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Something had lighted in his eyes since the day before, when he had told her his story of Red Godwyn. She wondered what it was. They went together over the place, escorted by Bolter.
There had been a certain Red Godwyn who had ruled his piece of England before the Conqueror came, and who had defied the interloper with such splendid arrogance and superhuman lack of fear that he had won in the end, strangely enough, the admiration and friendship of the royal savage himself, who saw, in his, a kindred savagery, a power to be well ranged, through love, if not through fear, upon his own side.
"I am loth to leave you to-night," said Landless. Godwyn smiled. "And I am always loth to see you go, but it were selfish to keep you listening to a garrulous, wakeful old man, when your young frame is in sore need of rest. Good-night, dear lad." Landless gave him his hands. "Good-night," he said. He stood below the other at the foot of the low bank to which was moored his stolen boat.
I will gladly listen to any counsel you may have to give anent this matter." Havisham shook his head. "I have nothing to say. The spirit of the father lives in the son. Skillful in planning, bold in action was Warham Landless!" "I am but the tool of Robert Godwyn," said Landless. "You approve, then, of our arrangements?" "Entirely.
Godwyn, the head of a great conspiracy, was dead, leaving him, Landless, in some sort his successor.
And seizing her in his arms caught her to his breast, calling for a priest to make them one within the hour. I am quoting the chronicle. I was fifteen when I read it first." "It is spirited," said Betty, "and Red Godwyn was almost modern in his methods."
The earliest mention of this locality is when one Godwyn, a hermit, retired here in the reign of Henry I., and "built a cell near a little rivulet, called in different records Cuneburne, Keelebourne, Coldbourne, and Kilbourne, on a site surrounded with wood."
He wanted to hear what she would say. "An ancestor of mine a certain Red Godwyn was a barbarian immensely to my taste. He became enamoured of rumours of the beauty of the daughter and heiress of his bitterest enemy. In his day, when one wanted a thing, one rode forth with axe and spear to fight for it." "A simple and alluring method," commented Betty. "What was her name?"
Godwyn waited for the buzz of voices to cease and then calmly proceeded, "As to this man whom Luiz Sebastian hath brought with him, I know nothing. But it matters little. Sooner or later we must engage his class, as well commence with him as with another. He will be faithful for his own sake." The dark faces of his audience cleared gradually.
For though Godwyn, and Baxter, and Fox, differed as to the articles of their faith, we find them impelled by the spirit of christianity, which is of infinitely more importance than a mere agreement in creeds, to the same good end.
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