Great Britain -- History -- House of York, 1461-1485 -- Fiction
The next day after my arrest the Duke of Buckingham left the court, as
though in haste. He and Lord Stanley had been together in the
apartments of the Duke until a late hour on the night of my arrest.
Whisperings there were to the effect that Buckingham had parted from
the King in a spirit of animosity. Whether this were or were not the
case I know not. However, the next news of Buckingham was of such a
kind that it left no room for a doubt as to their then relations, no
matter what they had been previous to the Duke's departure.
"Buckingham hath rebelled against King Richard: he is now raising an
army in Wales. The Earl of Richmond is coming to his aid. More war
and bloodshed for poor England." Such was the intelligence that now
flew on from mouth to ear throughout the land. Had mine imprisoned
ears but heard it then, how welcome had it been.
Catesby, who had on several occasions attempted to gain admittance to
the Sanctuary, and had as many times met with refusal, was now obliged
to attend to the affairs of state. Thus my fair Hazel was saved from
his further molestation. Those days of tortuous anxiety to me could
have been scarce less agonizing to her.
The Usurper, with that energy ever his chiefest characteristic, now
raised an army to face the rebellious Duke.
Then did commence to fall those fearful rains, that never once did
cease for days and nights I know not how many; but as I think, some ten
days or two weeks.
The army of the Duke, thinking this unceasing rain was a message from
Heaven forbidding them to thus rebel, deserted their leader, and each
particular man did betake himself unto his separate home.
Then, as every congregation of people must have its Judas, the Duke was
betrayed into the hands of the usurping tyrant, and there at Salisbury,
where Richard had taken his post--for he thought that Richmond did
intend joining Buckingham near this place--the Duke's head fell upon
the block, and Richard was rid of one more great enemy.
Still did not Richmond land; so Richard and his army returned to London.
When Catesby, who had been with Richard in this expedition, came again
to the Palace it did cause Harleston great anxiety; for he feared for
the safety of the Lady Hazel. However, Catesby, to my friend's
surprise, went not near the Sanctuary.
This was but the deceiving prologue to another history of suffering and
reverses to us, that ever seemed bent on rending us asunder, whose
hearts were bound together with such mighty bonds of love.
One evening as Frederick returned from a visit to the Sanctuary--where
he had learned that Richmond had at last landed in Wales, and was even
now on his way to London--on entering his room Michael handed him a
sealed packet which proved to be an order for him to be prepared to
march, at sunrise, in the ranks of Richard's army. This, however, was
no surprise, as he had been expecting it for more than a week. He
walked over to the table and laid the letter upon it.
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