Anne of Geierstein; Or, The Maiden of the Mist. Volume 2 (of 2)Scott, Walter
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Anne of Geierstein; Or, The Maiden of the Mist. Volume 2 (of 2)
Scott, Walter
France -- History -- Louis XI, 1461-1483 -- Fiction
Want you a man
Experienced in the world and its affairs?
Here he is for your purpose.--He's a monk.
He hath forsworn the world and all its work--
The rather that he knows it passing well,
Special the worst of it, for he's a monk.
_Old Play._
While the dawn of the morning was yet grey, Arthur was awakened by a
loud ringing at the gate of the monastery, and presently afterwards
the porter entered the cell which had been allotted to him for his
lodgings, to tell him that, if his name was Arthur Philipson, a
brother of their order had brought him despatches from his father. The
youth started up, hastily attired himself, and was introduced, in the
parlour, to a Carmelite monk, being of the same order with the
community of St. Victoire.
"I have ridden many a mile, young man, to present you with this
letter," said the monk, "having undertaken to your father that it
should be delivered without delay. I came to Aix last night during the
storm, and, learning at the palace that you had ridden hither, I
mounted as soon as the tempest abated, and here I am."
"I am beholden to you, father," said the youth, "and if I could repay
your pains with a small donative to your convent"----
"By no means," answered the good father; "I took my personal trouble
out of friendship to your father, and mine own errand led me this way.
The expenses of my long journey have been amply provided for. But open
your packet, I can answer your questions at leisure."
The young man accordingly stepped into an embrasure of the window, and
read as follows:--
"SON ARTHUR,--Touching the state of the country, in so far
as concerns the safety of travelling, know that the same
is precarious. The Duke hath taken the towns of Brie and
Granson, and put to death five hundred men, whom he made
prisoners in garrison there. But the Confederates are
approaching with a large force, and God will judge for the
right. Howsoever the game may go, these are sharp wars, in
which little quarter is spoken of on either side, and
therefore there is no safety for men of our profession,
till something decisive shall happen. In the meantime, you
may assure the widowed lady, that our correspondent
continues well disposed to purchase the property which she
has in hand; but will scarce be able to pay the price till
his present pressing affairs shall be settled, which I
hope will be in time to permit us to embark the funds in
the profitable adventure I told our friend of. I have
employed a friar, travelling to Provence, to carry this
letter, which I trust will come safe. The bearer may be
trusted.
"Your affectionate father,
"JOHN PHILIPSON."
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