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
Aline put the little packet carefully away in the ambry. She did not
tell any one, not even Audry, but some day she hoped to carry out the
child’s request. There was too much misery in the world, she must see
what she could do. Perhaps she might begin by doing something for the
people of Newbiggin. At least she could find out what was the real
truth of the case.
CHAPTER XIII
COMING EVENTS CAST SHADOWS
It was a fine moonlight night and Ian was pacing up and down by the
side of the stream. He walked very fast, partly because the season was
getting cold and partly to calm his mind. He was agitated concerning
the future and troubled not only about himself but about Aline. He
was now distinctly better in health and felt that he would soon be
well enough to leave Holwick Hall. There were many difficulties. First
there was the immediate danger of getting away unseen. Then when he had
performed his mission in Carlisle there was the problem of the future.
He would be safer in Scotland, but he did not want to be too far away
from Aline. She might need his help.
Again he felt that sense of apprehension, almost of terror; something
was going to happen, but what? Which way was he to meet it? This
threatening, uncertain atmosphere, what did it portend?
Aline seemed touched by it. He had not spoken to her about it, but he
had noticed it in her manner; indeed they seemed mutually aware of it
as he looked into her eyes.
In any case he could not go to his father’s house. Should he go to
Scotland at all? The country he knew was in great confusion, torn
between her fear of France and the Regent, Mary of Guise, on the one
hand and her hatred of England on the other.
He was strongly tempted to go and fight, if fighting were to be done,
and the very documents that he carried might be the things that would
bring matters to a head. On the other hand if there were no fighting he
felt drawn to do something more for the faith. He had no home duties
and he hated inactivity. At last he settled the matter. Of course the
papers were to be safely delivered first, but neither the fighting
in Scotland nor Aline’s need for his help could be reckoned on as a
certainty. He would stay in Carlisle and be in reach of both. As for
the reformed faith he had for some time come to the conclusion that the
calling of a packman offered the best opportunities for spreading the
word. This, however, would require money which at present he had not
got. He would therefore try and find work as a smith or a carpenter in
Carlisle until he had saved the money.
That matter was settled then; and his health was now such that his
departure must not be long delayed. He stood still and looked up at the
clear sky. The roar of the waterfall not half a mile away filled the
silence of the night. It was very peaceful and the hills were bathed in
a sad mysterious beauty. But through all the calm lurked a suggestion
of dread.
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