"Another man may grasp at your bounty," continued Wilkin, "and leave you to take chance of the value you were to receive for it; but I am a downright dealer, I will not take payment for service I cannot render." "But I demand, once more, wherefore thou canst not, or rather wilt not, accept this trust?" said the Constable. "Surely, if I am willing to confer such confidence, it is well thy part to answer it." "True, my lord," said the Fleming; "but methinks the noble Lord de Lacy should feel, and the wise Lord de Lacy should foresee, that a Flemish weaver is no fitting guardian for his plighted bride. Think her shut up in yonder solitary castle, under such respectable protection, and reflect how long the place will be solitary in this land of love and of adventure! We shall have minstrels singing ballads by the threave under our windows, and such twangling of harps as would be enough to frighten our walls from their foundations, as clerks say happened to those of Jericho--We shall have as many knights-errant around us as ever had Charlemagne, or King Arthur. Mercy on me! A less matter than a fine and noble recluse immured--so will they term it--in a tower, under the guardianship of an old Flemish weaver, would bring half the chivalry in England round us, to break lances, vow vows, display love-liveries, and I know not what follies besides.--Think you such gallants, with the blood flying through their veins like quicksilver, would much mind _my_ bidding them begone?" "Draw bolts, up with the drawbridge, drop portcullis," said the Constable, with a constrained smile. "And thinks your lordship such gallants would mind these impediments? such are the very essence of the adventures which they come to seek.--The Knight of the Swan would swim through the moat--he of the Eagle would fly over the wails--he of the Thunderbolt would burst open the gates." "Ply crossbow and mangonel," said de Lacy. "And be besieged in form," said the Fleming, "like the Castle of Tintadgel in the old hangings, all for the love of fair lady?--And then those gay dames and demoiselles, who go upon adventure from castle to castle, from tournament to tournament, with bare bosoms, flaunting plumes, poniards at their sides, and javelins in their hands, chattering like magpies, and fluttering like jays, and, ever and anon, cooing like doves--how am I to exclude such from the Lady Eveline's privacy?" "By keeping doors shut, I tell thee," answered the Constable, still in the same tone of forced jocularity; "a wooden bar will be thy warrant." "Ay, but," answered Flammock, "if the Flemish weaver say _shut_, when the Norman young lady says _open_, think which has best chance of being obeyed. At a word, my lord, for the matter of guardianship, and such like, I wash my hands of it--I would not undertake to be guardian to the chaste Susannah, though she lived in an enchanted castle, which no living thing could approach."