Maugis, ye sorcerer : $b from ye ancient French : a wonderful tale from ye writings of ye mad savant of ye Maison Maugis in ye olde citie of Mouzon, FranceGilhooley, Lord
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Maugis, ye sorcerer : $b from ye ancient French : a wonderful tale from ye writings of ye mad savant of ye Maison Maugis in ye olde citie of Mouzon, France
Gilhooley, Lord
Fantasy fiction
The scheming Abbé Gorieux, thinking to complete the alienation which he
had successfully commenced between Maugis and Yolande, conceived the
idea that if Yolande could witness the proceedings of the council she
would herself be convinced of the perfidy of Maugis, and seeing his
discomfiture and downfall would wholly dismiss him from her heart, and
thus pave the way anew for the suit of his nephew, Ganelon. The crafty
priest knew that the princess possessed great riches. It was a stake
well worth striving for.
He easily obtained the consent of the princess to this plan, for much
as she had doubted him, and much as she had heard to his prejudice,
down in her heart she still loved Maugis and still believed him
innocent of the charges.
Accordingly, from behind the hangings of the council chamber, unseen
by any one, Yolande had witnessed the events related in the preceding
chapter, and when the meeting broke up she fled along the corridors to
her chamber with light foot and light heart.
“He is true to his God,” she said to herself. “I knew it and I love
him.” Then the thought of her cold and unkind treatment and avoidance
of him presented itself to her mind, and, seized with doubt as to
whether he would longer love her, she, in a revulsion of feeling,
threw herself on a couch and wept bitterly. At last the work of the
treacherous priest had been overthrown and defeated.
In the meantime the king had counseled with his advisers and Maugis
had been summoned to again appear before him. The king was visibly
embarrassed when he thus addressed him:
“Brave knight!” said he, “inasmuch as you have expressed your
willingness to take any means to reassure those of my court who seem to
profess doubt, I have two conditions to impose—take note of my desire
that you will gladly accept them. One is that thou shalt make oath of
thy fealty to God and the saints and forever promise to abandon occult
things; the other: you well know that my sister Yolande is beautiful
and that she will bring great dower to him whom she weds. You know well
how gladly each one here would possess her. Accept her then as your
wife. I am already under deep obligations to you, and to make sure our
friendship I seek thus to ally thee to our family. Become my brother,
and I suppose then those of my subjects who have manifested fears will
be not only completely reassured, but more so than ever, in that thou
wilt possess such a precious gage of happiness and security.”
This decision fell like a thunderbolt on the conspirators, who had
hoped the downfall of Maugis. The priest Gorieux paled and clinched
his hands until the nails penetrated the flesh. Why had he permitted
Yolande to witness the scene, he asked himself; but for that there
might yet be hope. It was a fatal error.
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