A Lost Leader: A Tale of Restoration DaysTownshend, Dorothea
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A Lost Leader: A Tale of Restoration Days
Townshend, Dorothea
Great Britain -- History -- Restoration, 1660-1688 -- Juvenile fiction
"I would I knew," answered Mrs. Joyce, shaking her head solemnly; "but
I have my thoughts, whatever folks may say. All I can say is, I saw
her locked up in my best chamber on Wednesday night, and next morning,
when Tom Constable opened the door, he fared to be wholly stanned, for
there was naught to be seen, no more than if her'd flown out of window.
Some folks are so bold as to say she 'as made away with herself, but
that I'll never credit. I fare to think if ever miracles are worked
'tis the time for such to come to pass when a sweet young gentlewoman,
and one of the real quality, is locked up by them jacks-in-office!
Don't you think so, sir? And all for to furbish up Justice Tomkins'
new loyalty, and cloak his old treasons. That's why he's so set on
finding Mistress Perrient. 'A plot, a plot,' says he, 'and Fifth
Monarchy men, and what not, from London, and a conspiracy with Mistress
Perrient for to kill the king.' A plot, it is sure enough, and Justice
Tomkins' devising, for to make him a grandee! I can't abide that
Tomkins. A mercer he was, in Norwich, and a kind of a preacher, and
now he has made money, they've made him a justice, save the mark. And
if he can furbish up a great enough plot, he is assured it will bring
him his knighthood at the least. And so he goeth up and down, that
maliceful to our young lady--only thanks be, she have escaped the claws
of him. The only thing that troubles me is the noises. Leastways,
they doesn't trouble me, not to say real trouble; I hope I can keep my
wits about me. 'Tis but those idle huzzies that talk of ghosts and
noises."
"The noises! What manner of noises?"
"Oh, like folks moving, and clattering, and steps, and rustling like of
a gown, and I've heard a sobbing, I'll be sworn, and naught to be seen.
If it betokens our young lady be lying dead somewhere, and desires a
Christian burial, I do wish as she'd speak a bit plainer, for 'twould
be my pride, and my husband's, to see everything done fitting, and pay
for it out of our pockets, we would. But I cannot think a dear young
lady, and as kind as kind, if she was a bit proud, would ever go to
spoil an honest woman's business by making noises in her best chamber
after she's dead, and frighting folks away from the Inn. So, as I
said, I don't hold 'tis a ghost, not at all; and I should hope I knoo
more o' quality's ways than those sluts in the kitchen!"
"This is truly a matter of great interest," said Mr. Rogers. "I
studied such matters a little in my youth, and I should be glad, while
my horse rests, if you would let me tarry awhile in that chamber."
"Ay, indeed, sir, and thankful shall we be for a learned gentleman to
visit it. And 'tis very like--if it should be, I wouldn't have those
hussies hear me say it--but if it should be the dear young lady, her
may have more to say to you than to the likes of us. And you'll stop
the night for sure, sir?"
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