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Updated: June 11, 2025
While busied about some trifling occupation, the door suddenly opened, and Morgan Fenwolf entered the cottage. He was followed by a tall man, with a countenance of extreme paleness, but a noble and commanding figure. There was something so striking in the appearance of the latter person, that it riveted the attention of Mabel.
"The rumour is false," rejoined the cardinal, "and you can now contradict it on your own experience. Harkee, sirrah! where lies Tristram Lyndwood's hut?" Fenwolf looked somewhat surprised and confused by the question. "It lies on the other side of yonder rising ground, about half a mile hence," he said. "But if your grace is seeking old Tristram, you will not find him.
She had only just time to replace it, and to conceal herself in an adjoining passage, when Fenwolf rushed back into the cavern. "It was a false alarm," he cried. "I saw Sir Thomas Wyat in his cell through the loop-hole, and I have brought the key away with me. But I am sure I heard a noise here." "It must have been mere fancy," said Tristram. "All is as we left it."
His first step was to cut off the animal's head, which he performed by a single blow with his heavy trenchant knife. "Give the hounds the flesh," he said, delivering the trophy to Fenwolf; "but keep the antlers, for it is a great deer of head."
Soon afterwards the Lady Anne and her dames retired, and the court breaking up, the two young nobles strolled forth to the stately terrace at the north of the castle, where, while gazing at the glorious view it commanded, they talked over the mysterious event of the previous night. "I cannot help suspecting that the keeper we beheld with the demon hunter was Morgan Fenwolf," remarked the earl.
No fear of your revealing the secret of the cave now, or flying with Mabel ha! ha!" to here. In what manner Herne declared his Passion for Mabel. Utterly disregarding her cries and entreaties, Fenwolf dragged Mabel into the great cavern, and forced her to take a seat on a bench near the spot where a heap of ashes showed that the fire was ordinarily lighted.
When about to fasten the door, Fenwolf found that the lock had got strained, and the bolts would not move, and he was therefore obliged to content himself with placing a bench against it, on which he took a seat.
He will lodge to-night in the deepest dungeon of yon fortification," pointing to the Curfew Tower above them, "there to await the king's judgment; and to-morrow night it will be well for him if he is not swinging from the gibbet near the bridge. Bring him along." And followed by Morgan Fenwolf and the others, with the prisoner, he strode up the hill.
The stranger, who was seated in the stern of the boat, for the first time fixed his large melancholy eyes full upon her, and did not withdraw his gaze till an angle of the lake hid him from view. Marvelling who he could be, and reproaching herself for not questioning Fenwolf on the subject, Mabel resolved to repair the error when the skiff was brought back.
They then procured a steed from the stable, and plunged through the pool into the lake." "Hell's malison upon them, and upon you both!" cried Herne. "But you shall pay dearly for your heedlessness, if, indeed, it has not been something worse. How long have they been gone?" "It may be two hours," replied Fenwolf.
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