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Having bestowed a similar boon upon each of the marshals, Mounchensey requested that the coffer might be placed in charge of his esquire and his directions were complied with. "Is all concluded?" demanded the King. "The contest for the prize is necessarily decided," replied the marshal; "but there yet remains the combat with the sword on horseback, if it pleases Sir Jocelyn to engage in it."

"It was a forgery," replied the scrivener. "Sir Ferdinando Mounchensey had nothing whatever to do with it. His signature was imitated from other deeds in the possession of my employers, and his seal was likewise fabricated." "What say you to this, Sir?" said Charles, to Sir Giles. "I deny it, as I do all the rest," he replied. "'Tis a foul conspiracy against me, as will appear in the end."

Aveline attempted no reply, but the tears sprang to her eyes. At this moment the door was thrown open by the usher to admit Sir Jocelyn Mounchensey. The emotion displayed by the young couple when thus brought together passed unnoticed by the Secretary of State, as he was occupied at the moment in writing the authority for Aveline, and did not raise his eyes towards them.

Hark ye, Count!" he added to the Spanish Ambassador, while those around drew back a little, seeing it was his Majesty's pleasure to confer with him in private, "this youth this Jocelyn Mounchensey, hath gentle bluid in his veins? he comes of a good stock, ha?" "He is the representative of an old Norfolk family," De Gondomar replied.

This deed makes you Lord of Mounchensey, Lanyere." And he handed it to him. "And this makes Sir Francis Mitchell ruler of the destiny of Aveline Calveley," rejoined Lanyere, giving a paper to the old usurer. "This chest and its contents are yours also, Lanyere," pursued Sir Giles, putting in the deeds, and locking it. "Will it please you to take the key.

I don't address myself to you, Jocelyn Mounchensey, for you are undeserving of any friendly consideration but to all others I would counsel forbearance and non-resistance. Deliver up that woman to me." "I will die upon the spot sooner than you shall be surrendered," said Jocelyn, encouraging the hostess, who clung to his disengaged arm.

"Then I will instantly enforce compliance," thundered Mounchensey. "If I release him it is because I must defend myself and punish your insolence," cried Sir Giles. And as he spoke, he thrust back the apprentice with such force that he would have fallen to the ground if he had not dropped into the arms of his kneeling mistress.

"Jocelyn Mounchensey!" he continued, folding his arms upon his breast, and regarding the young man fixedly as before, "son of my old friend! son of him who died in my arms! son of him whom I committed to the earth! if thou hast aught of thy father's true spirit, thou wilt rigidly adhere to a pledge voluntarily given, and which, uttered as it was uttered by thee, has all the sanctity, all the binding force of a vow before Heaven, where it is registered, and approved by him who is gone before us."

"If he rid London of Sir Giles Mompesson and his peers he will do good service still better, if he will put down corruption and injustice as exhibited in the Court of Star-Chamber eh, Master Jocelyn Mounchensey?" At the mention of this name the Puritan appeared greatly surprised, and looked round inquiringly, till his eye alighted upon the young man.

But thus much I may declare I am the agent of one, who, for some purposes of his own be they what they may is determined to counteract all Sir Francis's vile machinations against you, as well as those of his partner, Sir Giles Mompesson, against your lover, Sir Jocelyn Mounchensey. Ah! you understand me now, I perceive, sweet mistress!

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