St. George and St. Michael, Volume 2MacDonald, George
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St. George and St. Michael, Volume 2
MacDonald, George
Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Fiction
I shall not, however, hide the proceedings of lord Herbert without
the hall any more than he did himself when he reached the oak
parlour with the members of his own family, in which Dorothy seemed
now included. He had taken Tom Fool both because he knew the castle
so well, and might therefore be useful in searching for Amanda, and
because he believed he might depend, if not on his discretion, yet
on his dread, for secrecy. They had scarcely left the hall before
they were joined by Caspar, who, while his master and the fool went
in one direction, set off in another, and after a long search in
vain, at length found her in an empty stall in the subterranean
stable, as if, in the agony of her terror at the awful noises and
the impending discovery, she had sought refuge in the companionship
of the innocent animals. She was crouching, the very image of fear,
under the manger, gave no cry when he entered, but seemed to gather
a little courage when she found that the approaching steps were
those of a human being.
'Mistress Amanda Fuller,' said his lordship with awful severity,
'thou hast in thy possession a jewel which is not thine own.'
'A jewel, my lord?' faltered Amanda, betaking herself by the force
of inborn propensity and habit, even when hopeless of success in
concealment, to the falsehood she carried with her like an
atmosphere; 'I know not what your lordship means. Of what sort is
the jewel?'
'One very like this,' returned lord Herbert, producing the false
ring.
'Why, there you have it, my lord!'
'Traitress to thy king and thy lord, out of thine own mouth have I
convicted thee. This is not the ring. See!'
As he spoke he squeezed it betwixt his finger and thumb to a
shapeless mass, and threw it from him--then continued:
'Thou art she who did show the rebel his way from the prison into
which her lord had cast him.'
'He took me by the throat, my lord,' gasped Amanda, 'and put me in
mortal terror.'
'Thou slanderest him,' returned lord Herbert. 'The roundhead is a
gentleman, and would not, to save his life, have harmed thee, even
had he known what a worthless thing thou art. I will grant that he
put thee in fear. But wherefore gavest thou no alarm when he was
gone?'
'He made me swear that I would not betray him.'
'Let it be so. Why didst thou not reveal the way he took?'
'I knew it not.'
'Yet thou wentest after him when he left thee. And wherefore didst
thou not deliver the ring he gave thee for mistress Dorothy?'
'I feared she would betray me, that I had held talk with the
prisoner.'
'Let that too pass as less wicked than cowardly. But wherefore didst
thou lock the door upon her when thou sawest her go into the
roundhead's prison? Thou knewest that therefrom she must bear the
blame of having set him free, with other blame, and worse for a
maiden to endure?'
'It was a sudden temptation, my lord, which I knew not how to
resist, and was carried away thereby. Have pity upon me, dear my
lord,' moaned Amanda.
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