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And this is a mighty man, who hath, within the week, broke ope my lord Duke Ivo's dungeon of Belsaye, slain divers of my lord Duke's good and loyal subjects, and burnt down the great gallows of my lord Duke." "Ah!" sighed the Duchess, her brows knit thoughtfully, "and what said Duke Ivo to this, Godric?"
Let them compare, again, the opening sentences of the Four Gospels, or of the Acts of the Apostles, with the words with which Reginald begins this life of St. Godric. "By the touch of the Holy Spirit's finger the chord of the harmonic human heart resounds melodiously.
What it was like, he did not like to say, for the most obvious reason that he saw nothing, and was an honest man. Godric answered wisely enough, that "no man could perceive the substance of the spiritual soul." He told how it was like a dry, hot wind rolled into a sphere, and shining like the clearest glass, but that what it was really like no one could express.
"Thereafter away he rode, he and all his company, and after them, I grieving and alone, to seek thee, dear my lady. And behold, I have found thee, the good Saint Martin be praised!" "Verily thou hast found me, Godric!" sighed the Duchess, looking upon Beltane very wistfully.
Hand in hand they went a-down the winding stair, down, to the great, dim courtyard that whispered to their tread. And, thereafter, mounting in haste, the Duchess galloped from Mortain, unheeding stern old Godric by her side and with never a look behind, dreaming ever of Beltane with cheeks that crimsoned 'neath her hood.
Nay, dear lady, 'tis madness, bethink thee! O dear my Mistress O little Helen that I have cherished all thy days, bethink thee do not this thing " "Godric, did not the Duke, my father, strictly charge thee to follow ever my call?" "Aye, my lady." "Then follow now!" And so she turned and beckoned, and Godric perforce followed after.
Voban was bound to Sir John Godric by as strong ties of affection as I. What was more, by a secret letter I had sent to George Washington, who was then as good a Briton as myself, I had been able to have my barber's young brother, a prisoner of war, set free. I felt that he had something to say to me. But he turned away and disappeared among the crowd.
"So now," spake on the Duchess, "let us to the chapel where good Father Angelo shall give us heaven's blessing upon this our union." "Lady," said Godric, "Friar Angelo was summoned to the village this night, nor is he come again yet." "Then go fetch him," sighed the Duchess, "and O, Godric, hasten!" Thereafter turned she to the assemblage, gentle-eyed.
But Godric not only got safe thither, but went out of his way home by Spain to visit the sanctuary of St. James of Compostella, a see which Pope Calixtus II. had just raised to metropolitan dignity.
And then it was certain that Godric, the earl's man, would have cut me down before I could have drawn sword, had I not already held the weapon unsheathed. And that was because I looked on the penny and its setting before belting on the scabbard.
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