France -- History -- Louis IX, 1226-1270 -- Juvenile fiction
Barran was right. When the Inquisitors had made a rapid but thorough
search of the castle, and when the angry leader had examined some of the
servants and had become convinced that the Countess had again fled,
almost from under the very hands of her pursuers, he sent out parties of
his horsemen on every road leading from the castle, with orders to
thoroughly search the surrounding country, and to make all possible
inquiries of persons by whom the fugitives might have been seen. The
leader himself remained at the castle, to receive reports and to send
out fresh horsemen in any direction which might seem necessary. It was
impossible that a lady like the Countess could have the strength and
endurance to ride so far that his tough and sturdy men-at-arms could not
overtake her. And if she took refuge in any house, castle, or cottage,
he would be sure to find her.
The party of soldiers which left the lower gate of the castle and took
the road through the forest were mounted on swift, strong horses, and
the Countess and her company were only a few miles ahead of them.
The squire Bernard did not keep long upon the road he had first taken.
He knew that the officers would probably pursue him this time, and he
had seen that their body was composed of many well-mounted men. So he
felt that he must bring into play, not only the fleetness of his horses,
but his knowledge of the country, if he hoped to escape the soldiers who
would be sent after him.
Bernard did know the country very well. He had been born in this part of
Burgundy, and had, in youth and manhood, thoroughly explored these
forests, not only after deer and other game, but in expeditions with his
master and Barran against parties of _cotereaux_ and other thieves who
at various times had been giving trouble in the neighborhood.
About four miles from the castle Bernard turned sharply to the left, and
rode into what, in the rapidly decreasing daylight, the Countess thought
to be the unbroken forest. But it was in reality a footway wide enough
for a horse and rider, and along this narrow path, in single file, the
party pursued its way almost as rapidly as on the open road.
They had been riding northward; now they turned to the west, and in a
half hour or so they turned again, and went southward, through a road
which, though overgrown and apparently disused, was open and wide enough
for most of its length to allow two persons to ride abreast.
[Illustration: THE FLIGHT OF THE COUNTESS.]
They went more slowly now, for it was quite dark; but the squire led the
way, and they kept steadily on all night.
At daybreak they reached what seemed to be the edge of the wood, and
Bernard ordered a halt. Bidding the rest of the company remain concealed
among the trees, he dismounted and cautiously made his way out of the
forest.
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