Loveday's history : $b A tale of many changesGuernsey, Lucy Ellen
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Loveday's history : $b A tale of many changes
Guernsey, Lucy Ellen
Great Britain -- History -- Tudors, 1485-1603 -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Reformation -- Fiction
The old lady, for such she clearly was, courtesied, and then taking my
hand she led me through a gallery and up a stair to a chamber where all
was neat and comfortable, though every thing in the room seemed as old
as the Wars of the Roses at least.
"Here you may rest safely," said she. "No one ever comes to this house,
save now and then a messenger from my good master and yours. I guess
from all I see that you are a sufferer for the faith!"
"Indeed, madam, I hardly know myself," I answered. "I have suffered
nothing worthy of the name as yet, but I trust I should have grace to
endure should such trouble come upon me."
"Well, you are young, but the cross comes to all, young as well as old.
There, sweetheart, get thee to bed, and rest well."
She kissed my forehead and left me. Oh, how delightful was that clean,
well-lavendered linen, albeit my bed was somewhat harder than I had
been used to. But young bones do not mind such trifles, and I was soon
asleep, and did not stir till toward ten o'clock. I sprang up and
dressed myself as soon as I was fairly awake, and hurried down stairs
to find mine uncle thoughtfully pacing up and down the hall.
"Where is his Grace?" I inquired, so soon as I had asked and received
his blessing.
"Up and away three hours ago!" was the answer. "He did but tarry till
his horse was fed and refreshed, and then took his way to a hunting
lodge he hath in these parts. He saith his people are well used to his
freaks, so no one will wonder to see him."
"Yes, he often rides alone," I answered. "I would he did not, for his
life is too precious to be risked. And what are we to do now, uncle—"
"Why, nothing just at present, except what the partridge does when the
hawk is abroad—keep close and wait. His Grace assures me, we are safe
in this place, which, indeed, is lonely enough, if that were all, and
bids us remain here till the heat of the pursuit is passed, after which
he will purvey means for us to go abroad."
"Then there is pursuit?"
"Ay, hot enough just now, but I fancy it will soon cool. The king is
busy about his new marriage, and he seems, with all reverence, not to
be in the same mind for two days together."
"And how are our friends the Davis family?"
"Well, so far, save from suspense and anxiety. They hear nothing of
Margaret and her husband, and Andrew hath been gone longer than usual."
"And did you see my dear mistress?"
"Yes, and her daughter. I wonder not at your regard for them. They are
two most lovely ladies."
"But how did you gain audience?"
"Oh, as I told you, I had some pictures to sell, and certain East
country trinkets of gold and ivory, such as the Dutch merchants now
bring from China and the Indies. I had also a token for the Duke from
a friend abroad which I had promised to deliver, and which gained me
a private interview. All the rest was easy. But tell me, had you any
notion of your conductor?"
I told him the fancy had crossed my mind, but I had dismissed it as too
wild to be entertained.
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