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Updated: June 9, 2025
At the threshold of Constance's bower, after the ceremony, the old Lady Le Despenser met the Earl and Countess of Kent. "The Lord bless you, fair daughter!" she said, laying her hands on the bowed head of the bride. But a little later the same evening, she said unexpectedly, "Ay me! I am but a blind thing, Dame Maude; yet this match of the Lady Custance doth sorely misgive me."
But Custance was not left to pass through her terrible ordeal alone. As the Queen's procession filed into the church, Richard of Conisborough placed himself by the side of his sister, and clasped her hand in his: He left her again at the door of her own chamber. No words were spoken between the brother and sister; the hearts were too near each other to need them.
"Ah, dear my Lady," said Maude affectionately, "methinks our Lord can afford to take full measure of the sins of His chosen ones, sith He hath, to bless them, so full and free forgiveness." "Yet that must needs cost somewhat." "Cost!" repeated Maude with deep feeling. "Lady, the cost thereof to Him was the cross." "But to us?" suggested Custance.
She set Maude at work, on a long hem, which was not particularly interesting; and herself began to pin some trimming on a tunic of scarlet cloth. "Pray you, Mistress Alvena," asked Maude at length wedging her question in among a quantity of small-talk "hath the Lady Custance brethren or sustren?"
"Six questions in a breath, Custance!" "Go to one after other. What ware he?" "By my mistress Saint Clare! how should I wit? "And how looked he?" "Ay so!" said Constance tenderly. "And knew he thou shouldst see me?" "I am not well assured, but methinks rather ay than nay." "And what word sent he by thee?" "None." "What, not one word?" "Nay." Constance's voice sank to a less animated tone.
I do foresee she and I shall be great friends." "Lady Custance! "Truly, no, saving to make pies thereof," laughed the little Princess. "Nathless, take my word for it, Maude and I shall be good friends." Was there a recording angel hovering near to note the words? For the two lives, which had that day come in contact, were to run thenceforth side by side so long as both should last in this world.
Then he knelt again and the handkerchief fell. But just as the executioner raised his arm "Just ere the falling axe did part The burning brain from the true heart " One word trembled on the dying lips "Custance!" In another minute, lifting the severed head by its dark auburn hair, the executioner shouted to the sovereign mob "This is the head of a traitor!"
Is it not rather matter for thee thee by thyself, beyond all priests that be? "Nay, in very deed, Custance, thou art a Lollard, else hadst thou never spoken no such a thing!" "What, be Lollards the only men that have a care for their own souls? But be it as thou wilt what will it matter then? Isabel, in good sooth I have sins enough to answer for, neither will I by my good-will add thereto.
Ay, better than behind his back!" cried the defiant Princess. "And to thy face, Harry of Bolingbroke, I do thee to wit that thou art no king of mine, nor I owe thee no allegiance! Wreak thy will on me for saying it! After all, I can die but once; and I can die as beseems a King's daughter; and I would as lief die and be rid of thee as 'bide in a world vexed with thy governance." "Custance!
He is Bread of Life, and Water for cleansing, and Raiment to put on, and Staff for leaning upon, and Shepherd, and Comforter." "Enough, now," said Custance, with that strange gentleness which seemed so unlike her old bright, wilful self. "Leave me learn that lesson ere I crave a new one." The Earl of Northumberland, to induce King Richard to place himself in the power of his cousin Henry.
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