Robin Tremayne: A Story of the Marian PersecutionHolt, Emily Sarah
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Robin Tremayne: A Story of the Marian Persecution
Holt, Emily Sarah
Great Britain -- Church history -- 16th century -- Fiction; Historical fiction
"But thinkest thou we ought so?"
"I think, sweet wife," answered he, tenderly, "that we ought to follow
God's leading. He can let either; and if He see it best, whether for
Robin or for Thekla, that will He. But for myself, I do confess I am
afeard of handling His rod. I dare not walk unless I see Him going
afore. And here, beloved, I see not myself that He goeth afore, except
to bid us leave things take their course. Dost thou?"
"I see nothing," she answered; "I feel blind and in a maze touching it
all."
"Then," said he, "let us `tarry the Lord's leisure.'"
It was finally settled between John and Isoult that the former should
see Mr Rose after the evening service on the following Sunday, when he
was to preach at Bow Church, and speak to him on the subject of Robin
and Thekla. So after the service they all returned home but John; and
though no one told Robin why he stayed behind, Isoult fancied from the
lad's face that he guessed the cause. It was a long time before John's
return. Isoult dismissed Esther to bed, determining to wait herself;
and with some indistinct observation about "young folk that could turn
night into day," Dr Thorpe took up his candle and trudged up-stairs
also. Robin sat on; and Isoult had not the heart to say anything to
him; for she saw that his thoughts were at Bow Church, not occupied with
the copy of Latimer's sermon on the Plough, which lay open before him.
At last John came, with a slow, even step, from which his wife augured
ill before he entered the room. He smiled when he saw Robin still
there.
"Ill news, Father!" said Robin. "You need not to tell me."
"Thou art a sely prophet, lad," answered John, kindly. "At this time I
have no news at all for thee, neither good nor ill, only that Mr Rose
giveth no absolute nay, and doth but undertake to think upon the matter,
and discourse with Mrs Rose. Is that such ill news, trow?"
"Thank you," answered Robin in a low voice. "You did your best, I know.
Good-night."
And he lifted his candle and departed. But Isoult thought the lad
looked sad and disappointed; and she was sorry for him.
"Well, Jack, how spedst thou?" said she, when Robin was gone.
"Ah, grandmother Eva!" replied Jack, smiling. "Wouldst know all?"
"Now, Jack!" said she, "flout me not for my womanly curiosity, but tell
me. I am but a woman."
"Pure truth, dear heart," answered he, yet smiling. "Well, I had to
await a short space, for I found Thekla with her father, and I could not
open the matter afore her. So at last I prayed her of leave [asked her
to go] (seeing no other way to be rid of her), for I would speak with Mr
Rose privily. Then went she presently away, and I brake Robin's
matter."
"And what said he?"
"He looked more amazed than thou; and trust me that was no little."
"But what said he?" repeated Isoult.
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