Grisly Grisell; Or, The Laidly Lady of Whitburn: A Tale of the Wars of the RosesYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
History
Grisly Grisell; Or, The Laidly Lady of Whitburn: A Tale of the Wars of the Roses
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Great Britain -- History -- Wars of the Roses, 1455-1485 -- Fiction
THE kind couple of Groots were exceedingly solicitous about Grisell’s
appearance before the Duchess, and much concerned that she could not be
induced to wear the head-gear a foot or more in height, with veils
depending from the peak, which was the fashion of the Netherlands. Her
black robe and hood, permitted but not enjoined in the external or third
Order of St. Francis, were, as usual, her dress, and under it might be
seen a face, with something peculiar on one side, but still full of
sweetness and intelligence; and the years of comfort and quiet had, in
spite of anxiety, done much to obliterate the likeness to a cankered oak
gall. Lambert wanted to drench her with perfumes, but she only submitted
to have a little essence in the pouncet box given her long ago by Lady
Margaret at their parting at Amesbury. Master Groot himself chose to
conduct her on this first great occasion, and they made their way to the
old gateway, sculptured above with figures that still remain, into the
great cloistered court, with its chapel, chapter-house, and splendid
great airy hall, in which the Hospital Sisters received their patients.
They were seen flitting about, giving a general effect of gray, whence
they were known as Sœurs Grises, though, in fact, their dress was white,
with a black hood and mantle. The Duchess, however, lived in a set of
chambers on one side of the court, which she had built and fitted for
herself.
A lay sister became Grisell’s guide, and just then, coming down from the
Duchess’s apartments, with a board with a chalk sketch in his hand,
appeared a young man, whom Groot greeted as Master Hans Memling, and who
had been receiving orders, and showing designs to the Duchess for the
ornamentation of the convent, which in later years he so splendidly
carried out. With him Lambert remained.
There was a broad stone stair, leading to a large apartment hung with
stamped Spanish leather, representing the history of King David, and with
a window, glazed as usual below with circles and lozenges, but the upper
part glowing with coloured glass. At the farther end was a dais with a
sort of throne, like the tester and canopy of a four-post bed, with
curtains looped up at each side. Here the Duchess sat, surrounded by her
ladies, all in the sober dress suitable with monastic life.
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