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
"He acknowledged him!" repeated the woman Bertha, whose whole mind
seemed taken up with one idea; "he has acknowledged him; let every one
bear witness. I knew it would be so; I knew it must be so. I knew that
fate and inscrutable justice would work out their own way, though it
were in darkness and in shadow. I knew that it wanted no mortal skill
to direct, no mortal hand to help. Oh, thou," she continued, turning
towards Langford, "thou who hast undergone the severe trial in thine
infancy of evil fortune and adversity, thou who hast drunk the bitter
cup in youth, now--now that the sweeter cup is presented to
thee--forget not the lessons thou hast learnt, and show that thy heart
has been softened, not hardened, by struggles early endured, and
sorrows tasted in the brightest days of life; now show that thy bosom
is as free, even when loaded with riches, as when lowliest fortune
oppressed thee."
"I trust it may be so," replied Langford, quickly; "I trust it may be
so; but nevertheless you mark not the Earl's condition. Quick, Mistress
Bertha, quick! Surely some simples can be found to recall him from this
state of insensibility. Seek them, I beseech you; seek them quickly,
for it is terrible to think of losing a parent when one has so lately
regained one."
"Fear not! fear not!" answered the woman, gazing upon the Earl; "he
only faints. There is many a year's life yet within those old limbs. He
was not saved from destruction to die at the moment when his dearest
tie to the world was restored to him. But look not impatient, Master
Henry; I will speed quickly to the rooms which are not yet on fire,
although my keys have been stolen from me, and I know not where to find
anything that I seek. Nevertheless, so be it; I go but to obey."
She turned as if to quit them; but Henry, and one or two of those who
stood near, exclaimed, "Hold! hold! he is better; he opens his eyes.
Bring us some water; that will restore him fully."
As they spoke the Earl did indeed open his eyes, and looked around him
feebly. A few long strips of linen were procured, and made into
bandages for his wounds. Langford, as we shall still call him, applied
them skilfully and well; and some water was obtained, of which the Earl
drank eagerly, for he was parched and thirsty with exertion and loss of
blood. The deep draught seemed to refresh him much, and he raised
himself up on his arm from the turf whereon they had laid him, making a
sign for Langford and others to help him to rise entirely.
"You are better now," said Langford, eagerly; "you are better now. Let
us bear you to some cottage in the neighbourhood, where the aid of a
surgeon may be procured."
"I am better," replied the Earl, in a voice wonderfully firm; "I am
better, my son; but there is much yet to be done. Raise me up. Stay;
give me your hand, I can raise myself. How goes the fire? is the
building all down?"
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