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
“Hadst thou but told this gentleman, my good and honoured friend,
that the hand that brought thee to such a pass was Hildebrand
Clifford’s,” resumed Hildebrand, “thou hadst been safe in Neville
Grange, Sir Edgar. But, never care, Sir: all will go well now.”
“I knew neither his name, nor thine, my friend,” answered Sir
Edgar, pressing his hand.
“Mine I have told thee,” said Hildebrand. “This worthy cavalier
is Sir Walter Raleigh.”
At these words, both Sir Edgar and Evaline, in spite of the
conflicting feelings by which they were agitated, turned a glance
of earnest curiosity on the face of Hildebrand’s companion;
and, by the respect manifested in their looks, showed that fame
had truly reported to them, in common with the world at large,
the honourable reputation of that distinguished name. And the
man whom suspicion had regarded as a paltry adventurer, or
insinuated to be a spy, with whom no person of character could
safely associate, was the friend and companion of Sir Walter
Raleigh--one of the chief luminaries of the age. A glow of pride
suffused itself over Evaline’s cheek, as if she had received a
personal honour, apart from the share in the passing scene, in
such a vindication of Hildebrand; and when Sir Walter advanced to
accost her, she made a step forward to meet him, and presented
him her hand unasked.
“Things cannot but go well,” said Sir Walter, pressing her hand
in his, “with so noble a lady, and so honourable a knight.”
“Will there be much delay, Sir?” asked Evaline, anxiously.
“Will there be any?” said Sir Edgar.
“It may be all arranged to-morrow,” answered Sir Walter. “Our
friend here has, in the presence of two credible witnesses,
made oath to a statement in my hands, which quite clears up the
whole affair. But should there be any impediment in respect to
Master Shedlock, who, I fear me, bears thee no good will, I will
undertake to overrule it, and set thee at large on mine own
responsibility. Furthermore, I will lay a true report of the
matter before the Lord-Treasurer, and put a stop to all farther
proceedings.”
“Oh, thank you! thank you!” murmured Evaline.
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