"Now, Amy, your true affection, in which I have the utmost
confidence,--I rely on it almost as on my own to my lord,--now it is
going to be put to the test. He must not die! and we must save him!
you and I, Amy, must save him! You start, and look as though you
feared that all I have heard and seen this day" (she pressed her hand
over her eyes) "had turned my brain, but it is not so; for many weeks
I have considered the plan, which is now almost matured within my
head. Prisoners have made their escape from places as strong and as
well guarded, before now! If others have succeeded in rescuing those
most dear to them, why should not we succeed? Promise me, my good and
faithful Amy, that you will assist me to the utmost of your power; and,
above all, promise that you will offer no argument to dissuade me from
my purpose. I tell you before-hand it will be of no avail: should you
refuse to serve me, it will only drive me to confide in others who will
not deserve my confidence so well."
"Oh, madam! do you doubt me? and do you think Amy Evans would leave
undone what others could be found to do? I started, for I remembered
those high walls, that broad deep moat, those guards who pace about
each avenue to the Tower, and I thought what could we hope to effect?
But, madam, command me, and I will diligently execute your behests, and
scrupulously keep your counsel."
"Thanks, dear Amy; I was fully assured you would prove true, and I
know not why I spoke for a moment as if I could doubt your devotion.
Forgive me! but the necessity is so absolute that all who meddle in
this undertaking should be able to answer for themselves under all
circumstances, that I would not have you enter into it thoughtlessly,
or unadvisedly. Even myself, to-day, I thought I could have heard
unmoved, or at least without betraying emotion, the horrible, horrible
words that were uttered; but I misjudged my own strength, my woman's
nerves failed! And yet I bore a great deal, Amy, and wavered not. I
saw the axe, the glittering axe; and I saw my lord, and I heard his
voice; and I heard part of that sentence! I bore much without betraying
myself; and, at last, I was only stunned, confused, for a time. Yes,
I think I may rely on my own fortitude; and you, Amy, you never for a
moment lost your self-command,--and you have always had a ready wit;
oh, we shall succeed, I am sure we shall!"
"Heaven grant we may, my honoured lady! If zeal and perseverance can
effect my lord's preservation, we shall succeed."
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