Edgar the Ready: A Tale of the Third Edward's ReignShervill, W. P.
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Edgar the Ready: A Tale of the Third Edward's Reign
Shervill, W. P.
Great Britain -- History -- Edward III, 1327-1377 -- Juvenile fiction
With an effort, Edgar mastered his indignation and simply nodded his
head as though waiting to hear more before accepting such a statement.
The knight spoke with quiet confidence. Most of his bandages were now
gone, and he seemed himself again and sure that the errand on which he
had come would end as he desired.
"What ye have learned of me," he went on, pacing slowly up and down the
narrow limits of the cell, "doubtless ye have learned from Sir John.
Well, know this, that Sir John is the lifelong enemy of me and mine, and
the fault of it lies not with me but with him. Aught that he hath told
ye to my disadvantage is therefore not to be relied upon, for he hateth
me and maligns me for his own base purposes. He is no true knight, and
ye are mistaken in espousing his cause. I have told you the truth, so
that ye may know that ye are honourably released from all allegiance to
him."
"But if thou art the true knight thou sayest, how comes it that thou art
staying as a friend in the castle of this Eustace de Brin, a knight of
ill reputation and one of the enemies of our country?"
De Maupas frowned and momentarily checked his stride. "That is a long
story," he said. "I am here out of no alliance with the enemies of our
country; rather indeed to further its interests, for I am gaining much
useful knowledge. But thou art indeed right when thou sayest the owner
of this grim castle is a man of ill reputation. The scenes these cells
have beheld would appal the stoutest heart could they be unfolded.
Beware, then, that thou sharest not the fate of thy predecessors. Sir
Eustace, I know, is deeply enraged with thee. He says thou art the
first man to dare enter his castle without his permission, and he
purposes to slay thee. Knowing thee for a fellow countryman, I
intervened, and with such influence as I possess begged him to allow me
to offer thee a hope of life--life in the open air and sunshine, not
cooped within the narrow limits of a cell that must sooner or later
drive thee mad. Say then, dost desire to accept my offer?"
"What is this offer?" asked Edgar shortly. "We are ready enough to leave
this cell, as thou canst well imagine. But we must carry our honour
unsullied with us."
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