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The next moment the silence was broken, and the uproar broke forth with redoubled violence. The bachelors, leaping from the benches, came hurrying forward on one side, and Myles's friends from the other. "Thou shalt smart for this, Falworth," said one of the older lads. "Belike thou hast slain him!"
And then, without giving time to answer, "Thou canst not deny that I met thee then at thy bidding, canst thou, Falworth?" "Nay," said Myles, "nor haply canst thou deny it either." And at this covert reminder of his defeat Myles's followers laughed scoffingly and Blunt bit his lip. "Thou hast said it," said he. "Then sin.
All three were very serious. "Give thee good den, Myles Falworth," said the Earl, as Myles bowed first to him and then to the others; "and I would have thee prepare thyself for a great happening." Then, continuing directly to the point: "Thou knowest, sirrah, why we have been training thee so closely these three years gone; it is that thou shouldst be able to hold thine own in the world.
"Look'ee, Blunt," called the bachelor; "here is Falworth says they squires will fetch no more water for us." The head bachelor had heard all that had passed, and was even then hastily slipping on his doublet and hose. "Now, then, Falworth," said he at last, striding forward, "what is to do? Ye will fetch no more water, eh? By 'r Lady, I will know the reason why."
So the business dragged along for month after month, until in January the King died suddenly in the Jerusalem Chamber at Westminster. Then matters went smoothly enough, and Falworth and Mackworth swam upon the flood-tide of fortune. So Myles was married, for how else should the story end?
The Earl of Mackworth started up from his seat. "Sir Myles Falworth" he began, violently, and then stopped short, drawing his bushy eyebrows together into a frown stern, if not sinister. Myles withstood his look calmly and impassively, and presently the Earl turned on his heel, and strode to the open window.
"Ho, Falworth!" he cried. "Wilt thou hold truce whiles we parley with ye?" "Aye," answered Myles. "Wilt thou give me thine honor that ye will hold your hands from harming us whiles we talk together?" "Yea," said Myles, "I will pledge thee mine honor." "I accept thy pledge. See! here we throw aside our stones and lay down our knives.
It was the next day that Lord and Lady Falworth and little Myles, together with three of the more faithful of their people, left the castle.
Lady Falworth met them at the head of the stairs; her eyes were very red and her face pale, and as Myles raised her hand and set a long kiss upon it, her lips trembled, and she turned her face quickly away, pressing her handkerchief for one moment to her eyes. Poor lady! What agony of anxiety and dread did she not suffer for her boy's sake that day!
Thy father hath it ready for thee in the chest, and will give it thee to-morrow ere thou goest." Lord Falworth had the grim strength of manhood's hard sense to upbear him in sending his son into the world, but the poor lady mother had nothing of that to uphold her. No doubt it was as hard then as it is now for the mother to see the nestling thrust from the nest to shift for itself.
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