The Child of the Moat: A Story for Girls. 1557 A.D.Stoughton Holborn, I. B. (Ian Bernard)
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The Child of the Moat: A Story for Girls. 1557 A.D.
Stoughton Holborn, I. B. (Ian Bernard)
Adventure stories; Girls -- Juvenile fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Mary I, 1553-1558 -- Juvenile fiction
“You say I am a child and I do not know; but, please, I do know more
about these people than any of you. I have spoken to every one of them.
I know them all; and about some of them I know a great deal. I do not
suppose there is any one here, except myself, who even knows their
names, beyond those of his own tenants. Marry, now, is that not so?”
Aline having flung down her challenge looked around with flashing eyes.
Latour had been watching her with his cold aesthetic appreciation,
admiring her instinctively beautiful gestures, but this time, he too
felt a real touch of the child’s magic as she glanced scornfully round.
“I do not pretend to be old enough to know what is the right thing to
do,” Aline went on, “but surely, surely,” she said in earnest pleading
tones, “people who want to be just should carefully find out everything
first. Is that not so?” she asked, turning round quickly to Mistress
Mowbray;--“Do you not think so yourself?”
Eleanor Mowbray was so astonished at the child daring to cross-examine
her like that, that she was struck dumb with astonishment.
“Yes, of course you think so,” Aline said, giving her no time to
recover herself. “Mistress Mowbray entirely agrees,” she went on, “as
every just person would agree. That is so, is it not, Master Gower?”
Master Gower bowed assent. “And there is no need to ask you, Cousin
Richard.”
“Yes, dear, you are right,” he said.
Aline had swept swiftly round in the order in which she was most sure
of adherents, so as to carry away the rest.
“Master Latour,” she continued, “I am sure you will not disagree with
them and will say that a proper examination must be held first, and
that everything must be done that will stop bitterness and revolt while
keeping honesty and order.”
“That is entirely my view,” said Latour, captivated by the child’s
skill and the gentle modesty which, in spite of her earnestness, marked
every tone and gesture. “Who would have thought,” he said to himself,
“that anything so gentle and modest and yet so princess-like withal
could be in one combination at the same time?”
Aline was least sure of Bowman, but while looking at him she
concluded;--“Then I take it that you all think the same, Master Bowman.”
She had not exactly asked him his own view, and he was sure that
if left to himself he would have taken a different line. He was
by no means certain that he was not literally spell-bound as he
answered;--“Surely, Mistress Aline, we are all of one mind, including
my wife, I think I may say.” The lady smiled her complete acquiescence.
“Oh, I am so glad,” Aline said, and slipping from her seat she went up
to Master Richard and, in her most irresistible way, put her arm around
him, saying:--“And you will let me help you to find out things, won’t
you, even though I am only a little girl?”
“Yes, if it is any gratification to you, sweet child,” he answered,
kissing her.
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