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
The example of their master and youthful mistress was not lost
upon the servants, and the faces of the afflicted household,
from the steward downwards, shortly wore a lighter appearance,
though still a mournful one. Only the Spaniard, Don Felix di
Corva, whether from the insensibility of his nature, or the
stubbornness of his dejection, was unmoved by the carriage of the
chief sufferers; and he became more sullen and reserved every
moment. But in the bustle attending the preparations for Sir
Edgar’s departure, in company with Evaline and himself, which now
engaged the general attention, his demeanour was overlooked, and,
consequently, had no influence on the temper or deportment of
others.
Evaline herself superintended the arrangements for their journey.
These were, through the example of her activity, speedily
completed, and the moment of their departure at length arrived.
The vehicle mentioned in the first chapter of this history, in
the account of the adventure with the robbers, was drawn up
before the steps of the hall-door, and announced to be ready
for their reception. Around it was collected a group of Sir
Edgar’s tenants, most of whom, besides being bound to him by many
obligations, professed the same religion as he did, and, with the
jealousy which persecution never fails to excite, considered that
he was now suffering for that religion, and, therefore, regarded
him with peculiar sympathy. Many of them, too, especially of the
poorer sort, had experienced the good offices of Evaline; and the
remembrance of distresses that her bounty had mitigated, or of
hours of sickness that, either by her personal interposition, or
by means less direct, but equally effective, her active sympathy
had relieved, gave an additional and deeper interest to the scene
that they had come to witness.
Every head was uncovered, and many a blessing, “not loud,
but deep,” ejaculated in their behalf, as Sir Edgar and his
daughter appeared at the hall-door. Neither of them spoke a word
in acknowledgment--their hearts were too full to speak;--but
they both looked round kindly on the crowd, and this, in their
estimation, was acknowledgment sufficient. They passed hastily
to the carriage, followed by Martha Follett; and, stepping in,
at once took their seats in that vehicle, and closed the door.
Don Felix di Corva, pursuant to a previous arrangement, mounted
a saddle-horse, as did the two constables also; and, all being
settled, the mournful cavalcade set forward for Exeter.
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