Under One Sceptre, or Mortimer's Mission: The Story of the Lord of the MarchesHolt, Emily Sarah
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Under One Sceptre, or Mortimer's Mission: The Story of the Lord of the Marches
Holt, Emily Sarah
Historical fiction; Mortimer, Roger de, Earl of March, 1328-1360 -- Fiction
The family of this dissimilar pair amounted to five in number when
little Roger joined them. These were, Richard, a youth of sixteen
years; John, aged fourteen; Elizabeth, aged ten, and already married to
Roger’s cousin, William de Montacute; Alice, aged five; and Joan, aged
three. Both the boys were too old for Roger to feel much sympathy with
them, or they with him; while the girls, both as being younger, and as
being girls, were in his eyes beneath his notice. He therefore remained
a speckled bird in the family, instead of amalgamating with it; a fact
which drew him closer, despite all inequalities of position, to the one
boy whom he did like, Lawrence Madison, the only one of his old
acquaintances who was permitted to accompany him to Bermondsey House.
The Earl had meant to cut all the old ties; but little Roger pleaded
hard for the retention of Lawrence, alleging truthfully that he played
at soldiers with him. It was just because this one item was so utterly
insignificant that the Earl permitted it to escape the general doom: and
thereby, little as he knew it, rendered inoperative all the rest of his
cautionary arrangements. It was Lawrence who helped Roger more than any
one else to keep true to his grandmother’s early teaching. When Roger
went astray, Lawrence either refused aid altogether, or went only so far
as he thought right, and then stood like a granite rock, immovable by
commands or entreaties. When the former was less obstinate, and more
capable of being influenced, the look of earnest remonstrance in
Lawrence’s eyes or even his disapproving silence, were often enough to
turn away the versatile and sensitive mind of Roger from a project of
doubtful character. The little servant did not appear to care for hard
epithets, passionate words, or even blows, to which naughty Roger
sometimes descended when his temper got the better of him: but he did
care deeply to see his little master do right and grow wiser. The
influence of the young Arundels—which was small, since Roger never liked
any of them—was often bad, and always doubtful: but Lawrence could be
relied upon as a force ever on the side of right, or at least of that
which he believed to be so.
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