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Updated: May 23, 2025
But after the first evening Aymer Aston betrayed by no sign whatever that the past had any power to harm him through the medium of little Christopher, and his father grew daily more satisfied and content over the wisdom of their joint action. They stayed in town all that summer. Mr.
Let passion out, if you will; but chase this desponding gloom from the brow of a man and a belted knight." Sir John de Walton made an effort to speak, and succeeded with some difficulty. "Aymer de Valence," he said, "in irritating a madman you do but sport with your own life;" and then remained silent.
He had deliberately used the very helplessness that was his son's best excuse for his outbreak, to check the same, and however thankful for his success, the means were bitter to him also, only he was not going to let Aymer see it or get off without further word. "I shall have to send you to school again," he said, picking up the broken glass. "I can't have Nevil's property treated like this.
"In God's name, Diccon, an thou canst, aid me to recover the child of my bosom!" "Do not thou interrupt me with thine ill-timed avarice," said the Outlaw, "and I will deal with him in thy behalf." He then turned from the Jew, who followed him, however, as closely as his shadow. "Prior Aymer," said the Captain, "come apart with me under this tree.
"Your honour must be informed, gentle Sir Aymer de Valence, that I have heard this story told at a great distance from the land in which it happened, by a sworn minstrel, the ancient friend and servant of the house of Douglas, one of the best, it is said, who ever belonged to that noble family.
"He shall grant thee whatever thou dost list, Isaac," said the Captain; "and thou shalt lay down the redemption money for Prior Aymer as well as for thyself." "For myself! ah, courageous sirs," said the Jew, "I am a broken and impoverished man; a beggar's staff must be my portion through life, supposing I were to pay you fifty crowns." "The Prior shall judge of that matter," replied the Captain.
The tired child yielded to the slight pressure of the arm his head dropped against his new friend the room was very quiet only Mr. Aymer must have been mistaken. It seemed to Christopher a thin black-clad woman was in the room somewhere she was looking at Aymer and would not see him at first then she turned her head he called "Mother," and opened his eyes to find Mr. Aymer bending over him.
"Aymer, my dear old fellow, if you must turn on someone, then turn on me. I understand how it is. Vespasian doesn't. That's not fair. It's the way of a fractious invalid, not of a sane man. Where's your pride?" Aymer bit his lip. He was helpless and humiliated, but after all it was his father. He looked up at him at last with a crooked smile. "I've none in your power like this, sir.
"Yonder is the castle," said Aymer de Valence, extending his arm with a smile of triumph upon his brow; "thou mayst judge thyself, whether the defences added to it under the Clifford are likely to render its next capture a more easy deed than the last." The minstrel barely shook his head, and quoted from the Psalmist "Nisi Dominus custodiet."
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