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"There is a thing in his face for which I find not words, but it troubleth me." "Look not on him, then," said he, drawing her away. She thanked him for his kindness in showing and explaining the glittering scene to her, and returned to her supervision of Alice. A few days after this, the Prioress of Kennington, Lord Marnell's sister, came in her litter to see her young sister-in-law.
Alice, who had just requested the blessing of the priest, was more angry than she could bear with the man. She was just on the point of saying something sharp, when Lord Marnell's voice behind the Abbot interposed with "If thou wouldst see a child of the devil, I trow thou hast little need to look further than thy mirror!" The Abbot rose calmly, and let Lord Marnell enter.
Lord Marnell's displeased lips relaxed into a laugh, for he was amused at her simplicity; but he repeated that he begged she would remember, now that she had seen, that she was no longer plain Mistress Margery Lovell, but Baroness Marnell of Lymington, and would behave herself accordingly. Margery sighed at this curtailment of her liberty, and withdrew to see where Alice was putting her dresses.
Lord Marnell's remarks taught her more about the Lollards than she had ever known before. So the Queen read the Bible in English! thought she. Why should not I do the same?
O good husband, take these as my dying words, and teach them to the child for the same, `Christ without everything is an hundredfold better than everything without Christ!" Those last words were ringing in Lord Marnell's ears when, about eight o'clock in the morning, he stood on the steps of Marnell Place, looking towards the Tower, and fancying the mournful preparations which were going on there.
"Seest thou not that it is the translation of Scripture whereof the Lord Marnell spake, by Master John Wycliffe, the Lollard priest? Mindest thou not that which he said about Lollards?" "An what if it be?" said the confessor, yawning. "I pin not my faith on my Lord Marnell's sleeve, though it were made of slashed velvet. And I trow Madge hath been too well bred up to draw evil from the book.
As it was approaching evening, Lord Marnell's voice called her downstairs. "If thou wilt see a sight, Madge," he said, good-naturedly, as she entered, "come quickly, and one will gladden thine eyes which never sawest thou before. The King rideth presently from the Savoy to the Tower."
The letter was sewn in one of the pillows, which would be carried back to Marnell Place after the execution. The last day of Lady Marnell's life sped away as other less eventful days do, and the evening of the 5th of March arrived.
"I trow he be in the garden with Richard," replied Dame Lovell. "I will bid him hither." Little Geoffrey, holding Richard's hand, as if he would not part with him for a moment, returned to the house at his grandmother's bidding; but like her, he could not recognise his father, whom he had not seen for some months, until Lord Marnell's well-known voice assured him of his identity.
"Commend me in all lowly fashion to my good mother; and with God's blessing and mine to the child, I rest, your loving friend, R. Marnell." Richard read Lord Marnell's letter to Dame Lovell, and then at once put it in the fire.
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