It chanced, however, that I, who had been thus victorious with men older
than myself, was now to be vanquished, conquered, and overset, by one
who was two years younger, and she a lassie. Then being safe in my
chamber, I began to pull up the ladder of cords with all my goods and
chattels tied at the end of it. And my thoughts were already running on
the good things therein—cakes and comfits, sweetmeats, some bottles of
Canary wine, and gee-gaws for the adorning of my person when I rode
forth—the latter not for pride, of which I have none, but in order that
I might ride in good squirely fashion, and as became the gentleman
attendant of so great a lord as Sir Thomas Kennedy of Culzean, Tutor of
Cassillis, brother of the late, and uncle of the present Earl of that
name.
I drew up my rope ladder all softly and with success, because from the
stanchions it swung clear of the walls of the castle, for the reason
that my turret jutted a little way over, as is the custom with towers of
that architecture. And so all went well till my bundle came opposite the
window of Helen Kennedy’s room. There it was suddenly caught and
gripped tight, so that I could in no wise pull it further. Nevertheless
I wrestled with it so strongly, even as I had done with grown men at
Maybole, that the cord suddenly gave way. And what with the stress and
pith of pulling, I fell _blaff_ on my back, hitting my head upon one of
the low cross-beams of my little chamberlet.
This made me very angry indeed, but I leave you to judge how much more
angered I was, when I found that the cords of my rope ladder had been
cleanly severed with a knife, and that my bundle and all it contained
had been most foully stolen from me.
I looked out of the window, rubbing my sore head the while with my hand.
’Nell Kennedy!’ I called as loudly as I dared, ’you are nothing but a
thief, and a mean thief!’
The lass put her head out of the window and looked up at me, so that her
hair hung down and I saw the soft lace ruffle of her night apparel. It
was long and swayed in the wind, being of a golden yellow colour. (The
hair, I am speaking of, not, by’r Lady, the bedgown.)
’Mistress Helen Kennedy from you, sirrah, if you please!’ she said.
’What may be the business upon which Squire Launce Spurheel ventures to
address his master’s daughter?’
’Besom!’ said I, taking no heed of her tauntings; ’thief, grab-all, give
me back my bundle!’
My heart was hot within me, for indeed I had intended to share
everything with her in the morning, if only she would be humble enough
and come with me into the cove. Now, there is nothing more angering than
thus to be baulked on the threshold of a generous action; and, indeed, I
was not given to the doing of any other kind—though often enough
frustrated of my intention by the illsetness of others.
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