After she had read part of the sixth chapter, the old woman begged for a few verses more about the "mansions," and Maud read part of the fourteenth. "I'll keep that in mind when the time comes," murmured the old woman; "and if I never see you again, Mistress Harcourt----" "But I will come and see you again," interrupted Maud. The old woman shook her head. "It'll be all over soon; I couldn't bear it again," she said. "What will be all over?" asked Maud. "You are not ill, are--at least, not very ill--not likely to die yet," she added, hastily. "If I waited till the Lord called me by disease I'd may be wait a good while yet, for I'm strong when I'm well; but the people hereabout say I am a witch, and but for Master Harry I should have been tried before last night." "Last night!" uttered Maud. "What did they do to you?" for she had lost all fear of her as a witch now. The poor old creature looked round fearfully. "They did it," she said, "tried me for a witch. They took me to the horse-pond and ducked me, but there was not enough water to drown me. They'd have done it before if Master Harry had not been my protector, but now he is gone nothing will save me, for they say I've sent him away; as if I should want to lose my best friend," and the old woman burst into tears again. Maud was indignant. "Prithee, do not be afraid," she said. "I will protect you, they shall not hurt you!" For a minute the old woman looked up glad and grateful, but then she shook her head sadly. "You can't do it, they are coming again to-night," she said, "and the ill-usage will kill me;" and she pushed up the sleeve of her gown and showed how her arms were cut and bruised. "You must be protected," said Maud, "it will be murder. I will go to Master Drury at once and tell him about it," and without waiting another minute, Maud mounted Cavalier and cantered up the lane. At the top, clustered round the blacksmith's shed, were a group of soldiers, who made way for her to pass, but the blacksmith sprang forward and stopped her horse. "These soldiers have seen Master Harry Drury Mistress Harcourt," he said. "Then you will not repeat the cowardly attack on Dame Coppins, I trow!" said the young lady, burning with anger still. The blacksmith drew back somewhat ashamed, and Maud, forgetting all else, turned to the soldiers and said, "Tell me where you met Master Harry Drury." The man doffed his cap respectfully, for he could see Maud was a lady. "It was near by the gate of London," he said. "Our leader, Captain Stanhope, has now gone to the Grange, bearing tidings of it."