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Those were the horses that would go back to Dethick and Derby, and, may be, half over England. He walked to and fro half a dozen times without speaking, and, if he had but guessed it, he might have been comforted to know that his manhood flowed in upon him, as a tide coming in over a flat beach. These instants added more years to him than as many months that had gone before.
Merton among them, come in to welcome the son of the Squire of Matstead, returned under a feigned name, unknown even to his father, and there, too, was honest Dick Sampson, come up from Dethick to see his old master.
The Babingtons had their country house at Dethick and their town house in Derby; the Audreys owned a matter of fifteen hundred acres at least all about Matstead; and the FitzHerberts, it was said, scarcely knew themselves all that they owned, or rather all that had been theirs until the Queen's Grace had begun to strip them of it little by little on account of their faith.
As he came up the broken ground on to the crest of the hill, he saw Anthony come out of the yard-gate and the yeoman with him. Then Anthony mounted his horse and rode down towards him, bidding the man stay, over his shoulder. "It is all plain enough," shouted Anthony loud enough for the man to hear. "It is Dethick that must pay. You need not come up, Robin; we must do the paying."
Well, that is not so, but it may make it easier for him to believe it for a while.... You must go somewhere where there is a priest.... Where can you go?" Robin considered. "I could go to Dethick," he said. "That is not far enough away, I think." "I could come here," he suggested artfully. A smile lit in her eyes, shone in her mouth, and passed again into seriousness.
Master Manners was as good a Catholic as Master Audrey himself; and the families met at mass perhaps as much as four or five times in the year, either at Padley, where Sir Thomas' chapel still had priests coming and going; sometimes at Dethick in the Babingtons' barn; sometimes as far north as Harewood. And now a man's trouble was come upon the boy. The cause of it was as follows.
"Master Antony Babington, Esquire, of Dethick; Mistress Cicely Talbot, of Bridgefield."
"Ah! you Papists would starve us altogether if you could," roared the minister, who wished no better than to be at peace with his neighbours, and was all for liberty. "You will get your tithe safe enough one of you, at least," said Robin. "It is but a matter as to who shall pay it." He waved good-day to the minister and set his horse to the Dethick track.
Do you think he'll ever have a Papist in his house again?" "Did he say so?" "No; but he said enough about his 'young cub.... Nonsense, man! Come home with me to Dethick. We'll find occupation enough." "Did he say he would not have me home again?" "No," bawled Anthony. "I have told you he did not say so outright.
Anthony Babington who was come now to see her, and it was his third visit since the summer. But she knew well enough what he was come for, since his young wife, whom he had married last year, was no use to him in such matters: she had lately had a child, too, and lived quietly at Dethick with her women.
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