It was late ere Alleyne Edricson, having carried Sir Nigel the goblet2 of spiced wine which it was his custom to drink after the curling of his hair, was able at last to seek his chamber3. It was a stone-flagged room upon the second floor, with a bed in a recess4 for him, and two smaller pallets on the other side, on which Aylward and Hordle John were already snoring. Alleyne had knelt down to his evening orisons, when there came a tap at his door, and Ford5 entered with a small lamp in his hand. His face was deadly pale, and his hand shook until the shadows flickered6 up and down the wall.
“What is it, Ford?” cried Alleyne, springing to his feet.
“I can scarce tell you,” said he, sitting down on the side of the couch, and resting his chin upon his hand. “I know not what to say or what to think.”
“Has aught befallen you, then?”
“Yes, or I have been slave to my own fancy. I tell you, lad, that I am all undone7, like a fretted8 bow-string. Hark hither, Alleyne! it cannot be that you have forgotten little Tita, the daughter of the old glass-stainer at Bordeaux?”
“I remember her well.”
“She and I, Alleyne, broke the lucky groat together ere we parted, and she wears my ring upon her finger. 'Caro mio,' quoth she when last we parted, 'I shall be near thee in the wars, and thy danger will be my danger.' Alleyne, as God is my help, as I came up the stairs this night I saw her stand before me, her face in tears, her hands out as though in warning—I saw it, Alleyne, even as I see those two archers9 upon their couches. Our very finger-tips seemed to meet, ere she thinned away like a mist in the sunshine.”
“I would not give overmuch thought to it,” answered Alleyne. “Our minds will play us strange pranks11, and bethink you that these words of the Lady Tiphaine Du Guesclin have wrought12 upon us and shaken us.”
Ford shook his head. “I saw little Tita as clearly as though I were back at the Rue13 des Apotres at Bordeaux,” said he. “But the hour is late, and I must go.”
“Where do you sleep, then?”
“In the chamber above you. May the saints be with us all!” He rose from the couch and left the chamber, while Alleyne could hear his feet sounding upon the winding14 stair. The young squire15 walked across to the window and gazed out at the moonlit landscape, his mind absorbed by the thought of the Lady Tiphaine, and of the strange words that she had spoken as to what was going forward at Castle Twynham. Leaning his elbows upon the stonework, he was deeply plunged17 in reverie, when in a moment his thoughts were brought back to Villefranche and to the scene before him.
The window at which he stood was in the second floor of that portion of the castle which was nearest to the keep. In front lay the broad moat, with the moon lying upon its surface, now clear and round, now drawn18 lengthwise as the breeze stirred the waters. Beyond, the plain sloped down to a thick wood, while further to the left a second wood shut out the view. Between the two an open glade19 stretched, silvered in the moonshine, with the river curving across the lower end of it.
As he gazed, he saw of a sudden a man steal forth20 from the wood into the open clearing. He walked with his head sunk, his shoulders curved, and his knees bent21, as one who strives hard to remain unseen. Ten paces from the fringe of trees he glanced around, and waving his hand he crouched22 down, and was lost to sight among a belt of furze-bushes. After him there came a second man, and after him a third, a fourth, and a fifth stealing across the narrow open space and darting23 into the shelter of the brushwood. Nine-and-seventy Alleyne counted of these dark figures flitting across the line of the moonlight. Many bore huge burdens upon their backs, though what it was that they carried he could not tell at the distance. Out of the one wood and into the other they passed, all with the same crouching24, furtive25 gait, until the black bristle26 of trees had swallowed up the last of them.
For a moment Alleyne stood in the window, still staring down at the silent forest, uncertain as to what he should think of these midnight walkers. Then he bethought him that there was one beside him who was fitter to judge on such a matter. His fingers had scarce rested upon Aylward's shoulder ere the bowman was on his feet, with his hand outstretched to his sword.
“Qui va?” he cried. “Hola! mon petit. By my hilt! I thought there had been a camisade. What then, mon gar.?”
“Come hither by the window, Aylward,” said Alleyne. “I have seen four-score men pass from yonder shaw across the glade, and nigh every man of them had a great burden on his back. What think you of it?”
“I think nothing of it, mon camarade! There are as many masterless folk in this country as there are rabbits on Cowdray Down, and there are many who show their faces by night but would dance in a hempen27 collar if they stirred forth in the day. On all the French marches are droves of outcasts, reivers, spoilers, and draw-latches, of whom I judge that these are some, though I marvel28 that they should dare to come so nigh to the castle of the seneschal. All seems very quiet now,” he added, peering out of the window.
“They are in the further wood,” said Alleyne.
“And there they may bide29. Back to rest, mon petit; for, by my hilt! each day now will bring its own work. Yet it would be well to shoot the bolt in yonder door when one is in strange quarters. So!” He threw himself down upon his pallet and in an instant was fast asleep.
It might have been about three o'clock in the morning when Alleyne was aroused from a troubled sleep by a low cry or exclamation30. He listened, but, as he heard no more, he set it down as the challenge of the guard upon the walls, and dropped off to sleep once more. A few minutes later he was disturbed by a gentle creaking of his own door, as though some one were pushing cautiously against it, and immediately afterwards he heard the soft thud of cautious footsteps upon the stair which led to the room above, followed by a confused noise and a muffled31 groan32. Alleyne sat up on his couch with all his nerves in a tingle33, uncertain whether these sounds might come from a simple cause—some sick archer10 and visiting leech34 perhaps—or whether they might have a more sinister35 meaning. But what danger could threaten them here in this strong castle, under the care of famous warriors36, with high walls and a broad moat around them? Who was there that could injure them? He had well-nigh persuaded himself that his fears were a foolish fancy, when his eyes fell upon that which sent the blood cold to his heart and left him gasping37, with hands clutching at the counterpane.
Right in front of him was the broad window of the chamber, with the moon shining brightly through it. For an instant something had obscured the light, and now a head was bobbing up and down outside, the face looking in at him, and swinging slowly from one side of the window to the other. Even in that dim light there could be no mistaking those features. Drawn, distorted and blood-stained, they were still those of the young fellow-squire who had sat so recently upon his own couch. With a cry of horror Alleyne sprang from his bed and rushed to the casement38, while the two archers, aroused by the sound, seized their weapons and stared about them in bewilderment. One glance was enough to show Edricson that his fears were but too true. Foully39 murdered, with a score of wounds upon him and a rope round his neck, his poor friend had been cast from the upper window and swung slowly in the night wind, his body rasping against the wall and his disfigured face upon a level with the casement.
“My God!” cried Alleyne, shaking in every limb. “What has come upon us? What devil's deed is this?”
“Here is flint and steel,” said John stolidly40. “The lamp, Aylward! This moonshine softens41 a man's heart. Now we may use the eyes which God hath given us.”
“By my hilt!” cried Aylward, as the yellow flame flickered up, “it is indeed young master Ford, and I think that this seneschal is a black villain42, who dare not face us in the day but would murther us in our sleep. By the twang of string! if I do not soak a goose's feather with his heart's blood, it will be no fault of Samkin Aylward of the White Company.”
“But, Aylward, think of the men whom I saw yesternight,” said Alleyne. “It may not be the seneschal. It may be that others have come into the castle. I must to Sir Nigel ere it be too late. Let me go, Aylward, for my place is by his side.”
“One moment, mon gar. Put that steel head-piece on the end of my yew-stave. So! I will put it first through the door; for it is ill to come out when you can neither see nor guard yourself. Now, camarades, out swords and stand ready! Hola, by my hilt! it is time that we were stirring!”
As he spoke16, a sudden shouting broke forth in the castle, with the scream of a woman and the rush of many feet. Then came the sharp clink of clashing steel, and a roar like that of an angry lion—“Notre Dame43 Du Guesclin! St. Ives! St. Ives!” The bow-man pulled back the bolt of the door, and thrust out the headpiece at the end of the bow. A clash, the clatter44 of the steel-cap upon the ground, and, ere the man who struck could heave up for another blow, the archer had passed his sword through his body. “On, camarades, on!” he cried; and, breaking fiercely past two men who threw themselves in his way, he sped down the broad corridor in the direction of the shouting.
A sharp turning, and then a second one, brought them to the head of a short stair, from which they looked straight down upon the scene of the uproar45. A square oak-floored hall lay beneath them, from which opened the doors of the principal guest-chambers. This hall was as light as day, for torches burned in numerous sconces upon the walls, throwing strange shadows from the tusked46 or antlered heads which ornamented47 them. At the very foot of the stair, close to the open door of their chamber, lay the seneschal and his wife: she with her head shorn from her shoulders, he thrust through with a sharpened stake, which still protruded48 from either side of his body. Three servants of the castle lay dead beside them, all torn and draggled, as though a pack of wolves had been upon them. In front of the central guest-chamber stood Du Guesclin and Sir Nigel, half-clad and unarmored, with the mad joy of battle gleaming in their eyes. Their heads were thrown back, their lips compressed, their blood-stained swords poised49 over their right shoulders, and their left feet thrown out. Three dead men lay huddled50 together in front of them: while a fourth, with the blood squirting from a severed51 vessel52, lay back with updrawn knees, breathing in wheezy gasps53. Further back—all panting together, like the wind in a tree—there stood a group of fierce, wild creatures, bare-armed and bare-legged, gaunt, unshaven, with deep-set murderous eyes and wild beast faces. With their flashing teeth, their bristling54 hair, their mad leapings and screamings, they seemed to Alleyne more like fiends from the pit than men of flesh and blood. Even as he looked, they broke into a hoarse55 yell and dashed once more upon the two knights56, hurling58 themselves madly upon their sword-points; clutching, scrambling59, biting, tearing, careless of wounds if they could but drag the two soldiers to earth. Sir Nigel was thrown down by the sheer weight of them, and Sir Bertrand with his thunderous war-cry was swinging round his heavy sword to clear a space for him to rise, when the whistle of two long English arrows, and the rush of the squire and the two English archers down the stairs, turned the tide of the combat. The assailants gave back, the knights rushed forward, and in a very few moments the hall was cleared, and Hordle John had hurled60 the last of the wild men down the steep steps which led from the end of it.
“Do not follow them,” cried Du Guesclin. “We are lost if we scatter61. For myself I care not a denier, though it is a poor thing to meet one's end at the hands of such scum; but I have my dear lady here, who must by no means be risked. We have breathing-space now, and I would ask you, Sir Nigel, what it is that you would counsel?”
“By St. Paul!” answered Sir Nigel, “I can by no means understand what hath befallen us, save that I have been woken up by your battle-cry, and, rushing forth, found myself in the midst of this small bickering62. Harrow and alas63 for the lady and the seneschal! What dogs are they who have done this bloody64 deed?”
“They are the Jacks65, the men of the brushwood. They have the castle, though I know not how it hath come to pass. Look from this window into the bailey.”
“By heaven!” cried Sir Nigel, “it is as bright as day with the torches. The gates stand open, and there are three thousand of them within the walls. See how they rush and scream and wave! What is it that they thrust out through the postern door? My God! it is a man-at-arms, and they pluck him limb from limb like hounds on a wolf. Now another, and yet another. They hold the whole castle, for I see their faces at the windows. See, there are some with great bundles on their backs.”
“It is dried wood from the forest. They pile them against the walls and set them in a blaze. Who is this who tries to check them? By St. Ives! it is the good priest who spake for them in the hall. He kneels, he prays, he implores66! What! villains67, would ye raise hands against those who have befriended you? Ah, the butcher has struck him! He is down! They stamp him under their feet! They tear off his gown and wave it in the air! See now, how the flames lick up the walls! Are there none left to rally round us? With a hundred men we might hold our own.”
“Oh, for my Company!” cried Sir Nigel. “But where is Ford, Alleyne?”
“He is foully murdered, my fair lord.”
“The saints receive him! May he rest in peace! But here come some at last who may give us counsel, for amid these passages it is ill to stir without a guide.”
As he spoke, a French squire and the Bohemian knight57 came rushing down the steps, the latter bleeding from a slash68 across his forehead.
“All is lost!” he cried. “The castle is taken and on fire, the seneschal is slain69, and there is nought70 left for us.”
“On the contrary,” quoth Sir Nigel, “there is much left to us, for there is a very honorable contention71 before us, and a fair lady for whom to give our lives. There are many ways in which a man might die, but none better than this.”
“You can tell us, Godfrey,” said Du Guesclin to the French squire: “how came these men into the castle, and what succors72 can we count upon? By St. Ives! if we come not quickly to some counsel we shall be burned like young rooks in a nest.”
The squire, a dark, slender stripling, spoke firmly and quickly, as one who was trained to swift action. “There is a passage under the earth into the castle,” said he, “and through it some of the Jacks made their way, casting open the gates for the others. They have had help from within the walls, and the men-at-arms were heavy with wine: they must have been slain in their beds, for these devils crept from room to room with soft step and ready knife. Sir Amory the Hospitaller was struck down with an axe73 as he rushed before us from his sleeping-chamber. Save only ourselves, I do not think that there are any left alive.”
“What, then, would you counsel?”
“That we make for the keep. It is unused, save in time of war, and the key hangs from my poor lord and master's belt.”
“There are two keys there.”
“It is the larger. Once there, we might hold the narrow stair; and at least, as the walls are of a greater thickness, it would be longer ere they could burn them. Could we but carry the lady across the bailey, all might be well with us.”
“Nay; the lady hath seen something of the work of war,” said Tiphaine coming forth, as white, as grave, and as unmoved as ever. “I would not be a hamper74 to you, my dear spouse75 and gallant76 friend. Rest assured of this, that if all else fail I have always a safeguard here”—drawing a small silver-hilted poniard from her bosom—“which sets me beyond the fear of these vile77 and blood-stained wretches78.”
“Tiphaine,” cried Du Guesclin, “I have always loved you; and now, by Our Lady of Rennes! I love you more than ever. Did I not know that your hand will be as ready as your words I would myself turn my last blow upon you, ere you should fall into their hands. Lead on, Godfrey! A new golden pyx will shine in the minster of Dinan if we come safely through with it.”
The attention of the insurgents79 had been drawn away from murder to plunder80, and all over the castle might be heard their cries and whoops81 of delight as they dragged forth the rich tapestries82, the silver flagons, and the carved furniture. Down in the courtyard half-clad wretches, their bare limbs all mottled with blood-stains, strutted83 about with plumed84 helmets upon their heads, or with the Lady Rochefort's silken gowns girt round their loins and trailing on the ground behind them. Casks of choice wine had been rolled out from the cellars, and starving peasants squatted85, goblet in hand, draining off vintages which De Rochefort had set aside for noble and royal guests. Others, with slabs86 of bacon and joints87 of dried meat upon the ends of their pikes, held them up to the blaze or tore at them ravenously88 with their teeth. Yet all order had not been lost amongst them, for some hundreds of the better armed stood together in a silent group, leaning upon their rude weapons and looking up at the fire, which had spread so rapidly as to involve one whole side of the castle. Already Alleyne could hear the crackling and roaring of the flames, while the air was heavy with heat and full of the pungent89 whiff of burning wood.
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| 骑士； （中古时代的）武士( knight的名词复数 )； 骑士； 爵士； （国际象棋中）马 | |
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| n.骑士，武士；爵士 | |
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| n.爱尔兰式曲棍球v.猛投，用力掷( hurl的现在分词 )；大声叫骂 | |
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scrambling
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| v.快速爬行( scramble的现在分词 )；攀登；争夺；（军事飞机）紧急起飞 | |
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| v.猛投，用力掷( hurl的过去式和过去分词 )；大声叫骂 | |
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scatter
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| vt.撒，驱散，散开；散布/播；vi.分散，消散 | |
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bickering
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| v.争吵( bicker的现在分词 )；口角；（水等）作潺潺声；闪烁 | |
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alas
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| int.唉(表示悲伤、忧愁、恐惧等) | |
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bloody
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| adj.非常的的；流血的；残忍的；adv.很；vt.血染 | |
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jacks
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| n.抓子游戏；千斤顶( jack的名词复数 )；（电）插孔；[电子学]插座；放弃 | |
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implores
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| 恳求或乞求（某人）( implore的第三人称单数 ) | |
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villains
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| n.恶棍( villain的名词复数 )；罪犯；（小说、戏剧等中的）反面人物；淘气鬼 | |
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| vi.大幅度削减；vt.猛砍，尖锐抨击，大幅减少；n.猛砍，斜线，长切口，衣衩 | |
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slain
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| 杀死，宰杀，杀戮( slay的过去分词 )； (slay的过去分词) | |
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nought
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| n.／adj.无，零 | |
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contention
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| n.争论，争辩，论战；论点，主张 | |
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succors
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| n.救助，帮助（尤指需要时）( succor的名词复数 )v.给予帮助( succor的第三人称单数 ) | |
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axe
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| n.斧子；v.用斧头砍，削减 | |
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hamper
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| vt.妨碍，束缚，限制；n.(有盖的)大篮子 | |
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spouse
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| n.配偶(指夫或妻) | |
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gallant
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| adj.英勇的，豪侠的；(向女人)献殷勤的 | |
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vile
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| adj.卑鄙的，可耻的，邪恶的；坏透的 | |
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wretches
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| n.不幸的人( wretch的名词复数 )；可怜的人；恶棍；坏蛋 | |
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insurgents
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| n.起义，暴动，造反( insurgent的名词复数 ) | |
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plunder
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| vt.劫掠财物，掠夺；n.劫掠物，赃物；劫掠 | |
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whoops
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| int.呼喊声 | |
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tapestries
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| n.挂毯( tapestry的名词复数 )；绣帷，织锦v.用挂毯（或绣帷）装饰( tapestry的第三人称单数 ) | |
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strutted
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| 趾高气扬地走，高视阔步( strut的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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plumed
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| 饰有羽毛的 | |
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squatted
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| v.像动物一样蹲下( squat的过去式和过去分词 )；非法擅自占用（土地或房屋）；为获得其所有权；而占用某片公共用地。 | |
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slabs
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| n.厚板，平板，厚片( slab的名词复数 )；厚胶片 | |
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joints
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| 接头( joint的名词复数 )； 关节； 公共场所（尤指价格低廉的饮食和娱乐场所） （非正式）； 一块烤肉 （英式英语） | |
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ravenously
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| adv.大嚼地，饥饿地 | |
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pungent
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| adj.（气味、味道）刺激性的，辛辣的；尖锐的 | |
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