Adventure stories; Great Britain -- History -- Charles II, 1660-1685 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
"I do not say she is guilty. Nay, I am sure she was but the tool of the
man she married. But where she is now I know not, for never have I seen
her since the night when the thing was attempted. All I have known is
that my daughter here hath even made it known that she hath been in
various places, so that she might keep any from suspecting the
hiding-place of her sister. Of one thing I am sure, she is far away from
here, else had not my daughter Constance given herself up here in
Bedford. Therefore I pray you, Sir William, to let her return to my
house at Goodlands, until I can prove to his Majesty's judges that she
was not in London on the night when General Monk was in danger of his
life."
At this there was again a consultation among the justices, and I verily
believe that had not Master Leslie taken part in the king's father's
death, they would have done even as he had asked, but several of them
were strong Royalists, and hated Master Leslie and all his ways, while
the others who had sympathy with him were afraid that when the matter
came to the king's ears, he would be displeased at such a course of
action.
So it was presently decided that, although the case had taken an unusual
course, nought had yet been proved, and that seeing the king had taken
especial interest in the matter, he must be informed as to what had
taken place, and that meanwhile Mistress Constance must be confined in
Bedford Gaol until the will of those in high places had been made known.
When the matter of my own imprisonment was brought forward it was
decided that as I was evidently in league with Mistress Constance, and
that as I had been guilty of a grave breach of the law, I must also be
kept in prison until their worships had heard from London as to what
should be done with me.
A little after noon, therefore, I was back in my prison again, and if
the truth must be known, glad to be alone that I might think over what I
had heard. For surely I had enough wherewith to puzzle my head. It is
true the revelations which had been made had made clear many things
which I had been unable to understand, yet many more remained in
darkness, and in spite of many hours of thought I could see but little
light.
Nevertheless, there was no happier man in Bedford than I, for although I
knew that Mistress Constance cared nought for me, the way she had
looked at me in the court proved that, I could think of her and love her
without sin. And this I did until my heart ached with very loving.
For four days I neither saw nor heard aught of her, for the gaolers
would speak no word, neither did Master Sturgeon come near me, but at
the end of the fourth day I was told it was the king's will that we
should proceed to London town without delay.
CHAPTER XXIII
THE JOURNEY TO WINDSOR
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