The Robber, A Tale.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Robber, A Tale.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 17th century -- Fiction
With difficulty Langford had forced himself forward through the scene
of strife and confusion that was going on. He spoke to no one, he
assailed no one, though he parried more than one blow aimed at random
at his head, for, though the lamp above their heads gave abundant
light, the struggle and the obscurity caused by the smoke had got to
that pitch that men scarcely knew who were adversaries or who were
friends; but, with his drawn sword in his hand, he hurried on to the
part of the room where he had seen the Earl, and now seemed to devote
himself to his defence.
At the very moment when Franklin Gray was within another stride of the
old peer, Langford thrust himself between them. But the Robber's blood
was all on fire. "Out of my way!" he cried; "out of my way, or take the
consequences!"
"Stand back!" cried Langford, in return, while his eyes too flashed
with living lightning; "Stand back, or I forget all, and you die!"
"Out of my way!" again repeated Franklin Gray, and their swords
crossed.
At that moment, however, the loud long peal of the alarum bell made
itself heard throughout the whole Castle--rung with such violence and
determination as speedily to rouse all the villages and hamlets in the
neighbourhood. Franklin Gray heard the sound; and never in the moment
of the strongest passion forgetting the judgment and the skill which
had distinguished him in the army, even in the most unjustifiable
enterprises, he glared for a moment upon Langford, unwilling to yield
his victim, or to give up the strife; but then, as the knell sounded
louder and more loud upon his ear, he turned to his nearest companion,
saying, in a low voice, "Wilson, we must make our retreat. Tell Harvey
to get the men together. We go by the same way that we came. Get hold
of yonder casket, and see what is in that cabinet, while I and these
good fellows screen you; and be quick, for we shall have the whole
peasantry upon us! There is a tremendous smell of fire! Be quick--be
quick!"
He spoke rapidly but calmly, glancing with his eye from time to time
towards his antagonist. Although he felt very sure that Langford would
not attempt to injure him, unless he pressed him, still he kept his
blade playing round that of his opponent; and when he had done, he made
a lunge or two to fill up the time, but evidently without any intention
of wounding his adversary. Langford parried them with ease, and as
rapid in his conclusions as Franklin Gray, he perceived at once that
the ringing of the alarum bell, which struck his ear also, had rendered
the robbers apprehensive of their retreat being cut off, and now made
them prepare to retire.
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