The Woodman: A Romance of the Times of Richard IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
History
The Woodman: A Romance of the Times of Richard III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Great Britain -- History -- Richard III, 1483-1485 -- Fiction
Now she looked somewhat timidly at him, as if she did not know how far
she could venture to go; and Chartley's face had certainly become
graver than she had ever seen it. He pressed her hand tenderly between
his own, however, and said, "Dear Iola, I will covenant generally with
you, in no degree to meddle with such things. Your words may surprise
me and take me unaware; but this I promise, that I will interfere in
nought which concerns your religious belief; for I think I understand
you, though how all this has come about I cannot, and do not, divine.
One thing, however, my Iola, may be decided upon between us at once.
If you are searching for truth, let me search with you. Let our minds
be bent together to the same great object; but, at the same time, for
our own sakes, and each for the sake of the other, let us be careful
in all these matters; for I have already arrived at this conclusion,
that those who rule in every spiritual matter would shut out light
from us, and bar the way with the faggot, and the cord, and the sword,
against all who do seek for truth."
A look of bright, almost angelic, joy had come upon Iola's countenance
as he spoke; and she answered in a low but solemn tone:
"I have found it, Chartley--that truth which you mention."
"Where?" asked Chartley, eagerly.
"I will show you," she replied, "when, with my husband by my side, I
can pour out to him, pledged and plighted to me for ever, all the
thoughts of a heart which shall never be opened to any other mortal
being. Your words, Chartley, have been to me a blessing and an
assurance. Oh, God, I thank thee. My last fear and doubt are removed!
Now let us talk of other things; for you must go indeed. Tell me where
you will fix your abode for the next few days. Then I shall not need
to watch you; for I have been obliged to place spies upon you, in
order to know where to find you in case of need."
"I will fix my quarters at Atherston," answered Chartley. "But are you
a little queen, that you have spies at will, and messengers over all
the land, with castle gates flying open before you, and means of
travelling invisible to human eyes. How was it, in Heaven's name, you
escaped from Chidlow castle; for I have heard nothing more than the
mere assurance which you sent Constance the day after, that you were
in safety."
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