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
She carried a lamp in her hand, and the light of it showed her dark
eyes sparkling with joy as they rested upon Franklin Gray. Setting down
the light upon the stairs, she darted forward at once, and cast herself
upon his bosom, exclaiming, with a strong foreign accent, "You have
come back! You have come back! Oh, I have been so uneasy about you!"
"But why, my Mona?" demanded Franklin Gray, with his whole tone and
manner changed to one of the utmost gentleness, as soon as he addressed
her. "Why more to-night than at other times, when I am obliged to leave
you?"
"Oh, I do not well know," she replied; "but you kissed me twice before
you went, and then you came back to kiss me once more, and bid me
remember you; and I felt sure you were going on some dangerous
expedition. I felt sad at heart myself, too, as if some evil would come
of this night."
"Evil has come of it, I fear," replied Franklin Gray; but he then added
quickly, seeing her turn pale at his words, "Evil not upon me, or of my
doing, Mona. But go up again, beloved! and I will come to you directly.
You see I have some one with me."
She turned her eyes upon Langford, whom she appeared not to have
noticed before; and then bowing her head gracefully and slowly, she
raised the lamp again, and disappeared up the steps.
When she was gone, Franklin Gray turned round and gazed upon Langford
for a moment, with a proud yet melancholy smile. There was a world of
meaning in his look, and Langford could only reply to it by exclaiming,
with a glance still more sorrowful, "Oh, Gray, this is very sad!"
"Come, come," cried his companion; "it shall be amended some day,
Harry. Come, Jocelyn," he continued, turning to the boy, "tell me,
master page, who are in the hall, and how many?"
The boy's brow became grave at the question. "There are but three,
sir," he replied; "there is James of Coventry, and there is Doveton and
little Harvey."
"Indeed!" said Gray, shutting his teeth close, as if to keep down angry
feelings that were rising fast--"indeed!" and with his right hand he
threw open the door which led into a small dark room. That again he
strode across, giving Langford a sign to follow, and then opened
another door, which admitted them into a much larger chamber, well
lighted, in the midst of which was a large table furnished with a
flagon and some drinking cups. At the further end sat two men playing
with dice, while a third, a short smart-looking personage, was standing
behind, observing their game. They ceased when Gray and his companion
appeared; and the merriment which they evidently had been enjoying, was
over in a moment.
"But you three left!" said Gray, as he entered, "but you three left!
Where are Hardcastle and Wiley?"
"They went out shortly after you, Captain Gray," replied one of the men
who were playing; "I can't tell where they are."
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