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Updated: June 17, 2025
In a conference of the leading conspirators held but a few nights before the murder, Godwyn had announced that not only had he given to the son of Warham Landless his complete confidence, but that in case aught should happen to himself before the time for action, he would wish the young man to succeed him in the leadership of the revolt.
"Sir Charles Carew!" cried Landless. "I pray you to take me with you!" Without moving, Sir Charles looked at him coldly, a peculiar smile just curling his lip. "I remember a day," he said, "when you said that I might wait until doomsday and not hear favor asked of me by you." "You are not generous," Landless said slowly, "but I ask the favor. I ask it on my knees. Let me go with you."
"A voice speaks through the land, from the Potomac to the James, and from the falls of the Far West to the great bay. What says the voice?" Landless answered, "The voice saith, 'Comfort ye, my people, for the hour of deliverance is at hand." "It's all right!" cried the boy gleefully. "I thought you was one of us. We are all in the fun together!"
With demonstrations, such as we are making here to-day, springing up by hundreds and thousands in each county and state, during the next thirty years, what may we expect? The last remaining serf will have been emancipated. The hopeless tenant and the landless farmer can no longer be found. No one can be induced to toil, for owners of the monopolistic farm.
There was no inducement for a landless serf to spend care or labor upon houses or surroundings; pigs and babies were permitted to tumble about both indiscriminately. Peasant homes in the Orient are little if any better now than European homes in the Middle Ages. The houses are rude structures and ill-kept.
He drew a knife from his bosom and with an unearthly cry flourished it above his head, then rushed upon her, to be met by Landless, who hurled himself upon the would-be murderer with a force that sent them both staggering against the wall. A struggle ensued, which ended in Landless securing the knife.
"Return; but whither should he return?" said Agnes, in a broken, despondent tone, "landless, homeless, desolate, outcast, what shelter is open to him? For if the porteress's tale spoke truth, his lands and manors are forfeited to the King." "They are so, in truth; but there is one way, Agnes, in which they may still be restored to their true owner." "How so? What mean you, Sir Eustace?"
"Had the messenger been old Landless Jock, I had known down whose Scottish throat it had gone, but this one is surely too young for such tricks. See that you spill it not by the way, Master Sholto," he called out after him, as that youth betook himself up to the chamber of the ambassador of France. At the shut portal he paused and knocked.
The Indian nodded again with a look of satisfaction upon his bronze features. Landless raised his eyes to the cloudless blue, and his lips moved. Then, without a word he turned his face up the mountain stream, and the Indian followed him. For an hour they crept warily onward, following the stream in its capricious wanderings.
"Oh, Rodriguez," he said, "you are welcome to our ancient, unfortunate house": and later he said, "I have met no man that had a prettier way with the sword." But Rodriguez held on to the end, telling all he had to tell; and especially that he was landless and penniless but for that one promise; and as for the sword, he said, he was but as a child playing before the sword of Don Alderon.
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