Hildebrand; or, The Days of Queen Elizabeth, An Historic Romance, Vol. 1 of 3Anonymous
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Hildebrand; or, The Days of Queen Elizabeth, An Historic Romance, Vol. 1 of 3
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Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Fiction
“This matter is somewhat serious,” he remarked; “for, besides
that Sir Edgar de Neville, by his own acknowledgment, is a
Papist, I perceive that he hath some family connections with
Spain. These will be greatly to his detriment, I fear me, in the
mind of the Queen’s Highness.”
“Ay, verily, her Highness is wise,” answered Shedlock, “and
righteous to judge the earth--even as Deborah, with whom was the
sword of the Lord, and who was as a scourge to the Philistines.”
“Even so,” rejoined Sir Walter; “and her Highness hath good
reason, since the beheading of the Queen of Scots, to regard all
Papists with unsleeping jealousy. Nevertheless, I would wager a
round sum, an’ I had it idle, that this Sir Edgar will approve
himself innocent.”
“Fie on thee now, Sir Walter Raleigh!” exclaimed Shedlock.
“Wouldst thou abet Amalek, and lend a buckler to the disturbers
of Israel?”
Sir Walter Raleigh--for it was indeed that great man--smiled as
he replied: “I’faith, thou art over-zealous, Sir Sheriff. But
’tis a good fault! ’tis a good fault!”
“Over-zealous!” cried the Puritan, raising his small, piercing
eyes till only the white was visible; “who can be over-zealous
for the Lord? Shall the sword of Gideon, which hath scared the
Antichrist in his den, be cast aside, and the ungodly sons of
Belial yet muster for the battle?”
“No, no, not so,” answered Sir Walter. “But let us speak of it no
more. Thou knowest, Master Shedlock, I sought thee this morning
on other business. The matter of the Popish knight was forced on
me by thee.”
“And thou hast therein thwarted me,” remarked Shedlock, “to thy
very utmost. The Lord forgive thee, Sir Walter Raleigh!”
“I did but put a drag on thy hot zeal,” answered Sir Walter;
“and who could do a less thing, Sir Sheriff, for so fair a lady?
But I see thy skeleton clerk is coming up with us,” he continued,
as, casting a glance in his rear, he discovered the individual
specified, mounted on a lean and Rosinante-looking steed, riding
after them. “Let us put forward a space, and I will then tell
thee, with my customed brevity, what is the project I would
engage thee in.”
Shedlock silently complied with this request, and, without
further words, he and Sir Walter clapped spurs to their steeds,
and rode smartly on. They had now gained the high-road, and, as
they passed along, Sir Walter unfolded to his companion, with his
promised brevity, the project to which he had alluded, and in
which he sought to engage his pecuniary support.
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