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
He was on the point of forbidding Father Ambrose entry to the house;
but he restrained himself, as that would excite suspicion. He was
accustomed to going away suddenly for a few days at a time, so that
his departure that very afternoon surprised no one. He reckoned that
it would take him at least a week and told his wife not to expect him
before that time.
When Aline reached her room, her feelings swung the other way again.
“Why should she die; what had she done? She was sure that God would not
wish her to die.” She waited till night and crept down to the secret
room. She did not often do this even at night, as although there was a
good store of candles she saw no prospect whatever of replenishing it
and was afraid of using it up.
She sat down on the oak settle and tried to face the situation. If the
inquisitors came she must try somehow to escape and the incident of the
blue hose had suggested that she should do so in the garb of a boy. She
rummaged over the clothes that she found and set to work to put them in
order and adapt them for her own use. She chose the strongest things
that she could find and during the next few nights she managed with a
little alteration to fit herself out with a boy’s doublet, cote-hardie,
surcoat and a pair of trunks. She found an admirable mantle of russet
cloth that only required shortening and she herself possessed a pair of
strong sad coloured hose.
She reckoned that it would not be possible to cut her hair before her
escape; so she prepared three hats, one that was very large into which
her hair could be put in a hurry, a medium one into which it could be
put if very tightly twisted, and a smaller one, that she could wear
with her hair cut short to the ears.
She also began to lay in a store of provisions, saving all that she
could from her slender allowance, as she judged that it would be safest
to spend a week if possible, in the secret room until the first hue and
cry had subsided, if she should have to make the desperate attempt to
escape alone; but, poor child, her plan was frustrated.
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