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Good-day to you," she continued, as if she had then first become aware of the presence of her grandson. Jocelyne hastily gave her grandmother the volume which she had laid down upon the table; and whispering in her cousin's ear, as she passed, "She has spoken, she will be better now," sat down once more by her side.
"There were beams and posts that descended to the water's edge," pursued Jocelyne, her eyes sparkling and her cheek now flushed with the animation of her tale. "Alayn aided me, although unwillingly, with cord and linen. I reached the mill the boat. The miller rowed me to the shore. I knew I could not approach the king; but I bethought me of you, madam for they say they say, you love him well."
"But it is said, that the enemy of the righteous shall perish from the earth," said her grandmother sternly; "it is not I condemn or kill him. If it be the will of God that his cause of error cease, let him go forth and die." "If he die, mother," exclaimed Jocelyne with energy, "I shall die too. I have given him my heart, my life, my soul punish me as you will trample me at your feet.
At these words Jocelyne hesitated, with a mixture of feelings, in which bashful timidity struggled with her jealousy of the great lady before whom she knelt. "Pursue, girl, pursue," said Margaret, an instantaneous blush again colouring that cheek, from which alarm had driven all colour. "Yes; and I knew that you would save him," continued the excited girl, stretching out her hands in anguish.
Jocelyne sprang up with a look of despair, and returned to detain once more La Mole. As they thus stood, and before the old woman had again stirred, or Alayn interfered, a rumour from the street formed by the bridge, caught the ear of the excited girl. "What is that?" she exclaimed, starting in alarm.
"You belie me, woman," said La Mole proudly. "Yes, I know you, Philip de la Mole," pursued the old woman with knitted brows and flashing eyes; "you, who, to amuse your hours of idleness, could talk of love to a poor trusting girl, heedless how you destroyed her peace of mind, had you but your pastime and your jest of it." "Grandmother!" cried Jocelyne in the bitterest distress.
"There! there!" exclaimed the excited woman, pointing to the corner of the room. In spite of the attempt of Jocelyne, who was now restrained by the soldiers, to interrupt him, Captain Landry walked to the corner indicated, and after a few attempts succeeded in discovering the secret of the concealed recess.
"Madam," replied Jocelyne in embarrassment, "I have already craved your pardon that I should have ventured even to surmise it!" "Ah!" sighed forth Margaret with a gleam of satisfaction in her face. "Come back, my girl, come back!" she resumed. "I have treated you harshly. I knew not what I did.
We have contrived to track him of a surety to this neighbourhood; and, as I bethought me that this same delinquent was a friend of my fair cousin Jocelyne, who, although she has received my offers of affection with disdain, could look upon another with more favour, I doubted not that I should find news of him in her company. Know you of none such here, sweet cousin?"
"Dying? the king my brother!" exclaimed the Queen of Navarre you rave, girl! he is ill I know, but" "Know you not, madam," interrupted Jocelyne, "what all the city of Paris knows that the king cannot live long not many hours, perhaps that he lies upon his death-bed?" "Charles dying! And my mother has concealed it from me!" cried Margaret.
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