The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis.: A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from BritainChurch, Alfred John
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The Count of the Saxon Shore; or The Villa in Vectis.: A Tale of the Departure of the Romans from Britain
Church, Alfred John
Great Britain -- History -- Roman period, 55 B.C.-449 A.D. -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Romans -- Great Britain -- Fiction
And for an escape, unknown to his keepers, he was steadily preparing. The
chain which bound him to the wall was fastened round his right arm and
leg, and the fastening would have seemed secure to any ordinary observer.
But such an observer would not have made the necessary allowance for the
young man’s ordinary vigour and endurance. His hand was large and
muscular; far too much so, one would have thought, to pass through the
ring which had been welded round the arms. But he possessed an unusual
power of contracting it. To exercise this power was indeed a painful
effort, causing something like an agonizing cramp; still it was an effort
that could be made, and made without disabling the limb. It could not,
however, be done twice, because the hand, recovering its shape from the
extraordinary pressure to which it had been subjected, would infallibly
swell. Cedric, accordingly, after satisfying himself that it could be
done, postponed actually doing it till the moment of escape had arrived.
The fastening of the leg was less manageable. He would not have scrupled
to do as the Spartan prisoner is said to have done, and cut off the foot
which impeded his escape, but he had positively nothing with which this
could be done. The only alternative was to drag the staple from the wall,
and to carry it and the chain along with him. Fortunately, strong as it
was, it was light. The staple at first seemed obstinate. It had indeed
been subjected to tests which satisfied the villa blacksmith of its
capacity of resistance. But repeated efforts, made with all the enormous
strength which the young giant could bring to bear, weakened its hold, and
at last it gave. The prisoner was prudent enough not to complete the
separation of the iron from the walls. It would have been difficult to
replace it so as to escape the notice of the attendant. Accordingly the
drag was relaxed as soon as the first indications of yielding were felt.
The time for attempting the escape was a subject of much anxious
deliberation. The obvious course would have been to choose some hour
between midnight and dawn; but Cedric had heard from time to time the step
of some one walking up and down before his prison, and he guessed that it
might be guarded at night, but left during the day-time, on the
presumption that the captive would scarcely make an effort to escape while
it was light. It was this accordingly that he resolved to do. Shortly
after sunrise the attendant paid him his customary visit, bringing with
him the morning meal. Cedric pretended to be but half awake, and,
returning his salutation in a mumbling, sleepy tone, turned again on his
side, as if to continue his slumbers. But the moment after the man had
left the room he was at work. He dragged his hand through the ring, at the
cost of a pang which taxed his endurance to the utmost; pulled the staple
from the wall, wound the chain round his leg, and wrenching away one of
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