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"Whose is the shield behind him silver with scarlet drops?" asked Knolles. "It is his Squire, William of Montaubon," Calverly answered. "And there are the golden lion of Rochefort and the silver cross of Du Bois the Strong. I would not wish to meet a better company than are before us this day. See, there are the blue rings of young Tintiniac, who slew my Squire Hubert last Lammastide.
If indeed, for the sake of your old friendship with my father, you would retain the executorship I am sure Lord Frederick Calverly will be no sort of use! till the affairs of the will, death-duties, debts, and so on, are settled and would at the same time give up any other connection with the property and myself, I should be enormously grateful to you.
"He's a good man." He nerved himself to come to a point at which he had long been aiming: "Look here, Edith! Why did you marry him?" "Do you mean, why did I marry him in particular, or why did I marry any one?" "I mean both." "Oh, I don't know. There there seemed to be reasons." That was at Tunbridge Wells in the twilight, on the terrace of the old Calverly Hotel.
Why so silent, Nigel?" "Indeed, fair sir, I was looking toward Josselin, which lies as I understand beyond those woods. I see no sign of this debonair gentleman and of his following. It would be indeed grievous pity if any cause came to hold them back." Hugh Calverly laughed at the words. "You need have no fear, young sir," said he.
He broke into a gap-toothed smile as he looked round at the circle, the wizened seneschal, the blond giant, Nigel's fresh young face, the grim features of Knolles, and the yellow hawk-like Calverly, all burning with the same desire. "I see that I need not doubt the good-will," said he, "and of that I was very certain before I came upon this errand.
Yet it is not for us to fall out among ourselves now at this last moment, and I have ever heard that Croquart is a very worthy and valiant man. Therefore, I will pledge you on jeopardy of my soul that I will accept him as leader if you fall." "So will I also, Richard," said Calverly. "And I too!" cried Belford. "But surely I hear music, and yonder are their pennons amid the trees."
As for Marsh, he had only to obey. Judge for yourself: the mild, gray-haired vicar of Calverly, who now leaned on la Marsh as on a staff, thought it right at the beginning to ascertain that she was not opposing her husband's views. He put a query of this kind as delicately as possible. "My husband!" cried she. "If he refused to go to heaven with me, I'd take him there by the ear."
Lady Calverly followed suit by declaring that Mr. Purling was a pattern young man, everyone gave him so good a character. They did hope to see him at Compton Revel directly he got back to England. Then Miss Fanshawe metaphorically prostrated herself before Mrs. Purling, and by judicious phrases and ready sympathy completely won her good-will.
In another minute he and his men would have been stretched senseless before this terrible circle of steel, when suddenly the whole array fell in pieces before his eyes, his enemies Croquart, Knolles, Calverly, Belford, all were stretched upon the ground together, their weapons dashed from their hands and their bodies too exhausted to rise.
"You certainly made an impression upon her, Phillipa," said Lady Calverly afterwards. "She is a vain and rather silly old woman," Miss Fanshawe replied. Language that might have opened Mrs. Purling's eyes. "But I am very glad you became such good friends. Purlington is a very desirable place." Here, then, was a faint clue to the mystery of Mrs. Purling's tardy reception at Compton Revel.
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