lifelong misery as the bride of Roger. For if she
could be convinced that her lover's life and liberty depended upon the
sacrifice, she might be willing to make it, when no other consideration
in the world would drive her to the step. This, then, was the meaning
of all this pretence of magic and occult power. Linda was to be
terrified into a rash promise, the magician working upon her and
foretelling life to her lover if she did but comply. And I verily
believe they would have succeeded but for that timely fainting fit,
which rendered her helpless and speechless, and angered them into words
which betrayed the plot to me."
"What did they say?"
"I can scarce repeat the words. All was darkness and confusion and haste
when they saw Linda lying like one dead before them. But I heard some
muttered oaths, only too like what I hear from Tito Balzani in moments
of anger; whilst the strength exhibited by the other man in lifting and
carrying Linda away was little like that of the bowed and aged man which
he had appeared to be, and I was wellnigh certain that it was Roger. I
was more than half afraid he would spirit her away next; but I kept fast
hold of her dress, even after my eyes were bandaged, and the other man
walked beside me guiding my steps. Just at the South Gate they set down
Linda, and vanished in the darkness. I pulled off the bandage, and found
myself alone with her, leaning up against the wall. The sentry at the
gate heard my call, and came and helped to carry her home. He said that
several half-swooning maidens had been left there during these last days
after dark. For his part he should be glad when the fair was ended and
the magicians had gone their way. He did not hold with honest citizens
being scared out of their senses. And having carried Linda home, he
departed."
"Would he know where the magician had his place of resort?" asked
Amalric eagerly. "Didst thou ask him?"
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