Calverley entered the Mitre, and, after calling for some wine, was shown into a little private room by the host. A few minutes after, the door opened, and a man entered and took his seat at the end of the table at which Calverley was sitting. The individual who thus invaded the privacy of the steward was a man not much above the middle height. His face had once been comely2, but a close intimacy3 with the bottle had given to his countenance4 a bloated and somewhat revolting expression. The latter peculiarity5, however, was only to be detected by the few who read the heart in the "human face divine;" and even these might be deceived into a prepossession favourable7 to the man; for his large, full, blue eyes, beamed with much apparent benevolence8, and his nose, though clothed in a fiery9 mantle10 and tipped with two large carbuncles, was not a nose that Lavater himself could with conscience have objected to. Large, black, whiskers, and thick, bushy, hair, with a beard of the same hue11, had given him the characteristic soubriquet of Black Jack12. On the whole his appearance and deportment were those of a respectable burgher of the period. This man was not a stranger to Calverley, and Black Jack was, by some chance, still better acquainted with the person and character of the steward. He had heard every particular relative to the child's death, and consequently divined the motive13 of the steward's visit to the Mitre, and, as he now and then cast a keen glance at Calverley, he might be likened to the author of evil contemplating14 a man about to engage in some heinous15 offence, the commission of which would connect them in still closer affinity16.
A flaggon of ale soon followed Black Jack, in which he drank Calverley's health with the familiarity of an old acquaintance, though this was the first time he had interchanged courtesies with the steward, who returned the compliment coldly, though not in that repulsive17 tone which forbids further intimacy.
A pause of a few minutes ensued, and though each was anxious to introduce some allusion18 to the intended trial, yet both hesitated to begin;—Calverley, from a prudential fear of committing himself, and Black Jack from an apprehension19 of hazarding a chance of employment by too ready a proffer20 of his services.
The latter became tired first of his reserve, and perceiving that Calverley, like a spirit, would only speak when spoken to, resolved, with characteristic modesty22, to plunge23 in medias res.
"Master," said he, "you are here, no doubt, on the business of the witch? For my part, I hold such creatures in religious abhorrence24. That's neither here nor there, however—can I do anything to serve you?—That is the short of the matter."
"Master Oakley," replied the steward, with a grim smile which told he knew his man, "you have correctly surmised26 the business that brings Lord de Boteler's steward to the Mitre—you know the particulars of the affair?"
"I do."
"Well," resumed Calverley, "the evidence is not so good as I could wish. A country jury might acquit27 her."
"Aye, aye, I see—it shall be done—she returns no more to Winchcombe——"
"But, you know," interrupted Calverley, quickly, "that she deserves death for the death she has inflicted28."
"That's neither here nor there: I never trouble myself about such matters—I am no schoolman—the judge will see to that; and, if she is to be disposed of, it matters little whether by substantial free-holders or myself and my eleven."
The price was now agreed upon, and the purse that accompanied the pursuivant's dress was more than sufficient to satisfy the exorbitant29 demand of the foreman.
"I may depend upon you, Master Oakley?" said the suspicious steward, pausing at the door.
"By the green wax! may you—Black Jack is a man of honour. As sure as Judge Skipwith sits on the bench, so sure shall I and my men sit in the jury-box. He is a carle to doubt me," said Black Jack, as Calverley shut the door—"Has he emptied his flask30? No—by the green wax! he seems to think as little of his wine as his money;" and, after emptying the cup, left the Mitre.
The next night, being the eve of the trial, Black Jack entered the Mitre, and, ordering a fresh gallon of stout31 ale, proceeded on to the little room where he had seen Calverley, and in which, around an oak table which nearly filled the area of the apartment, ten men were seated. A measure stood before them which they had just emptied, and were murmuring at their leader's close hand that restricted them to a single gallon.
This room was sacred to the confraternity: here they held their meetings—here they were instructed by their chief in the parts allotted32 to them in the shifting drama of crime. And here, under lock and key, pledged to the host, were the garments in which they appeared in the jury-box as respectable yeomen. Black Jack cast a rapid glance round the table as he entered, and perceiving one seat still unoccupied, he frowned with impatience33.
"What!" exclaimed he, "has Beauchamp broke cover on such a night as this? Speak!"
"He has not been seen to-day," said a sleek-faced old man who sat opposite.
"Not seen to-day—hah!—Has the fellow shrieved himself? or is he laid up after last night's tipple34?"
"Aye, Master," said another, "he is laid up but I fear he has forgot the shrieving. However, he will never again say guilty or not guilty in a jury-box, or kiss the book in justification36 of bail37!"
"Saints protect us! not dead!" exclaimed the foreman. The man nodded assent:—"Then, by the green wax! we shall lose two of the best jobs we have had these three years. Come, come, Harvey, you only banter—the knave38 is lazy."
"By Saint Luke, poor Beauchamp is as dead as he need be, master," answered Harvey. "I saw him this morning, and his face was as black as—your own this moment!"
Black Jack seized the empty flaggon and was about to hurl39 it at the head of the facetious40 under-strapper, when his arm was arrested by the old man who had first spoken.
"Hold, master," said he, "you will find it difficult to fill Beauchamp's seat, without making another vacancy41."
The irritated foreman replaced the flaggon on the table but swore he would have no more jesting. "Poor Beauchamp," continued he, "is gone—the cleverest man among ye—no whining—no qualms42 about him, when a shilling was to be earned by swallowing a pill or sending a traveller before his time to the other world! How unlucky, he had not postponed43 his flight for another week; this witch would then be disposed of and the sheriff satisfied. Poor Jack, poor Jack! where shall we find a substitute—but a substitute must be had if it were he of the cloven foot himself! This news has made me thirsty," continued he, raising the pitcher44 to his lips, "but remember, no jesting."
Black Jack then buried his face in his hands for some minutes, meditating45 how he should supply the place of the defunct46 Beauchamp. In vain he racked his brain; he knew many who would accept the offer, but they were untried.
"This assize will be a hungry feast," he at length exclaimed; "we may bid adieu to the Mitre—I must refund47 the money I received on account of the witch, and the old Ferrett, too, must have his earnest money—what is to be done? Do ye know any one who could be trusted to stand in the shoes of Beauchamp?"
"We leave the filling up vacancies48 to our foreman," returned they.
"Aye, aye! ye shrink from responsibility, and throw all on my shoulders," returned Black Jack, snatching up a renewed flagon, and drinking freely, as if to forget his perplexity in the intoxicating49 influence of the beverage50. "Aye, aye! but, knaves51, the money ye have received must be refunded52, and ye may go starve, or rob, for aught I care."
"But, master, where, think you, shall it be found?" answered Harvey: "you might as well dissolve this society, as think of making us refund what is already scattered53 in every corner of Gloucester."
"Dissolve this society! impudent54 knave!" retorted the foreman: "I should like to know what new profession ye are fit for: how could ye live but for me? Think ye the sheriff would expose himself by communing with such untaught knaves? No more sulkiness, or I take you at your word. Give me another swoop55 of the goblet56." It was handed to him, and, after ingulphing a long draught57, he slowly drew breath—his eyes were observed to brighten with some new idea, and, in a moment after, he started from his seat, exclaiming, in a burst of joy:
"By the green wax! I've got him!—I've got him at last—I shall be back in half an hour!" He then darted58 out of the room, leaving his confederates conjecturing59 who the welcome auxiliary60 was to be that should fill the void at the oak table.
It was a full hour, however, before the indefatigable61 purveyor62 re-appeared, accompanied by a dark, sun-burnt looking young man, attired63 in the garb64 of a dusty-foot or foreign pedlar. He appeared to be one of an inferior description of Galley65-men, or Genoese merchants, (as described by Stowe,) who traded to England, and trafficked with a coin called galley-half-pence. They chiefly resided at a wharf66 named Galley Key, in Thames-street, and travelled as itinerant67 hawkers through the kingdom. His countenance, however, was not that of a Genoese—it had more the appearance of the English cast of features, though, judging from its dark and seaman-like hue, it was many years since he left his native country.
"Come, my friends, be not cast down! Black Jack and his eleven are themselves again!" cried the foreman, exultingly68. "Here, Harvey, fill up a goblet for our new friend. Poor Jack's chair is occupied during the assize; see ye make much of his successor."
"Is he not engaged as a fixture69?" asked Harvey, with some disappointment.
"No, no, Harvey; his feet are not for the narrow limits of Gloucester. He is a bird of passage, that makes its periodical migrations70, and cannot be called peculiar6 to one country more than another: in short, he is a kind of privileged outlaw71."
"Aye, aye, master; he breathes the various atmospheres of Christendom, and yet I'll swear he is a dog of a heathen, notwithstanding, ha! ha! ha! No offence," he added, addressing the galleyman; "jests are privileged in this free society."
"Christian73 men," returned the dusty-foot, good-humouredly, "would be suffocated74 in this poisonous air you breathe, and would die, like the heathen, without benefit of clergy75."
"That's right, galleyman—you have hit him there. That knave's skull76 is a perfect book of entries, and can furnish precedents77 for every crime, from high treason to a simple assault. He'll crack jokes to the last. But, by the green wax! we must think of a proper description for him, to insert in the pannel. Let me see—aye, I have it. A man from Worcester has lately settled at Deerhurst; his name is James Mills, a substantial man. Here, Harvey," as he took from his pocket a slip of parchment, and wrote the necessary particulars, and sealed it carefully, "take this to Lawyer Manlove. We must now see whether Beauchamp's clothes will suit our friend here."
The host was called in, and unlocked a drawer in which they were deposited. The galleyman, with visible reluctance78, arrayed himself in the garments, and he was observed to shudder79 more than once during the investiture of the dead man's apparel.
"He's better have some warm ale," said the old man we have before mentioned, with a sneer—"these garments seem to weigh down the spirit of our new guest."
"Aye, and well they may," returned the foreman: "it is not every man who could feel at ease in the clothes of a——Hang it! my brain wanders—fill up a fresh bumper80." Another and another followed, and dispelled81 all symptoms of compunction in the heart of the foreman and his companions; till even their new guest, so powerful is example, was almost persuaded that conscience was a bug-bear. It was late ere they separated, to re-assemble the next morning for more important transactions.
The next morning, Sir Robert Skipwith, Chief Justice of England, entered the court, and took his seat on the bench. After the names of the jury were called over, Black Jack, and the eleven, respectively answered, and entered the box, clad in respectable yeomen's or burgher's apparel, and their countenances82 wearing a gravity suitable to the occasion. They looked like a jury to whom either a guilty or innocent prisoner would, unhesitatingly, have committed his cause. When the prisoner was asked whether she had any objection to the jury, and told, that if so, she might challenge the number prescribed by law, the attention of the spectators was naturally fixed83 on Edith, who replied in the negative; and her face and figure were certainly ill-calculated to make a favourable impression.
Her face was shrivelled and yellow, and the dark full eyes that now, as it were, stood forth84 from the sunken cheeks, looked with a strange brightness on the scene, and seemed well adapted to stamp the character of witch on so withered85 a form. And perhaps there were few of those entirely86 uninterested in the matter who now gazed upon her, who would not have sworn that she merited the stake.
Calverley had beheld87 the group as they entered the court, and instantly averting88 his eyes from the mother and son, he fixed them upon Margaret.
The stranger's eyes that now gazed upon her, beheld her as a lovely, interesting creature; but Calverley, who had not seen her since the day that Edith was arrested, saw that the rich glow which used to mantle on her cheek, had given place to a sickly paleness. It is true, that as she entered the court, there was a faint tinge89 upon that cheek, but it fled with the momentary90 embarrassment91 which had caused it. That full dimpled cheek itself was now sunken, the lips were colourless, and the eyes dim.
A momentary thought of "Oh, had she been mine, would she have looked thus?" and an execration92 against Holgrave told that the demon93 had not wholly possessed94 her quondam lover; but the next moment, as Holgrave, after looking round the assembly, caught the eye of his enemy, the solitary95 feeling of humanity died away, and Calverley turned from the fierce glance of the yeoman with all the malignity96 of his heart newly arrayed against him.
After the usual preliminaries, the indictment97 was read, and Edith called upon to plead:
"Not guilty, my lord," she replied, in a voice so loud and distinct, that the surprised hearers wondered so feeble a creature could possess such a voice.
The evidence was then entered into, and Mary Byles was called into the witness box. A rod was handed to her to identify the prisoner, and she then, without venturing to encounter the look of her whose life she was about to swear away, deposed98 to having received the liquid which had occasioned the child's death, from Edith; and to certain mysterious words and strange gestures used by the prisoner on delivering the phial.
When she had concluded, Edith questioned her, if she had not, at the time of giving her the medicine, warned her of its dangerous strength, and strictly99 enjoined100 her not to administer more than ten drops; but Mary, prepared for such questions, positively101 denied the fact, alleging102, that Edith had merely desired her, when she saw the child looking pale, to give it the contents of the phial.
"My lord," said Edith, in her defence, "this woman has sworn falsely. The medicine I gave was a sovereign remedy, if given as I ordered. Ten drops would have saved the child's life; but the contents of the phial destroyed it. The words I uttered were prayers for the life of the child. My children, and all who know me, can bear witness that I have a custom of asking His blessing103 upon all I take in hand. I raised my eyes towards heaven, and muttered words; but, my lord, they were words of prayer—and I looked up as I prayed, to the footstool of the Lord. But it is in vain to contend: the malice104 of the wicked will triumph, and Edith Holgrave, who even in thought never harmed one of God's creatures, must be sacrificed to cover the guilt35, or hide the thoughtlessness of another."
"Prisoner," said the judge, "have you any witnesses to call on your behalf?"
"My lord, my daughter was present when I gave the medicine; but I seek no defence."
Margaret faintly answered to her name, and entered the box. She delivered her evidence with so much simplicity105 and meekness106, that it seemed to carry conviction to the majority of the audience. In vain did the wily lawyer for the prosecution107 endeavour to weaken her testimony108 on her cross-examination. Truth, from the lips of innocence109, triumphed over the practised advocate, and Edith would probably have had a favourable verdict from an impartial110 jury and an upright judge; but from the present, she was to receive no mercy. The jury were bribed111 to convict, and the judge influenced to condemn112. Skipwith now proceeded to sum up the evidence, artfully endeavouring to impress the jury with the strongest belief in the statement of the nurse, "who," he said, "could have no motive but that of bringing to justice the destroyer of her lord's heir;" and, on the other hand, insinuating113, as he commented on Margaret's evidence, that her near relationship to the prisoner must be cautiously weighed: but ere he had concluded, a sound at the entrance of the court attracted his attention. Horton, the tall and dignified114 abbot of Gloucester, with his mitre on his head, his staff in his hand, and clad in the robes of his order (that of Saint Benedict), entered the hall. His crosierer preceded him, bearing a massive golden cross; on his right and left hand walked two monks116, and several others, (among whom was father John,) closed the procession.
A passage was instinctively117 made for the dignitary, who walked majestically118 on till he stood before the bench, and then pausing, he said in a clear, firm voice—
"My lord judge, I demand, in the name of holy church, and in the name of the gracious king Edward, that you deliver up this woman, Edith Holgrave, to me. A writ119 from the chancery, signed by the royal hand, commanding her delivery to the ecclesiastical power, has been sent down, and how is it that thus, in opposition120 to the church's prerogative121, and the royal will, I see the woman standing72 a criminal at this bar?"
"My lord abbot," replied Skipwith, bowing to the priest, "the writ you speak of has been recalled; a chancery messenger was here not three days since."
"Did he not deliver to you the writ?" interrupted the impetuous Horton.
"Pardon me, my lord abbot, but I believe I have already said, that the writ has been recalled. The messenger, indeed, came with a prohibitory writ respecting the prisoner; but when, within a few miles of Gloucester, a royal pursuivant, expressly from the king, overtook him, and to him the writ was delivered."
The calm dignity of Skipwith's reply produced some effect upon the abbot; for in a tone less abrupt122 than before, he replied—
"My lord judge, that writ of prohibition123 has not been recalled. This monk115," pointing with his staff towards father John, "left London two days subsequent to the messenger, and there was not then the least intimation of the royal mind being changed."
"My lord," returned Skipwith, with a slight smile, "know you so little of Edward as to imagine that no change could pass in his royal mind without the monk being privy124 to it?"
"But," returned Horton, losing his temper at such scepticism, "this monk was lodged125 in the palace of his Grace of Canterbury; and, at the very hour of his departure, his Grace spoke21 as if the surrender of the woman were already accomplished126. Would he have spoken thus had the writ been recalled?"
"Probably his Grace was ignorant that the prohibition was recalled?"
"Simon Islip ignorant! However, you admit that a writ was sent?"
Skipwith bowed.
"Then as readily may you believe that it had been kept back through fraud and malice, and that you have brought this woman before a tribunal incompetent127 to judge of matters relating to witchcraft128. But now, my lord judge, repair the wrong done, by delivering her up to a dignitary of holy church."
"Abbot Horton," returned the chief justice, gravely, "the poisoning has been satisfactorily proved, and a strong presumption129 of witchcraft created in my mind, from the mysterious behaviour of the prisoner when the drug was delivered to the nurse. But even were the witchcraft a more prominent feature of the case, I do consider the king's courts are empowered by the late act, which provides that all felonies may be heard and determined130 by the king's justices, to take cognizance of this crime. Witchcraft is a felony at common law."
"That act," replied Horton, hastily, "relates to local magistrates131."
"And are the judges of the land to be less privileged than petty magistrates?"
"I came not to argue points of law, my lord judge," returned Horton, vehemently132, "but to demand a right. Will you surrender this woman?"
"My lord abbot," replied Skipwith, "the indictment has been read—the evidence has been gone through with the customary attention to justice—I have only to finish my charge to the jury, and it will remain with them to pronounce her guilt or innocence."
The cool and determined tone of the chief justice exasperated133 the abbot; and, fixing a stern glance upon the judge,
"It is not justice, Sir Robert Skipwith," said he, "to wrest134 the unfortunate from the merciful interposition of the church—it is not justice, but a high contempt of supreme135 law, to set at nought136 the merciful commands of the sovereign—it is not justice to usurp137 a power that belongs not to you, in order to crush a friendless woman—it is not justice to set the opinions of an individual against the sacred authority of God's church. The church alone, I repeat, has power to judge in cases where the soul is concerned, as in heresy138 and witchcraft."
His voice had risen with each pause in the period, till the last sentence was uttered in a tone that reverberated139 through the court. An instant of hushed silence followed, and then, to the surprise of all, Edith raised herself up as erect140 as her feebleness would allow, and resting one hand upon the bar, she raised the other towards the abbot, and said,
"My lord abbot, my soul is guiltless of any crime which the church in its mercy absolves141, or the law in its justice punishes—I am neither murderess nor witch. As much would my soul abhor25 communing with the spirits of darkness, as my heart would shrink from destroying the innocent——"
"Peace, woman!" interrupted the abbot: "peace—presume not to interfere142." And then, turning to the judge, he added, "Sir Robert Skipwith, I again demand of you the custody143 of this woman."
"Abbot Horton, you have had my answer," returned Skipwith, in a tone of perhaps still more vehemence144 than the abbot's.
The face of the provoked dignitary glowed, his eyes flashed, and he looked, in his glittering mitre and splendid vestments, like a being more than human, as, turning from the judge, and raising the staff he held in his right hand, he pointed145 it towards the assembled crowd, and said,
"I call upon this assembly to witness, that I have, in the name of holy church, demanded the accused—that I have demanded her in the name of the king, by virtue146 of his royal writ of prohibition, which has been basely purloined—and that, unmindful of that divine power, and despite the king's express command, Judge Skipwith, the servant of the one, and an unworthy son of the other, has contemptuously refused this demand. But," he added fiercely, as he again turned towards Skipwith, and shook his staff at the no less irritated judge, "the royal ermine is disgraced on the shoulders of such as thee—beware that it is not speedily transferred to one more worthy147 to bear it. I say again, beware!"
The abbot then lowered his staff, the crosierer once more preceded him, and, followed by the monks, he proudly walked forth from the court, the people, as he passed, forming a passage, and humbly148 bending forward to receive his blessing.
The eyes of the spectators, which, during this strange scene—this trial of strength between the lay and ecclesiastical dignitaries—had alternately wandered to each, were now anxiously directed to Skipwith alone, who hastily concluded his charge, and turned to the jury, as the arbiters149 of Edith's fate. Calverley, among the rest, cast a look at the jury-box: and Black Jack, turning to his companions, proceeded, in the usual manner, to ask their opinions. Ten, after a minute's consultation150, decided151 that the prisoner was guilty; but the eleventh, the stranger who had endeavoured to screen himself from observation, and whose changing aspect and agitation152 had betrayed the deep interest he took in the trial, positively refused to return a verdict of guilty. Black Jack cast an intimidating153 glance on the non-content, but he heeded154 him not; and as the jury-box, exposed to the eyes of the whole court, was not a place for further debate, the foreman declared, that as one of his brethren would not agree with the rest, they must withdraw.
When the jurors were closeted in their private room, Black Jack asked the galleyman the reasons of his refusal.
"There was no evidence to prove her guilt—I could not, on my conscience, say she was a murderess," returned the stranger, firmly.
"Conscience!" replied the foreman: "who ever heard a galleyman talk of conscience before? By the green wax! you forgot you had a conscience the day I first saw you. You recollect155 the court of pié-poudré, my conscientious156 dusty-foot, don't you?"
"Master Oakley, the thing is quite different," replied the galleyman. "To cheat a fool of a piece of coin, is what neither you nor I would think much about; but to rob a poor, helpless old woman of her life—to hang her up at a gallows157, and then to bury her like a heathen, where four roads meet—no, no; that must not be."
The foreman's face assumed a deeper hue than usual: he looked fiercely at the galleyman, but there was a determination in the weather-beaten face that made him pause ere he spoke. "Galleyman," he at length said, "you knew the business before you came: if you be so fond of saving old witches' lives, why didn't you say so, that I might not now be in this dilemma158?"
"You told me," returned the other, "she was a witch, and that she had killed the child. Now I know she is not a witch; and neither you nor any one here believes a word of the poisoning."
"You heard what the judge said," returned Oakley: "but, however, you are a sworn jury-man, and here you must remain till you've brought your mind to bear upon the point."
"Aye, aye," said Harvey; "four-and-twenty hours in this cold room, without meat or drink, will bring him to reason, I'll warrant you."
"Four-and-twenty days," said the stranger, in a voice so loud that the eleven started, "if I could live so long, shall never make me a murderer! No, no; you may go tell of the lushburgs, and hang me for a coiner," he said, starting suddenly up, and looking proudly at Black Jack; "but, by the holy well! you shall not make me hang the woman who nursed my mother, and prayed by her when every body else was afraid to go near her. She a witch!" he continued, with a bitter laugh—"by the holy well! if she had been so, she wouldn't have given the poor orphan159 a groat and a piece of bread, to come back, after ten years, to hang her at last! But this comes of carding and dicing160, and sabbath-breaking. The fiend drives one on and on, till at last a man thinks nothing of murder itself."
"By the green wax! all this ranting161 is unprofitable. No one could call Black Jack an informer when his word was pledged," interrupted the foreman. "The affair of the lushburgs has passed away—it shall rest so, though I might pocket some good pieces by a breach162 of faith, which, after this obstinacy163, would not detract much from my honour. This woman is nothing to us, and surely the judge, who is paid to hang criminals, knows more about the guilt or innocence than I or my eleven. He told us, as plainly as man could speak, that she deserved to be hanged. But, remember, galleyman, neither you nor I break our fast till our opinions are unanimous?" Black Jack winked164 at his companions but the action was unnoticed by the stranger.
During this mock deliberation, Edith remained at the bar; but when the hour had passed away, and no probability appeared of an immediate165 verdict, she was directed by the judge to be taken back to prison until the jury had agreed.
It was nearly noon the next day, when the under-sheriff entered the room to ask if their opinions were yet unanimous. The galleyman still refused.
"My friend," said Manlove; "it matters little now whether you agree with your brethren or not, the woman is at this moment dying! The verdict is, therefore, of little moment to her—she can never be brought into court to receive judgment166—guilty or innocent, the law can have nothing to do with her; but I would advise you to look to yourself, you will not be released till she is dead. Your brethren are accustomed to fasting, but you look ready to drop from your seat: and, if the woman linger many hours, you will certainly be guilty of felo de se."
With a little more persuasion167 and the most solemn assurances that the verdict could not possibly affect Edith, the galleyman at length reluctantly consented to agree with the eleven, and the foreman gave in the verdict of guilty.
"Let the prisoner be brought up for judgment?" said Skipwith to the officer in waiting.
"It is impossible, my lord—the woman is dying!"
"Dying!" repeated the judge, "yesterday she spoke with the voice of one who had years to live. Perhaps she wishes to defer168 the sentence, which she well merits, by feigning169 illness. If she will not rise from her bed, bring her into court upon it!"
The officer departed, and shortly afterwards re-appeared, and informed the judge that the Abbot of Gloucester was standing beside the prisoner and threatened to excommunicate the first who presumed to remove her.
"Does he? Does he dare think to evade170 justice thus—this subterfuge171 shall not avail!" exclaimed Skipwith with vehemence, and then musing172 an instant, he continued: "No, this subterfuge shall not avail—I will constitute the cell of the criminal a court of justice for this occasion. Officers of the Court proceed. I go to pronounce a just sentence:" and then, rising from the bench, and preceded by his officers, he departed to adopt the unprecedented173 course of passing sentence in a prison.
When the door of the dungeon174 was thrown open, Skipwith started at the unexpected sight he beheld; but, instantly recollecting175 himself, he walked on, determined to persevere176. Edith was lying on her back upon the mattress177, her eyes half opened, and the ghastly seal of death impressed on every feature. Margaret and her husband were kneeling on one side, and the Abbot Horton and Father John standing on the other. A lighted taper178 and a box of chrism, which the monk held in his hand, told that the last sacrament of the church had been administered—a sacrament that cannot be administered to a condemned179 criminal.
Holgrave suddenly rose from his knees and withdrew to the farthest corner of the cell. Margaret continued to kneel, and raised her burning eyes towards the judge with terrified astonishment180.
The abbot turned pale with rage as he beheld the somewhat abashed181 Skipwith enter.
"What! impious man! Do you thirst so for innocent blood that you harass182 the last moments of the dying! Retire, or I curse thee—depart, ere I invoke183 heaven's wrath184 on thine head!"
"Insolent185 priest!" returned Skipwith, in a suppressed tone, as his look wandered from the abbot to the distorted features of the departing. "I come, not as an individual to harass, but as a judge to fulfil the law."
He then put on the black cap and slowly commenced the sentence. The life that had seemed to have departed from the still and contracted form, rallied for a moment—the eyes unclosed and fixed on the appalled186 countenance of Skipwith; and, when the concluding invocation of mercy for the soul of the criminal fell tremulously from the lips of the judge, she, in a voice low but distinct, answered "Amen!" and then a slight tremor187 and a faint gasp188 released the soul of Edith.
"The Lord will have mercy on her, vindictive189 judge," said the abbot, "though you had none; but she is now beyond your malice, and the glorified190 spirit will accuse you of this when——"
A wild shriek191 from Margaret, and a smothered192 groan193 from Holgrave, interrupted the abbot. The judge turned silently away, and left the dungeon: and, as there was now no prisoner to confine, the door was left open after him.
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171 subterfuge | |
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172 musing | |
n. 沉思,冥想 adj. 沉思的, 冥想的 动词muse的现在分词形式 | |
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173 unprecedented | |
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174 dungeon | |
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175 recollecting | |
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176 persevere | |
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177 mattress | |
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178 taper | |
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179 condemned | |
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180 astonishment | |
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182 harass | |
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183 invoke | |
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184 wrath | |
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185 insolent | |
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186 appalled | |
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187 tremor | |
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188 gasp | |
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189 vindictive | |
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190 glorified | |
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191 shriek | |
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192 smothered | |
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