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The prospect was not new to them, for Martin's long labours had not been in vain; but while Drogo was at Walderne, and the royal party triumphant, it seemed useless to hope for its realisation. Now things had changed, and there was hope that the breach would be healed. "His last prayer was for peace," said Grimbeard. "Should not mine be the same?
The rivalry between Drogo and Hubert became the more intense that both lads were bound to suppress it; and after the return of the latter from Sussex, it found vent in many acts of hostility and spite on the part of the former, who was the older and bigger boy. Yet he could not bully Hubert to any extent. The indomitable pluck and courage of the youngster prevented it.
"And now, Drogo, whom I knew so well of old, and in whom I see little change, what is thy charge against me?" "A very serious one, brother Martin, and one I grieve to bring against such an eloquent preacher of the Gospel, but my conscience compels me." "Thy conscience!" "Yes, I can afford to keep one as well as thou. Dost thou think thou art the only creature who has a soul to be saved?"
I will measure myself with the armed ones first, then I may deal with knight, mayor, and friar. Till then, keep them in ward." Drogo was deeply disappointed. He had hoped to witness the execution of Martin, which he could not carry out himself, owing to the "superstitious" scruples of his followers, and to gain this he would have sacrificed the ransoms of the other two.
But his gaoler was very uneasy, and wandered about the dark passages like a restless spirit. Neither could he help breathing his despair to Martin, as hours passed away and no messenger returned from Drogo with the key. But the answer from the captive was always full of hope. "Be of good cheer, for there has been with me an angel of God, who has assured me that the tyranny will soon be overpast.
So it is for those who win." He whistled shrill, And quick was answered from the hill; That whistle garrisoned the glen, With twice a hundred armed men. In short, the three travellers were surrounded on all sides. Their errand had been betrayed by one of Drogo's outlying scouts. "What is thy purpose, Drogo?" said Martin. "Do ye yield yourselves prisoners?" "On what compulsion?"
"There they go together." "Two boys, each without a second name." "But after all," said Louis, 'I like Hubert better for standing up for his friend." "They are queer friends, as unlike as light and darkness," said Drogo. "Talking of darkness reminds one of your eyes, they are " "Hold your tongue."
If you be Drogo of Walderne, surrender, and spare bloodshed: all who have never harmed us to go free." "Then are we all free. My men are from Kenilworth, and can never have harmed you in word or deed. As for Drogo, he fell by my hand this day in fair combat." "Who art thou, then?" "Hubert, son of Roger of Walderne, and I seek my brother Martin Friar Martin whom you all must know."
She embraced him, while the tears streamed down her cheeks. "Oh, my Martin: Hubert is no more: and thou shouldst have been Lord of Walderne." "I seek a better inheritance, and I have not lost my hope of Hubert's return." "I shall never see him, and I cannot trust Drogo, although he be the nephew of my late dear lord. I fear he will make a bad Lord of Walderne."
The elder were prompted by native spirit; their success encouraged their younger brethren, and the three first in seniority, William, Drogo, and Humphrey, deserved to be the chiefs of their nation and the founders of the new republic.
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