A Maid at King Alfred's Court: A Story for GirlsMadison, Lucy Foster
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A Maid at King Alfred's Court: A Story for Girls
Madison, Lucy Foster
Alfred, King of England, 849-899 -- Juvenile fiction
“My lords,” cried the gleeman who was plainly agitated, “I take oath by
all the saints that I did depose only that which I knew. The harp was
mine. ’Twas gone. We found the same with the maid. How else could I
depose?”
“How camest thou to think the maiden had taken it?” demanded the
ealdorman, sharply.
“’Twas Ælfric who spake to me of the maiden’s toying with it in the
hall. But the night before she did ask me for it. My lords, it looked
ill for the girl, ye must allow.”
“Speaks he the truth, think ye?” inquired the ealdorman of the bishop
and the gerefa.
“Leave him to me,” said the bishop. “He shall not be shriven until he
declareth the truth. The other two, methinks, are the real culprits.”
A hue and cry was now raised that Ælfric was escaping, and many left the
assembly to go in pursuit. The juggler was soon overtaken and borne
again to the bishop. Oswald had brought the bond-woman forward.
The two stood defiantly before the tribunal. Ælfric had given the woman
a quick, warning glance under which she quailed.
“What sayest thou?” asked Denewulf of the woman. “Why didst thou deny
giving the harp to the maiden?”
“I gave it not,” answered she sullenly.
“Woman, God hath judged the maiden innocent. Then thou and this man are
guilty. It must be so. Tell, then, why thou didst the thing.”
No answer came from the woman’s lips. The bishop turned to the gerefa
and ealdorman. “Brothers, do ye question her. Stubborn and hard of heart
hath she proven herself. Seek ye to soften her.”
No amount of questions, threats or persuasion would induce the woman to
answer further than that she gave not the harp to the maiden. Presently,
hoping to gain more by it, they turned to Ælfric. The man’s eyes were
shining with a triumphant light as he saw that the woman was obdurate.
To all questions he answered nothing. In an insolent attitude he
listened, but replied not. At last the bishop said, with some
impatience: “Fully am I convinced of the guilt of these two. By his
attempt at flight hath Ælfric shown his crime. Brothers, in this matter
the man and the woman have sinned against heaven. Let, then, the church
give the punishment. To the ordeal shall both be condemned. The woman to
trial by water and stone even as the maiden; the man, the ordeal by
fire.”
The gerefa and ealdorman willingly gave consent, as they were convinced
that Ælfric and the woman were truly the offenders.
To the bishop’s house were they taken, there to make the needful
preparation. The allotted number of days passed. Solitary and alone as
the woman had been kept during this period, she had had time for
reflection. Traces of a mental struggle between obduracy and despair
showed in her countenance as she was brought forth to make her offering,
and to receive the sacrament before taking the ordeal.
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