Great Britain -- History -- Medieval period, 1066-1485 -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
"I am a man."
"Yet you leave me in ignorance."
"Madame, we are to undertake great deeds together, great perils. I
could hold up an astonishing future to your eyes, but for the present I
keep silence. Rest assured that you shall be accorded such honour as
the Virgin herself could desire. Remember that I give you promise of
vengeance, and a home."
The girl drew a deep breath, as though taking the spirit of the hour
into her bosom.
"If I refuse?" she said to him.
"You cannot refuse," came the level retort.
"And why, messire?"
"Your consent, though pleasant, is not necessary in the matter. I have
long ago determined to appropriate you to my ambition."
VI
Fulviac’s lair lay deep within the waving wilderness of pines. Above
the spires of the forest, a massive barrier of rock thrust up its rugged
bartisans into the blue. East and west it stretched a mile or more,
concavitated towards the north, and standing like a huge breakwater amid
the sea of boughs.
The rocky plateau above was peopled by pines and rowans, thatched also
with a wild tangle of briar, whin, and heather. Crannies cleft into it;
caves tunnelled its massive bosom; innumerable minarets of stone mingled
with the wind-wracked trees. The cliffs rose like the walls of a castle
donjon from the forest floor, studded with dwarf trees, bearded with
ferns and grass. The plateau was inaccessible from the forest save by a
thin rocky track, where the western slope of the cliff tailed off to
merge into the trees.
The significance of the place to Fulviac lay in the existence of a
cavern or series of caves piercing the cliff, and opening both upon the
southern and northern facades of the mass. A wooden causeway led to the
southern entry, bridging a small gorge where a stream foamed under the
pines. The yawn of the southern opening had been built up with great
blocks of stone, and the rough walls pierced by narrow squints, and a
gate opening under a rounded arch.
Within, the roof of the main cavern arched abruptly upwards, hollowing a
great dome over the smooth floor beneath. This grotesque and
rock-ripped hall served as guard-room and dormitory, a very various
chamber. Winding ways smote from it into the black bowels of the cliff.
The height of the main cavern dwindled as it tunnelled northwards into
the rock. A second wall of stone partitioned the guard-room from a
second and smaller chamber, lit always by a great lamp pendent from the
ceiling, a chamber that served Fulviac as state-room.
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