This unexpected consummation wrought4 upon Holgrave so much, that, with the sullen5 determination which had marked his character on previous occasions, he resolved not to answer any questions whatever. We should have premised, that the galleyman had given Holgrave a solemn promise, that if any ill befel him, Margaret should be cared for like his own wife. This was a solace7 to him, as he thought over his mother's death, and his own evil destiny. But there was another solace, that, strange as it may appear to some minds, arose from the thought, that whatever might befall him, the baron's heir would share in it. At first, when he had been removed to Sudley, mild measures were resorted to. He was lodged8 in a comfortable apartment, fed plentifully9, and promised his freedom with whatever reward he might claim, if he would but speak satisfactorily as to the lost child. When this failed, he was sent to the keep, and for a week black bread and cold water were the only articles of aliment supplied; and then the peine forte10 et dure was resorted to. But though his face was swollen11, and of a livid, purple hue12, and the eyes seemed starting from their sockets13 at the pressure on his chest, as he lay with his limbs extended on the earth, yet would he not speak the word which would have released him from all this suffering. The extreme punishment, however, of adding weights until nature could sustain no more, was delayed from day to day. The baroness14 had twice given birth to children who had survived but a few hours; the third had lived, but it was a daughter; and as she dwelt upon the approaching extinction15 of their noble line, she dared not permit the order to be given that might deprive her of all hope. Day after day were the weights pressing and stifling16, and forcing the blood that still crept through his veins17 to his extremities18, and distending19 the hands and feet with a feeling of agony. But though the pressure was at each time removed when the leech20 pronounced the prisoner exhausted21, yet it appeared repetition, though slow, would effect the work as surely as if the punishment had been in the first instance applied22 in all its legal rigour.
Calverley, although he feigned23 to exert himself, would not in reality seek for Margaret while Holgrave lived; but Black Jack24, who, after eluding25 the pursuit of Leicester, returned to Sudley, and domesticated26 himself in the castle under the hope of supplanting27 Calverley, had, of course, no motive28 for deception29; and the baron's offer of gold was too tempting30 not to call forth31 all his ingenuity32. But neither he, nor fifty other mercenaries who were out upon the scent33, could discover the track.
Holgrave had been about a month a prisoner, when Sir Robert Knowles came to Sudley, to announce that Richard would honour the castle with his presence on the following day, and on the next proceed on to Gloucester to hold a parliament. As they were sitting at the evening banquet—
"My Lord de Boteler," said Sir Robert Knowles, "do you remember the circumstance of a certain vassal34 of yours being accused of shooting a buck35?"
"Yes, perfectly36."
"His name, I think, was Stephen Holgrave—the same Holgrave that was among the rebels, is it not?"
"The same man, Sir Robert."
"So I thought," returned the knight37; "but, however, that must not weigh now. Have you a vassal named John Byles?"
Calverley, who was handing a replenished38 goblet39 to Sir Robert's page, started so much at this interrogatory, that the wine-cup dropped from his hands.
"Yes," replied De Boteler.
"Has that man a wife named Mary?"
"He has," quickly replied Isabella, unable to divine the cause of such singular enquiries.
"Then, my lord, I request that John Byles and his wife be instantly brought before us; and with your leave, no one passes from this hall except my page, till they appear," continued Sir Robert, as he observed a movement in the steward41, indicating an intention to retire.
"Martin," he added to his page, "go you to one of the servitors in the court-yard, and tell him to accompany you to this John Byles; you know how to keep your counsel, and remember, that the Baron de Boteler commands John Byles and his wife to come instantly to the castle. Do you not, my lord?"
"Yes, if it is your pleasure," said the baron, with a smile.
"I perceive," resumed Sir Robert, as the page withdrew, "that my conduct surprises you; but I cannot yet explain."
The surprise, indeed, was not confined to the individuals who sat at the upper table; gradually, as the purport42 of Sir Robert's words was whispered about, did the hall become hushed, and the eyes of those who sat below, and of those who were in attendance, were fixed43 with a kind of painful expectation upon the baron's guest. The domestics, however, were not so entirely44 engrossed45 by Sir Robert as to be wholly unmindful of Calverley; and significant nods and smiles were exchanged, as they saw, or fancied they saw, evidences of extreme agitation46 in the steward. After a few minutes' expectation, John Byles and his wife were ushered47 in by the page.
Sir Robert looked inquisitively49 at the yeoman and his wife, but more particularly at Mary; and, as if he read her character in her countenance50, said something in a low voice to De Boteler, who instantly ordered Byles to retire into the ante-room till called for. The door being closed, the baron, at Sir Robert's request, bade Mary Byles approach. Mary, upon entering the hall, had looked a very comely51 sort of personage; but as misgivings52 gave place to the flattered confidence which had given firmness to her step as she entered, she now presented a totally different aspect.
"Come closer to the table, Mary Byles," said Sir Robert, addressing her in an authoritative54, but yet in a familiar tone—"come nearer; and with my Lord de Boteler's leave, I shall ask you a few questions." Mary curtsied, and rather hesitatingly approached the foot of the table.
"Now, Mary Byles, I wish you to tell me what kind of a night it was when John Byles and your servitor, Sam, went into my Lord de Boteler's chase to kill a buck?"
Mary was of a florid complexion56; but at this unexpected question, she stood before the searching look of the baron with her cheeks as colourless as if she had been struck by the angel of death.
"Are you striving to recollect57?" asked Sir Robert, without any symptoms of anger.
"I don't understand your lordship," at length tremblingly articulated Mary.
"Do you not?—I think I speak plain language—however, if you forget the appearance of the night when the buck was shot, perhaps you can tell me on what day of the week your man, Sam, managed to get into Holgrave's cottage, and steal the shafts58 from the quiver over the fire-place?"
Up to this period the hall had been as still as if Sir Robert and Mary were its only occupants; but at this point a murmur59 arose, as if by the power of magic, each was in a moment convinced of Holgrave's innocence60.
"Peace!" vociferated De Boteler—"Answer, woman!" he continued, stamping his foot.
Mary saw that she had nothing to do but deny, and this she did most stoutly61.
"Wretch62!" said De Boteler, "Why do you not tell the truth?"
But Mary was not to be intimidated63, and Sir Robert, perceiving he could gain nothing from her in this way, arose, and approaching the baroness, who had been looking on with much interest, said, softly, "My Lady de Boteler, I wish to put a question or two to this woman, but as what I shall ask must be distressing64 to you, perhaps you had better retire."
"No—no," replied Isabella, "do not fear for me?—This is so strange, I must hear what you have to say."
"Prepare yourself then, lady," said Sir Robert, and he resumed his seat.
"Mary Byles," he began, "I have one more question to ask you. How many drops of that fatal potion was it that Edith Holgrave told you to give my lord's infant?"
A smothered65 sob66 from Isabella, now added to Mary's perplexity, her cheeks and temples became flushed, and, with a bewildered look, she said—
"I don't know—I don't remember any thing about it!"
"Now, Mary Byles," resumed Sir Robert, speaking more decisively than he had yet spoken, "I insist upon your giving me a true answer to this—Did you not say to your husband, on the evening you returned from Gloucester, after Edith's trial, 'Edith's death lies like murder on my conscience; oh, I wish I hadn't taken Calverley's advice, but had told my lady of the mistake?'"
"Calverley!" repeated De Boteler, "What did you say of Calverley? What, did Calverley advise you to?"
Mary had sustained herself wonderfully well, considering how unprepared she had been, but this last interrogatory of Sir Robert, conjuring68 up, as it were, Edith's ghost, was too much; she struggled against nature for an instant, and then, giving an hysterical69 shriek70, fell back in strong convulsions.
Two of the domestics were ordered to bear her from the hall; and, when there was again silence, Sir Robert said, "That woman is too artful to betray herself! Let Byles be called in?"
The yeoman re-entered, and Sir Robert began, in a voice so familiar, that Byles was thrown off his guard. "John Byles, how came you to be so foolish as to fall in the ravine the night you and Sam went to shoot the buck?"
"It wasn't I who fell in, my lord—it was—"
"—Sam—who fell in," said Sir Robert, as he saw Byles hesitate to proceed farther. "You are right, yeoman, it was Sam, and you helped him out—but I desire you to tell me, if you had succeeded in conveying the buck to Holgrave's shed, how many nobles Master Calverley was to have given you?"
Byles looked at his interrogator40 as if he had been the evil one himself; but he had committed himself, so he thought it the wiser way to say nothing.
"Why do you not answer, man?" continued Sir Robert, at the same time giving De Boteler a glance, intimating that he wished not to be interrupted. "I know how many the steward promised you, but I desire to know how much you received."
"I neither gave nor promised him any thing," said Calverley, approaching the table under the impression of giving a tone to what Byles should say.
"Thou liest, kern!" said Sir Robert, rising suddenly, and in a voice which made Calverley start back. "My Lord de Boteler, I accuse your steward of bribing71 yonder caitiff to slay72 a buck with shafts stolen from Stephen Holgrave, and then to lay the slaughtered73 animal in Holgrave's barn. I also accuse him of prevailing74 upon that man's wife to lay the crime of murder upon an innocent woman! And, my lord, if you will hold a court to-morrow morning, one whom I found in the Tower, will prove my charges, and the wronged shall be righted."
"Calverley done all this!" said the baron in a tone of incredulity; but then, as the steward's persevering75 hostility76 to Holgrave flashed across his mind, it seemed to bring conviction.
The hall at this moment presented a strange spectacle. Every individual except Isabella and Oakley, were on their feet. The domestics, though not venturing to proceed beyond their own table, were bending their heads eagerly forward, to look more particularly at Calverley than at Byles, as if this charge of crime had developed some new feature in the man. Byles, with his hale complexion, changed to the paleness of a corpse77, stood trembling at the foot of the table, at the head of which was standing78 De Boteler, with a flushed countenance and his eyes fixed upon Calverley, with such a look, that if the glance of an eye could have killed, the steward would have been consumed on the spot. There was an instant of silence, or at least there was nothing but an indistinct murmur from the lower end of the hall; and Calverley, who seemed strangely composed, took advantage of the moment to say, though without raising his eyes—
"My lord, whatever charges Sir Robert Knowles may have against me, I am ready to meet them."
"Peace, wretch!" said De Boteler, choking with passion. "Here, let these plotters be confined separately till the morrow—and, Luke," he added, to the old steward, "let you and John Oakley go instantly to Holgrave, and see him removed from the keep, and put him into a warm bed—and take ye a flask79 of wine and pour some down his throat—and see that the leech attend him." He now turned to Isabella and strove to dispel80 from her mind the sad thoughts that the last half hour had called up, but it was not, as the baron imagined, the remembrance of her murdered child alone, which had sent a paleness to her cheek, and a tremor81 through her frame; it was rather the thought that through judging rashly she had been an accessory to the death of one who perhaps deserved reward rather than punishment.
The next morning the hall was again converted into a court of justice. De Boteler took his seat, and the eager vassals82 crowded in to hear the expected justification83 of Stephen Holgrave. Calverley, as being a party accused, was of course incapacitated from filling the accustomed situation in the court; and as old Luke was too infirm, Oakley was selected. Black Jack had begun to be very calculating—a portion of the money he had received in London had already disappeared in his secret debauchery. The bribe84 was not so large as he had been led to expect, and he had sense enough to know that his habits were not adapted for turning what remained to any account. The stewardship85 of Sudley was so easy and profitable! The very thought of it was delightful—and as nothing had as yet transpired86 to criminate him, he accepted of the temporary dignity with the most sanguine87 hopes that Calverley's delinquencies might fix him in it permanently88.
But lo! when Calverley's prison door was opened, for the purpose of conducting him to the hall, he was not to be found! It was to no purpose that the baron stormed and threatened, no trace of Calverley could be discovered; but John Byles was brought forward, and, upon being confronted with his own servitor, and promised that if he made a full disclosure, the punishment of the crime should be remitted89, he confessed all with which the reader was made acquainted in the early part of the tale. The question of poisoning was then put, but Byles had cunning enough to remember that no one was privy90 to this but Calverley, and as it might peril91 Mary's life, he stoutly denied all knowledge of the matter. Mary Byles, who had also been kept in durance, was then introduced, but she was more collected than on the preceding evening, and would admit nothing. She knew not any thing of the buck—and she could say nothing more respecting the poisoning than she had already said at Gloucester, and the supposition of Edith's innocence, was compelled to rest upon the servitor's oath, who swore that he had heard Mary say, on the evening she returned from Gloucester, what Sir Robert had repeated. This, coupled with the circumstance that, together with the poisoning, Mary had denied what her husband had admitted, and what could not have happened without her knowledge, brought sufficiently93 conclusive94 evidence to convince every one that Edith had died a martyr95 to Mary's cruelty or carelessness.
As the baron had promised not to punish, Byles and his wife were dismissed unharmed; but from that hour forward, they were regarded by all as under ban, and therefore shunned96 as much as possible. We should premise6, however, that before Byles was permitted to leave the hall, Stephen Holgrave was led in, that he might receive a public acquittal. When Holgrave entered, supported by one of the servitors, and, appearing unable to stand, was seated on a stool, Sir Robert Knowles, who had more than once taken a strong interest in him, started up, and was about to make some observation; but recollecting98 himself, he resumed his seat, and remained silent. De Boteler himself felt a glow of shame and a qualm of conscience, as he looked upon the white, swollen face, and bent99 and shrunken form of one who had, in the moment of peril, sprung, with the vigour100 and ferocity of the tiger, between him and death. Holgrave had not been informed why the agonizing101 punishment had been remitted, nor why he had been placed in a comfortable bed, and every attention paid him; and he only suspected that, perceiving severity could effect nothing, they were unwilling102 to lose their victim, and wished again to try the effect of a milder treatment. His suspicions seemed confirmed, when, upon an order from De Boteler, a page approached, and presented him with a cup of wine. Although, as we have said, suspecting the motive of so much indulgence, he drank the wine, and then, looking round the hall, wondered why there had been such a gathering103 of the vassals, and why their looks were bent upon him with such friendly interest, and why words of pity and triumph were murmured amongst them; then he wondered why Jack Straw was sitting in Calverley's place, and what fault John Byles and his wife had committed, that they stood there like criminals. These thoughts, however, had scarcely passed through his mind, when the baron addressed him in a gentle tone.
"Stephen Holgrave," said he, "you remember, some seven years since, being accused of shooting a buck in my chase. It is not to repeat the charge that I sent for you, but, before this noble sir and these vassals, publicly to acquit97 you of the base deed. He who stole your arrows, and shot the animal, stands there!" and he pointed104 towards Byles.—"And he who bribed105 him to be a thief and a liar55, aware of his guilt106, has fled, and has for the present escaped my vengeance107. And now, Holgrave, it repents108 me that I dealt so hardly by your mother, for, as I hope to die a Christian's death, I believe she died innocent."
Sir Robert had remarked the sudden flush, and then the death-like paleness, which had passed over Holgrave's face, as his glance fixed upon Byles; and perceiving that, as his dead mother was spoken of, he became excessively agitated109, he ordered his page to carry him another cup of wine; and the two criminals being removed, De Boteler continued,
"Approach, Stephen Holgrave."
Holgrave arose, and though he trembled, excitement had lent him such strength, that he walked up to the baron without assistance. De Boteler then, taking Holgrave's right hand, pushed him, with a gentle violence, away, at the same instant repeating, in a loud voice, "Away! thou art free!" and then added, "Hear, all ye assembled, that I, Roland de Boteler, release Stephen Holgrave from his bondage110, and that from henceforth he oweth me no allegiance, except what is due as a vassal in chivalry111."
And now the vassals, who had hitherto kept in tolerable order, upon seeing Holgrave again a free man, set up such a joyful112 shout, that the approach of the royal guest was not known until the portals were thrown open, and Richard, leaning familiarly upon the arm of the Earl of Oxford113, entered the hall.
"You hold a court to-day, my Lord de Boteler," said Richard, as the baron hurried forward between the ranks of the shrinking vassals to welcome the monarch114.
Words of courteous115 gratulation were uttered by De Boteler, as he led his visitor to a splendid chair which had been prepared for him, and presented, on his knee, a cup of spiced wine. During this, Isabella and Lady Ann Knowles had entered the hall, and, after being presented to the king, Lady Ann whispered to Sir Robert, who requested that Holgrave, who was about to depart, although no longer a prisoner, should remain in the castle, at least for that day. Holgrave promised acquiescence116, and the hall being cleared of the tenantry, Richard and the attendant lords, whom he and his favourite had by half an hour outstripped117, presently sat down to a splendid banquet.
During their ride, Robert de Vere had acquainted Richard with the singular disappearance118 of his sister's infant son, and with the suspicions she entertained respecting Holgrave. That love of the marvellous, which seems inherent in youth, was awakened119 in all its vigour in the young king; and, as the repast concluded, he heard, with a feeling of pleasure, De Boteler ask permission to interrogate120 a vassal in his presence.
"Please your highness," continued the baron, "the man is exceedingly stubborn. We suspect him of having stolen our child, but nothing has as yet been able to extract a confession121, though, perhaps, your highness's presence may have some effect."
The domestics at the lower table had withdrawn122, and Oakley, who was continued in his functions as steward, was ordered to see that Holgrave attended.
"Stephen Holgrave," said De Boteler, as the former approached, "I have sent for you, to certify123, in this presence, that I restore to you the land you were once possessed124 of, with its stock and crops; and whatever you may need besides shall be given you from the stores of the castle:—it is only giving you back your own, Stephen. But it is his grace's pleasure, that now, as your late offences are forgiven, you make a full disclosure of whatever you know respecting my stolen child."
All eyes were now riveted125 upon Holgrave; and a mind, less firm, would have trembled and hesitated until the whole truth was either revealed or suspected: but Holgrave, although prepared for such interrogatories, did not appear disposed to give an immediate126 reply. He had lost the confidence in fair speeches he once possessed. His freedom had been torn from him, and, though now pronounced free, what surety had he that the morrow might not again behold127 him a bond-slave? Thoughts like these could easily be detected in the contraction128 of the brow, and compression of the lips; and there might also have been detected, together with a resentment129 for the suspicions which had been cast upon his mother, a determination not to subject himself to the chances of further persecution130 by acknowledging the wrong he had done. At this moment, when the colour was receding92 from De Boteler's cheek, and when every respiration131 which Isabella drew was distinctly audible, a figure, which had stood unnoticed behind one of the statues, moved on, and, ascending132 one step of the elevation133, threw back a cloak from his shoulders and a cowl from his head, revealing the strongly marked countenance and imposing134 figure of John Ball! Several of the attendants sprung forward to secure him; but a motion from De Boteler restrained their zeal135, and, without noticing the action of the menials, the monk136, regarding those only who sat round the table, addressed them in that deep, solemn tone peculiar137 to him.
"Start not," said he, "John Ball is not come to harm you;—he never harmed any to whom God gave the breath of life,—neither did he counsel the blood which has been spilt. A price is set upon his head—but think ye the homeless wanderer fears to die? Baron of Sudley, I have come thus far to tell you what I told you once before—that if ye will swear to set free the bondmen of Sudley, the child you mourn as dead shall be restored to you!"
"O! swear, Roland! swear!" said Isabella, starting from her seat, and, forgetful of all save her own intense feelings, she clasped her hands on her husband's shoulder.
"I do swear," said De Boteler, taking a crucifix from the monk, who extended one towards him, and kneeling before Richard; "I do swear, upon this blessed cross, and before my liege lord, that if my child is restored to me, so that I can claim him as my own, I will release every bondman within this manor138, and that, from thenceforth, there shall be no more bondage in the barony of Sudley."
"Stephen, will ye restore the child?"
"I will," replied Holgrave, with softened139 feelings and a brightening countenance, "the child, my lord, shall be given up to you."
"He shall be given up," repeated the monk; and then, clasping his hands upon his bosom140, he descended141 the steps, strode through the hall, and, in less than a minute, re-appeared, leading in Margaret and the child, and followed by the galleyman.
Although, from the growth of the boy thus introduced, it might be judged he was about eight years, yet there was that sparkling vivacity142, and that lightness of lip and eye which belong to an earlier age; and, as the wandering glance of the dark eye, and the smile of the red lip, met De Boteler's gaze, a tumultuous throbbing143 in his bosom told him that the child was indeed his own.
Isabella rose, and attempted to approach the boy—but the body was not able to bear the fervour of the spirit. Her heart sickened, the light faded from her eyes, and she sank back in the arms of the sympathizing Lady Knowles.
"That boy is yours, my lord," said Sir Robert Knowles, "let who will be the mother!"
"Peace, profane144 jester!" said the monk. "Baron of Sudley, do you believe that this is the son thy lady mourned?"
"I do believe," returned the baron, in a more subdued145 voice than mortal had ever heard from him before; and he approached the child, who was nestling close to Margaret, and looking around with an abashed146 but inquisitive48 countenance.
"My Lord de Boteler," said Holgrave, drawing the child almost forcibly from Margaret, "as I hope that my mother is a saint in heaven, the child is yours. I was a bondman—was motherless—childless—and I thought it would be no crime to make you, too, desolate147!"
De Boteler looked at Holgrave as he spoke67, but did not reply; but, placing his hand upon the full shoulder that rose above the boy's tunic148, he bent his head down and kissed the child's forehead.
"The child is exceedingly like you!" remarked Richard.
"There is a resemblance, my lord," said Oxford: "but it is not likenesses nor assertions that will satisfy me—I require proof!"
"And proof you shall have," replied the monk. "Holgrave, declare how you obtained the child!"
Isabella, who had recovered her consciousness, and who now, with almost convulsive extacy, was embracing the child, cast an angry glance at her brother, as if she feared that some discrepancy149 in the proof might bring her right to claim him in question. De Boteler, however, did not appear displeased150, but merely said, "Holgrave, you have not declared how you obtained the child."
"If it please you, my lord, when I was a boy, I was one morning rubbing down one of the late lord's horses for the servitor, whose duty it was to do it, when, all on a sudden, as I was stooping down to wipe the horse's feet, I saw the wall at the back of one of the stalls open, and out came the old baron. He looked round, but fortunately, or it may be unfortunately for him who is now lord, he did not see me."
"And you discovered where the secret opening led?"
"Yes—with all the curiosity of a boy, I afterwards found that the secret door led by some long dark steps to the bed-chamber of the old lord!"
"Did you mention your discovery to any one?"
"To no one, until after I had stolen the child—and then I told all to father John."
"This story," remarked the Earl of Oxford, "requires proof as much as any thing else."
"You shall receive that of your own eyes," said Holgrave, "if it please you to accompany me;" and Richard, expressing a wish to witness every thing connected with the strange discovery, arose, and, with De Boteler, Oxford, and Sir Robert Knowles, proceeded as we have before described, to the bed-chamber. "From that bed, my lord," said Holgrave to De Boteler, "I took the child—it slept soundly—I crept down these steps—it was a dark night—and I got home without being seen!"
"This is not satisfactory proof," said Oxford.
"My lord, I have more to shew you," resumed Holgrave.
They then descended to the stabling, and, followed by many inquisitive eyes, went on to Holgrave's cottage.
It was uninhabited, but the door was fastened, and Holgrave forcing it open, led the way into the deserted152 abode153. A chill came over him as he removed the chest; but taking up a shovel154 from a corner, where he himself had thrown it, he prepared to remove the clay. He hesitated for a moment, and then began his task;—he had dug about a foot deep, when, raising up a slip of wood about one foot broad and two in length, the perfect form of an infant, lying beneath, caused those who were looking silently on to utter an exclamation155.
"Poor babe! it was a sad night I laid ye there," said Holgrave, bending over the grave, and looking earnestly at the little corpse; and then kneeling down, he attempted to raise one of the hands, but it dropped crumbling156 from his touch.
Holgrave, although he had exerted himself much during the last hour, was extremely weak; and this little circumstance affected157 him so deeply that he started on his feet, and, to hide the weakness of tears, turned away his head from those who were gazing upon him.
"I was a man, and I felt as a father," said Holgrave, turning again and looking at De Boteler, "and yet I stole your child, and dug that grave, and with my own hands laid in my little one;—and why did I do it? Because I had determined158 that your child should wear the bondage you had given to me."
"This seems strange language from a bondman," said Richard, aside to Oxford.
"The man has an obstinate159 spirit, your grace," returned the earl.
"De Boteler," said Sir Robert Knowles, "this bondage should never have been."
"Was I more than man, that I could tell the traitor160 Calverley deceived me?" impatiently returned the baron, as he felt, though not choosing to acknowledge it, that he had done wrong when he insisted on the bondage.
During this brief colloquy161, Holgrave had again bent over the grave, and had taken up the box in which were deposited the articles that had been on the young De Boteler. Sir Robert, mistaking his motive, observed, "You must not think of removing the babe, Holgrave. This hut is but of little worth—you can throw it down, and bring a priest to say a prayer over the spot; and then the grave will be as good as if it were in a church-yard."
Holgrave bent his head in acknowledgment to the knight; and, placing the box under his arm, observed, "I hid these, lest they should be witness against me; and now, if it please ye, noble sirs, to come back to the hall, I will restore them to my lady."
When the yeoman had returned to the castle, and presented the box to Isabella, the evidences it contained, in the dress and crucifix, were so conclusive, that the Earl of Oxford gave a kiss of welcome to the little Ralph.
"Baron of Sudley," said John Ball, "do ye acknowledge that child as your son?"
"I do, monk, and I will fulfil my vow162. Stephen Holgrave, to you I give the charge of collecting all my bondmen;—see that they are assembled here to-morrow morning. They shall be freed; and from henceforth, as I vowed163, there shall be no more bondage in Sudley; and, by my faith! I believe I shall be better served by freemen than serfs."
"And, my Lord de Boteler, we feel much inclined to follow your example," said Richard. "The shire of Hereford is our royal patrimony—have ye a scribe here who can draw up a charter?"
Oakley was called upon, and desired to prepare an instrument, to the effect of freeing the bondmen of Hereford.
John Ball, who had looked on and listened with a deep interest, now approached the king, and knelt before him.
"The work that I strove for has begun, and it will finish; but mine eyes will not live to see that day. From the hour that blood was shed I forsook164 the cause; but I hid myself from the snares165 that were laid for me;—for I said, surely the light shall yet rise up in darkness! and it has risen; and it will grow brighter and brighter;—but John Ball's task is done, and he gives himself up to the death that awaits him."
De Boteler said something in a low tone to Richard, who turned to the monk.
"Retire!" said he, "we shall consider of your punishment."
As the monk withdrew, Oakley, who had retired166, for the purpose of transcribing167 the charter, re-entered; and the instrument being presented to Richard, received the royal signature. While this was being done, Oakley, under the impression that the affording a proof of Calverley's guilt, more tangible168 in its nature than mere151 assertions, could not possibly injure himself, and might turn to his permanent advantage, approached De Boteler, and, producing the prohibitory writ169,—
"Please you, my lord," said he, "while searching among Thomas Calverley's writings for parchment, I discovered this."
"Discovered this among my steward's writings!" said the baron as, biting his lip with vexation, he spread open the parchment on the table.
"Why, my Lord de Boteler," said Richard, taking up the writ, and glancing over the characters, "this is a prohibitory writ from the chancery! Where was this found?"
"My liege, in a private box in the steward's room, which, it seems, he had forgotten to lock," replied Oakley, with that propriety170 which he knew how to assume.
The galleyman had stood in the hall, a silent, but delighted, spectator of all we have detailed171. His heart yearned172 to grasp Holgrave's hand, and tell him how much he rejoiced in his freedom; but he dared not presume so far until the yeoman should have been dismissed. Besides, his thoughts were bent upon another object: as Richard raised the parchment for perusal173, the seals attracted his attention, and he instantly recognized it as one he had observed Calverley drop in Gloucester, at the time of Edith's trial; but as he saw the ungracious look the baron cast on Black Jack, he thought he would not irritate him further by mentioning it: yet, stepping forward as Oakley ceased, he said—
"Please your noble grace, that man lies. I found that parchment in an hostelry-yard at Gloucester, six years ago—I know it by the seals; and that John Oakley told me it was an old lease of no use, and so I gave it to him."
"And who are you, varlet?" said Richard, evidently more amused than offended, as he expected some fresh incident to grow out of this affair.
"Please your grace," replied Wells, encouraged by the king's manner, "I am a vintner in the city of London, and I came down to Sudley with Stephen Holgrave's wife, to see what could be done for her husband."
"By my faith! my Lord de Boteler, your hall seems a fitting place to act miracles in," said Richard, laughing.
"There have, indeed, been strange things done here to-day, my liege," replied De Boteler, smiling, but at heart annoyed at the thoughtless observation.
"Oxford," said Richard, "ask the knave174 if he have any more disclosures to make."
"Please you, my lord," said Wells, "I have only to say again, that John Oakley did not find this writing in the castle, and that he is a traitorous175 liar, and that I here challenge him to mortal combat."
"Retire, kerns!" said De Boteler, glancing with anger at Oakley and the galleyman, "and settle your vile176 feuds177 as ye may. Disturb not this noble presence longer."
"Be not angry, my Lord of Sudley: we request you to ask yonder varlet why he calls his fellow such hard names?"
"Please you, my lord," said Wells, nothing daunted178, "did not John Oakley get Stephen Holgrave from the forest of Dean?"
"He did," answered De Boteler, who now remembered Wells as he who had assisted Isabella.
"Then, my lord, I call that man a liar, because he said he found the parchment in the steward's room; and I call him a traitor and a liar, because he got Stephen Holgrave out of the forest of Dean, by saying, that of his own good will, he helped to lay his mother in a church-yard, when he was paid in good broad pieces for doing the work."
Holgrave, weak as he was, and forgetful, even, of the royal presence, sprung upon Oakley. The sight of the writ that would have saved his mother, almost maddened him. He did not exactly comprehend what had been said about the writ; but it seemed, that Oakley was in some measure connected with this, and the sudden conviction, that he was, indeed, the betrayer, gave him such a frantic179 energy, that Black Jack's face grew still blacker beneath his grasp, and he would have dashed him to the ground, had not the baron risen and commanded Holgrave to loose his hold.
"I think," said Sir Robert Knowles, who saw that it was only under the influence of strong feeling that Holgrave could at present be a match for Oakley—"I think it would be better that this retainer accept the vintner's challenge; and should he worst him, then he and Holgrave can settle their quarrel, when a few days shall have given him more strength." This, despite of Holgrave's assurances that his strength was undiminished, was decided180 upon, and the galleyman and Oakley were directed to hold themselves in readiness to try the strength of their weapons on the morrow. They were then ordered to withdraw—Oakley and the galleyman to be lodged that night in the retainers' court, and Holgrave to tell over all he felt to the affectionate Margaret, who, for the present, at Isabella's request, was to occupy an apartment in the castle.
The more Oakley thought of the challenge he had been compelled to accept, the less relish181 he felt to engage in it. Even should he conquer his strong-knit antagonist182, he must have to fight over again with the vindictive183 Holgrave; and he cursed the folly184 which had induced him to produce the writ. However, he had found a golden treasure in Calverley's room: and as he lay tossing on his sleepless185 bed, he resolved to take an opportunity, during the bustle186 of the next morning, to leave the castle. And, indeed, during the bustle of the next morning, an individual of much more consequence than Black Jack might have escaped unheeded.
The incidents of the previous day had caused a strong sensation, not only at Sudley and Winchcombe, but in all the immediate neighbourhood. The presence of a king; the recovery of an heir; and the unheard-of circumstance of giving freedom to the serfs of a whole county, were things well calculated to attract crowds to the castle: and then there were the feastings, and the rejoicings which were to gladden the hearts of all who chose to partake.
The gentle class, and the most respectable portion of the tenantry, prognosticated only evil from this all-advised proceeding187. As they looked on, and saw the bondman and nief, with animated188 countenances189, pouring into the hall, and beheld190 De Boteler, in the presence of the king and the nobles, give freedom to all who approached him, and order that from henceforth they should hold what land they possessed by copy of court-roll, they wondered how far this unprecedented191 innovation would extend, and how people were to get their land cultivated, if the peasant was allowed to go where he liked, and work as he pleased.
When the last bondman was freed, John Ball, who had stood looking on with devouring192 eyes, knelt down, and raising up a cheek suffused193 with the crimson194 of high-wrought feeling, and eyes glistening195 and radiant, ejaculated, in a scarcely audible voice,
"Now will my soul depart in peace, since mine eyes have beheld this day!—now will my spirit rejoice, since thou hast had compassion196 on them that were in fetters197, and hast released the children of the bond!" Then rising, and extending his clasped hands towards De Boteler, he said, in a louder tone, "May the Lord add blessings198 upon thee and thy children! May length of days be thy portion, and mayest thou dwell for ever in the house of the Lord." Then approaching Holgrave, he continued—"Farewell, Stephen! The clemency199 of the King has saved my life, and the voice of the anointed priest hath proved me cleansed200 of the leper spot—but I must now be a dweller201 in a strange land. Tell Margaret that we may not meet again; but surely, if the prayers of a brother can aught avail, mine shall be offered at the footstool of the Highest for her. I could not bid her adieu. Bless thee, Stephen, and bless her, and fare thee well!" He then pressed Holgrave's hand.
"Nay202, father John," said Holgrave, with emotion, "we must not part so."
It was to no purpose that the monk requested, and then commanded, that he should be permitted to pursue his journey alone. Stephen insisted upon accompanying him out of Gloucestershire, and father John, to avoid contention203, feigned to defer204 his departure; but when the tables were spread, and the domestics and vassals had sat down to the feast, Margaret, who had been seeking the monk about the castle, looked and looked again among them all, and at length had to weep over the certainty that she should never more behold her brother. Nor did she; for John Ball did not long survive his exile. On the second anniversary of the bondman's freedom, his own spirit was freed, and his body rested in the cemetery205 of the monastery206 of Cistercium, in Burgundy.
But to return. When the ceremony of enfranchisement207 was fairly over, there arose the cry for the combat, and great was the general disappointment when, upon the galleyman's standing forth prepared for the encounter, no Oakley could be found. "He has skulked208 off to the craven Calverley, I'll warrant," said one. "Aye, aye, as sure as the sun shines, they are sworn brothers," said another: "they think more of saving their heads than sparing their heels." "Did ye ever know one who could read and write, who didn't know how to take care of his carcase," said another, with a sagacious nod; but though these good folks were all very shrewd, they did not happen to fall upon the truth, which was simply this, that as Black Jack was watching an opportunity to escape, without observation, he happened to see the cloak and cowl the monk had thrown off when first appearing in the hall, lying in a corner of the court-yard, where it had been carelessly placed by one of those whose business it was to keep the hall in order. It instantly occurred to him that this might be of use, and contriving209 to remove the cloak, he put it on, and, thus disguised, succeeded in leaving Sudley; but though disguises had so often befriended him, it proved fatal in this instance, for, upon taking a northerly direction, as one where he was least likely to be known, he was recognized as a leader of the commons, and his monkish210 dress inducing a suspicion of his being John Ball, (the monk's pardon not being known), Oakley, although swearing by every thing sacred that he was no monk, was hanged without form of trial, at St. Albans, as one who had stirred up the bondmen to insurrection.
Little more remains211 to be said. De Boteler, upon discovering that Byles held Holgrave's land by virtue212 of the mortgage transferred by the usurer to Calverley, pronounced, in the most summary way, the whole thing illegal. Byles was dispossessed, and the farm, now the largest in the manor, returned to Holgrave, who thus, like old Job, became the possessor of greater wealth after his misfortunes than he had enjoyed before.
When Holgrave's strength was re-established, he waged battle with Byles to prove the yeoman's guilt and his mother's innocence. Byles was no craven, but he was vanquished213 and mortally wounded, and, when death was upon him, confessed the whole transaction. Mary, with her children, fled on the instant; and, some few years after, was seen by Merritt, who had again become a peaceful artizan, begging alms in London.
Isabella, although, of course, never acknowledging her share in the writ, yet, as some atonement, gave a large benefaction to Hailes Abbey, on condition that a certain number of masses should be offered up for Edith.
The little Ralph grew up with a strong predilection214 for the sea, contracted, it was often suspected, by the strange stories he had heard the galleyman repeat; and it is upon record, that Ralph de Boteler, Baron of Sudley, was the first high admiral of England. The young heir always evinced a strong affection for Margaret; so much so, indeed, as sometimes to raise a suspicion in the baroness that her son loved his foster-mother better than herself.
We must not forget Bridget Turner, who was so affected at the death of her husband, and perhaps, too, at the failure of the rising, that she took a journey on foot from Maidstone to Sudley, on purpose to reproach Holgrave with having been the cause of her husband's death. Margaret strove to tranquillize her unhappy feelings, and Holgrave endeavoured to convince her that, although Turner's removal from Sudley might be attributed to him, his connexion with the rising was his own act. And at length Bridget, finding that she was paid more attention by Margaret and Holgrave than she had received even from her own son, took up her permanent abode with them: and sometimes, when she could get the ear of an old neighbour, and talk of former times, and tell what her poor husband had done for Holgrave, when he was a bondman, she felt almost as happy as she had ever been.
About twenty years after this, Margaret, who had become a full, comely dame215, and was by many thought better-looking now than in her youth, was one day bustling216 about her kitchen, for on the morrow her eldest217 son, who had accompanied the Lord Ralph on a naval218 expedition, was expected to bring home, from the galleyman's, in London, a counterpart of the pretty little Lucy. She was busy preparing the ingredients for some sweet dish, when one of Holgrave's labourers came in, and requested her to go to his hut directly, for an old man, who seemed dying, desired much to see her. Providing herself with a little wine, Margaret hastened to the cottage; and here, on a straw bed, lay a man with grey hairs hanging about his shoulders, and with a face so emaciated219, and a hand so skeleton-like, that she almost shuddered220 as she looked. The invalid221 motioned the man to withdraw, and then, fixing his black eyes, that appeared gifted with an intense—an unnatural222 brilliance223, upon Margaret, who seemed fascinated by the gaze, he said in a tremulous voice,—
"Margaret, do you know me?"
"Know you!—know you!" she repeated, starting from the seat she had taken beside him, and retreating a few steps.
"Do not fly me, Margaret. I cannot harm you—I never could have harmed you.—Do you not know me?"
"Surely," said Margaret, trembling from head to foot—"surely it cannot be——"
"I see you have a misgiving53 that it is Thomas Calverley—it is he! But be seated, Margaret, and listen to the last words I shall ever more breathe in mortal ear."
Margaret was so shocked and overpowered, that she obeyed.
"Margaret," said the dying man, as he raised himself a little from his bed, "I know not why I sent for you, or why I dragged my weary limbs from beyond the sea to this place; but as I felt my hour was coming, I longed to look upon you again. You are and have been happy—your looks bespeak224 it: but, Margaret, what do mine tell of?—Of weary days and sleepless nights—of sickness of heart, and agony of soul—of crime—of pain—of sorrow, and deep, destroying love!" His strength was exhausted with the feeling with which he uttered this, and he sunk back on the bed.
Margaret was exceedingly agitated, and was rising to call for assistance, but he caught her hand in his cold grasp. "Do not go yet," he said, in a low voice—"I came far to see you!" His grasp relaxed, and Margaret, drawing away her hand, poured some wine in a cup, and held it to his lips; he swallowed a little, and, looking up in her face, she saw that his eyes were filled with tears. "You are going to leave me, Margaret?"
"Yes," she replied, "I must go now, but I will see you again."
"Never!—you will never see me again!" he said, with fresh energy: "but, before you go, tell me that you forgive me all that is passed."
"I do forgive you, indeed, as truly as I hope to be forgiven!" said Margaret, affected—and turning away, she left the cottage.
On the third day from this, Calverley, bearing the felon's brand, unwept and unknown, was laid in the stranger's grave.
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bribed
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