A rough hovel under a fir, used for the storing of wood, had given Yeoland and the harper shelter for the night. The sole refuge left to them by fire, the hut had served its purpose well enough, for grief is not given to grumbling6 over externals in the extremity7 of its distress8.
The girl Yeoland was astir early with the first twitter of the birds in the boughs overhead. Jaspar had made her a couch of straw, and she had lain there tossing to and fro with no thought of sleep. The moon had sunk early over the edge of the world, and heavy darkness had wrapped her anguish9 close about her soul, mocking her with the staring of a dead face. The burning tower had ceased to torch her vigil towards dawn; yet there had been no fleeing from the pale candour of the night.
A slim, white-faced woman she stood shivering in the doorway10 of the hovel. Her eyes were black and lustrous--swift, darting11 eyes full of dusky fire and vivid unrest. Her mouth ran a red streak12, firm above her white chin. Her hair gleamed like sable13 steel. The world was cold about her for the moment, dead and inert14 as her own heart. As she stood there, fine and fragile as gossamer15, the very trees seemed to weep for her with the dawning day.
Some hundred paces from the hut, a cloud of smoke mingled16 with the mist that hung about the blackened walls of the forest tower. Its windows were blind and frameless to the sky; a zone of charred17 wood and reeking18 ashes circled its base. The mist hung above it like a ghostly memory. The place looked desolate19 and pitiful enough in the meagre light.
The girl Yeoland watched the incense20 of smoke wreathing grey spirals overhead, melting symbolic--into nothingness. The pungent21 scent22 of the ruin floated down to her, and became a recollection for all time. This blackened shell had been a home to her, a bulwark23, nay24, a cradle. Sanguine25 life had run ruddy through its heart. How often had she seen its grey brow crowned with gold by the mystic hierarchy26 of heaven. She had found much joy there and little sorrow. A wrinkled face had taught her these many years to cherish the innocence27 of childhood. All this was past; the present found her bankrupt of such things. The place had become but a coffin29, a charnel-house for the rotting bones of love.
As she brooded in the doorway, the smite30 of a spade came ringing to her on the misty31 air. Terse32 and rhythmic33, it was like the sound of Time plucking the hours from the Tree of Life. She looked out over the glade34, and saw Jaspar the harper digging a shallow grave under an oak.
She went and watched him, calmly, silently, with the utter quiet of a measureless grief. There was reason in this labour. It emphasised reality; helped her to grip the present. As the brown earth tumbled at her feet, she remembered how much she would bury in that narrow forest grave.
The man Jaspar was a ruddy soul, like a red apple in autumn. His strong point was his loyalty35, a virtue36 that had stiffened37 with the fibres of his heart. He could boast neither of vast intelligence, nor of phenomenal courage, but he had a conscience that had made gold of his whole rough, stunted38 body. Your clever servant is often a rogue39; in the respect of apt villainy, the harper was a fool.
He ceased now and again from his digging, hung his hooked chin over his spade, and snuffed the savour of the clean brown earth. He thrust curt40, furtive41 glances up into the girl's face as she watched him, as though desirous of reading her humour or her health.
The man wagged his head.
"I cannot eat--yet," she answered him.
He sighed and continued his digging. The pile of russet earth increased on the green grass at her feet; the trench deepened. Jaspar moistened his palms, and toiled44 on, grunting45 as he hove his libations of soil over his shoulder. Presently he stood up again to rest.
"Ride out."
"And whither?"
"Towards Gilderoy--as yet."
"Ah, ah, a fair town and strong. John of Brissac is madame's friend. Good. Have we money?"
"Some gold nobles."
They waxed silent again, and in a while the grave lay finished. 'Twas shallow, but what of that! It gave sanctuary47 enough for the dead.
They went together, and gazed on the sleeping man's face. It was grey, but very peaceful, with no hint of horror thereon. The eyes were closed, and dew had starred the white hair with a glistening49 web. Yeoland knelt and kissed the forehead. She shivered and her hands trembled, but she did not weep.
So they carried the Lord Rual between them, for he was a spare man and frugal50 of frame, and laid him in the grave beneath the oak. When they had smoothed his hair, and crossed his hands upon his breast, they knelt and prayed to the Virgin51 and the saints that in God's heaven he might have peace. The wind in the boughs sang a forest requiem52.
When Yeoland had looked long at the white face in the trench, she rose from her knees, and pointed53 Jaspar to his spade. The harper took the measure of her mind. When she had passed into the shadows of the trees, he mopped his face, and entered on his last duty to the dead. It was soon sped, soon ended. A pile of clean earth covered the place. Jaspar banked the grave with turf, shouldered his spade, and returned to the hovel.
He found the girl Yeoland seated on a fallen tree in the forest, her ebon hair and apple-green gown gleaming under the sweeping54 boughs. Her cheeks were white as windflowers, her eyes full of a swimming gloom. She raised her chin, and questioned the man mutely with a look that smouldered under her arched brows.
"Jaspar?"
"Madame----"
"Have you entered the tower?"
She looked into the vast mazes57 of the woods, shuddered58 in thought, and was silent. Her mouth hardened; the desire melted from her eyes.
"No," she said anon, turning her hood28 forward, and drawing a green cloak edged with sables59 about her, "what would it avail us? Let us sally at once."
A little distance away, their horses, that had been hobbled over night, stood grazing quietly on a patch of grass under the trees. One was a great grey mare60, the other a bay jennet, glossy61 as silk. Jaspar caught them. He was long over the girths and bridles62, for his hands were stiff, and his eyes dim. When he returned, Yeoland was still standing63 like a statue, staring at the blackened tower reeking amid the trees.
"Truly, they have burnt the anguish of it into my heart with fire," she said, as Jaspar held her stirrup.
"God comfort you, madame!"
"Let us go, Jaspar, let us go."
"And whither, lady?"
"Where revenge may lead."
The day brightened as they plunged64 down into the forest. A light breeze rent the vapours, and a shimmer65 of sunlight quivered through the haze66. The tree-tops began to glisten48 gold; and there was life in the deepening promise of the sky. The empty woods rolled purple on the hills; the greensward shone with a veil of gossamer; the earth grew glad.
The pair had scant67 burden of speech upon their lips that morning. They were still benumbed by the violence of the night, and death still beckoned68 to their souls. Fate had smitten69 them with such incredible and ponderous70 brevity. On the dawn of yesterday, they had ridden out hawk71 on wrist into the wilds, lost the bird in a long flight, and turned homeward when evening was darkening the east. From a hill they had seen the tower lifting its flame like a red and revengeful finger to heaven. They had hastened on, with the glare of the fire spasmodic and lurid72 over the trees. In one short hour they had had speech with death, and came point to point with the bleak73 sword of eternity74.
What wonder then that they rode like mutes to a burial, still of tongue and dull of heart? Life and the zest75 thereof were at low ebb76, colourless as a wintry sea. Joy's crimson77 wings were smirched and broken; the lute78 of youth was unstrung. A granite79 sky had drawn80 low above their heads, and to the girl a devil ruled the heavens.
Before noon they had threaded the wild waste of woodland that girded the tower like a black lagoon81. They came out from the trees to a heath, a track that struck green and purple into the west, and boasted nought82 that could infringe83 the blue monotony of the sky. It was a wild region, swept by a wind that sighed perpetually amid the gorse and heather. By the black rim3 of the forest they had dismounted and partaken of bread and water before pushing on with a listless persistence84 that won many miles to their credit.
The man Jaspar was a phlegmatic85 soul in the hot sphere of action. He was a circumspect86 being who preferred heading for the blue calm of a haven87 in stormy weather, to thrusting out into the tossing spume of the unknown. The girl Yeoland, on the contrary, had an abundant spirit, and an untamed temper. Her black eyes roved restlessly over the world, and she tilted88 her chin in the face of Fate. Jaspar, knowing her fibre, feared for her moods with the more level prudence89 of stagnant90 blood. Her obstinacy91 was a hazardous92 virtue, hawk-like in sentiment, not given to perching on the boughs of reason. Moreover, being cumbered with a generous burden of pity, he was in mortal dread93 of wounding her pale proud grief.
By way of being diplomatic, he began by hinting that there were necessities in life, trivial no doubt, but inevitable94, as sleep and supper.
"Lord John of Brissac is your friend," he meandered95, "a strong lord, and a great; moreover, he hates those of Gambrevault, God chasten their souls! Fontenaye is no long ride from Gilderoy. Madame will lodge96 there till she can come by redress97?"
Madame had no thought of being beholden to the gentleman in question. Jaspar understood as much from a very brief debate. Lord John of Brissac was forbidden favour, being as black a pard when justly blazoned98 as any seigneur of Gambrevault. The harper's chin wagged on maugre her contradiction.
"We have bread for a day," he chirped99, dropping upon banalities by way of seeming wise. "The nights are cold, madame, damp as a marsh100. As for the water-pot----"
"Water may be had--for the asking."
"And bread?"
"I have money."
"Then we ride for Gilderoy?"
The assumption was made with an excellent unction that betrayed the seeming sincerity101 of the philosopher. Yeoland stared ahead over her horse's ears, with a clear disregard for Jaspar and his discretion102.
"We are like leaves blown about in autumn," she said to him, "wanderers with fortune. You have not grasped my temper. I warrant you, there is method in me."
Jaspar looked blank.
"Strange method, madame, to ride nowhere, to compass nothing."
She turned on him with a sudden rapid gleam out of her passionate103 eyes.
"Nothing! You call revenge nothing?"
The harper appealed to his favourite saint.
"St. Jude forfend that madame should follow such a marsh fire," he said.
They had drawn towards the margin104 of the heath. Southwards it sloped to the rim of a great pine forest, that seemed to clasp it with ebonian arms. The place was black, mysterious, impenetrable, fringed with a palisading of dark stiff trunks, but all else, a vast undulation of sombre plumes105. Its spires106 waved with the wind. There was a soundless awe107 about its sable galleries, a saturnine108 gloom that hung like a curtain. In the vague distance, a misty height seemed to struggle above the ocean of trees, like the back of some great beast.
Yeoland, keen of face, reined109 in her jennet, and pointed Jaspar to this landscape of sombre hues110. There was an alert lustre111 in her eyes; she drew her breath more quickly, like one whose courage kindles112 at the cry of a trumpet113.
"The Black Wild," she said with a little hiss114 of eagerness, and a glance that was almost fierce under her coal-black brows.
Jaspar shook his head with the cumbersome115 wit of an ogre.
"Ha, yes, madame, a bloody116 region, packed with rumours117, dark as its own trees; no stint118 of terror, I warrant ye. See yonder, the road to Gilderoy."
The girl in the green cloak seemed strongly stirred by her own thoughts. Her face had a wild elfin look for the moment, a beautiful and daring insolence119 that deified her figure.
"And Gilderoy?" she said abstractedly.
"Gilderoy lies south-east; Gambrevault south-west many leagues. Southwards, one would find the sea, in due season. Eastwards120, we touch Geraint, and the Roman road."
"We will take to the forest," ran her decretal.
Here was crass122 sentiment extravagantly123 in the ascendant, mad wilfulness124 pinioning125 forth126 like a bat into gloom. Jaspar screwed his mouth into a red knot, blinked and waxed argumentative with a vehemence127 that did his circumspection128 credit.
"A mad scheme."
"What better harbour for the night than yonder trees?"
"Who will choose us a road? I pray you consider it."
Yeoland answered him quietly enough. She had set her will on the venture, was in a desperate mood, and could therefore scorn reason.
"Jaspar, my friend," she said, "I am in a wild humour, and ripe for the wild region. Peril129 pleases me. The unknown ever draweth the heart, making promise of greater, stranger things. What have I to lose? If you play the craven, I can go alone."
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120 eastwards | |
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124 wilfulness | |
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