Sir Ludar: A Story of the Days of the Great Queen BessReed, Talbot Baines
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Sir Ludar: A Story of the Days of the Great Queen Bess
Reed, Talbot Baines
Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Juvenile fiction
"Yes, dear heart," said she, and that so sweetly that I was forced to
obey. "We were galloping away from Castleroe. For a whole day we
galloped, till we were faint and ready to drop. Then, as we came to a
wood, which I guessed to be the place where my mistress and I were to be
parted, our leader suddenly reined in and turned to give an order to the
man who held me. As he did so, four men sprang out from among the trees
and a horrible fight ensued. In the midst of it, one of the new-comers
advanced to me and said, 'You are safe!' and I knew it to be no other
than the soldier Gedge himself."
"And he who came to my side," put in the maiden, smiling amid her
heaviness, "said: 'Let Diana shake off her clouds. Apollo himself hath
come to lead her out into the Empyrean.'"
"God reward them both for this!" said I.
"Amen," said Jeannette. "Two of the villains they slew and the other
staggered away, as I fear, mortally wounded. 'Twas him you saw.
"As for us, our rescuers brought us here, where the McDonnell hath
welcomed us, and, as you know, loveth my mistress as his own daughter.
Yet, little thought we, as we looked out from the turret window at the
storm last night, and prayed side by side for those at sea, that you,
and--and Sir Ludar were coming to us on the wild waves!"
The day wore on, and still neither soldier nor poet nor any news came to
comfort us.
Then I demanded to be taken to Sorley Boy McDonnell, and the maiden led
my tottering steps to the great hall. There sat the old man, bare-
headed and motionless, at the head of the empty table, with his sword
laid out before him. "Is my son come?" demanded he, as we entered.
"Not yet, dear sire," said the maiden, going to him.
"He is not far away, sir," said I; "of that I am sure."
"I know that," said the old chief, half angrily. "The Banshee has been
dumb since Alexander McDonnell fell. Why comes not Ludar? I grow
impatient."
Even as he spoke there came a knocking on the door, and a Scot entered
hastily.
He brought news that in a hut a mile eastward of the castle a man had
been found, who had been brought up from the shore, dead; and that,
further east still, the bodies of--
Here Sorley Boy smote his fist on the table, and ordered the fellow to
hold his peace.
"I want no news of the dead," said he, wrathfully, "but of the living.
Where is my son Ludar?"
The man slunk off chapfallen.
The maiden knelt beside the old man's chair, and laid her white cheek on
his rough sleeve. Jeannette drew me gently to a bench at the far corner
of the hall, and bade me rest there beside her.
Thus, while the afternoon slowly wore into evening, and the storm
without moaned itself to sleep, we sat there in silence.
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