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A flight of arrows was the reply, which penetrated every crevice, and made six troopers stretch their bodies on the ground. "Keep under cover," shouted Drogo. "There will be a fine gathering of arrows when all is done, and it will be long before these old walls crave for mercy. Keep up your courage, men.
And Martin told his plans for a mission in the Andredsweald; of his hope to reclaim the outlaws to Christianity, and to pacify the forests; to reunite the lords of Norman descent and the Saxon peasants together in one common love. "Shall you visit Walderne Castle?" inquired Hubert. "It may fall to my lot to do so." "Avoid Drogo; at least do not trust him. He hates us both." "He may have mended."
"In any place but this Kenilworth they would cost a fellow his ears." "Yes, but Earl Simon loves the English." "Or he wouldn't degrade us by bringing louts from the greenwood amongst us boys whom our fathers would have disdained to set to mind their swine," said Drogo.
Boxing was not a knightly exercise, not taught in the tilt yard, and Drogo could only use his natural weapons as a French boy uses his now.
There was another gathering of the pages in the great hall on the following day. The earl and chaplain were there, the chief forester and his subordinate. Drogo, still suffering from his fall, and by no means improved in appearance, was brought before them. "Drogo de Harengod," said the earl, "I should have doubted of God's justice, had the ordeal to which thou didst appeal gone otherwise.
"Probably your ancestor himself was a swineherd in Normandy, while mine were Thanes in England, and their courteous manners have descended to you," retorted Martin; whereupon Drogo laid his bowstring about his daring junior.
A girl looking after the cure's sheep declared she had found grains of hemp in soup prepared for her by Helene. It was not, however, until 1833 that causing death is laid at her charge. In that year she entered the service of a priest in Guern, one Le Drogo. In the space of little more than three months, from the 28th of June to the 3rd of October, seven persons in the priest's household died.
Before the high altar stood a youthful pair; Hubert of Walderne, now to be known as Radulphus, or Ralph; and Alicia de Grey, who had been sheltered from ill and Drogo as one of the handmaidens of the Countess Eleanor, in keeping for her true love. The good prior, Foville, performed the ceremony and celebrated the mass Pro sponso et sponsa.
Martel, a pharmacist, brother of the doctor who had attended Le Drogo, spoke of his brother's suspicions, suspicions which had recurred on meeting with the cases at Bubry. They had been diverted by the lavishly affectionate attendance Helene had given to the sufferers. Relatives of the victims of Locmine told of Helene's predictions of death, and of her plaints that death followed her everywhere.
It may be then we hope it is not so, but it may be that it was within this ditch that Humphrey and Drogo and William of the Iron Arm were so carefully brought up by their good stepmother, that it was here that the Wiscard played his first childish tricks, with the yet smaller Roger as a willing younger brother.
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