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Updated: June 29, 2025
Then, having sworn to do her bidding, the three Scots conducted the Lady Sybilla with honour and observance to her white palfrey, and like a spirit she vanished into the sea mists which had sifted up from the west, going back to the drear Castle of Machecoul, but bearing with her the burden of her revenge.
They could not see whence it came, but the peasants of Saint Philbert with affrighted glances told how it beaconed only after the disappearance of some little one from their homes, what strange cries were heard ringing out from that lofty tower, and how for days after the smoke of a great burning would hang about the gloomy turrets of devil-haunted Machecoul.
Three of them died yester-even, torn to pieces by my lord's wolves. Fine, swift, four-footed guardians of the Castle of Machecoul La Meffraye's friends! And one young cock below there of the same gang hath gone even now to my lord's chamber. He hath mounted the stairs he will never descend." "Well," said the Maid of Galloway, "even so we are not afraid. We can die, as died our friends."
Yet it was with that jolly heart of his beating strong and loyal under his brown palmer's coat, that James Douglas rode towards Machecoul, only whistling low to himself and wishing that something would happen to break the monotony of their journey. Nor had he long to wait.
But Margaret, grateful for that which the Lady Sybilla had done for them at Machecoul, spurred her steed and rode thwartwise to intercept her. "Sybilla," she said, "you will come with us to Scotland. I have many castles there, and, they tell me, a princessdom of mine own. We shall all be happy together and forget these ill times. Maud and I can never repay that which you have done for us."
Malise hummed the old Scots lines, and the cripple coming in at that moment raised a shrill bark of protest. "My good wood, my fuel that cost me so many sore backs be careful, young sir. Faggots of birch are dear in this country of Machecoul. My lord is of those who give nothing for naught."
Execute these orders, and do each of you cause them to be executed. "And the next day the captain-at-arms, Jean Labbé, acting in the name of the duke, and Robin Guillaumet, notary, acting in the name of the Bishop, present themselves, escorted by a small troop, before the château of Mâchecoul. "What sudden change of heart does the Marshal now experience?
The son of Malise MacKim gripped himself, as it were, with both hands, and turned a face pale as marble to look into the grim countenance which hid the soul of the Lord of Machecoul. Gilles de Retz appeared to peruse each feature of the boy's person as if he read in a book.
But at the first breath of the coming of the three strangers to the district they had been seized and securely conveyed to Machecoul itself there to be interned behind the vast walls and triple bastions of that fortress prison.
But none dared to question in public the doings of the great and puissant lord of all the country of Retz. It fared not well with him who even looked too much at the things which were done. The night was yet darker up aloft in the Castle of Machecoul itself.
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