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She could not be prevailed upon to remain in the cottage she had occupied in the hour of her joy; and though repeatedly offered a home by Father Omehr and the Baron of Stramen, she had built for herself this wild nest, and obstinately refused to leave it except to wander to the church or to the grave-yard. She was maintained by the Lady Margaret principally, and by the charities of the peasantry.
His son Henry, too, whom I knighted before the battle, and who won his spurs so nobly, how is he?" "They were both well," replied Father Omehr, "when I saw them last, and were anxiously expecting a visit from their liege." "And the Lady Margaret, from whom not a knight can boast a token, though all are striving to obtain one?"
"Among his poor flock, who have lost almost all endeavoring to procure them food and shelter, and exhorting them to patience and submission to the will of God." "How fared Stramen Castle?" "Even worse than your own." "And the church?" continued Gilbert. "Was despoiled and fired." At this instant the curtain of the tent was parted again, and Father Omehr stood before them.
"It is impossible," said Father Omehr, "for us to discover by any human means what the mercy of God may appoint; all we can do is to ask for light to guide our steps, and to exercise the reason with which He has endowed us. I have good ground to believe that any approach to tenderness, on the part of the children, would widen the breach between the fathers.
They were ushered into a spacious room, hung with armor and broidered tapestry. By a blazing fire were seated the baron and Father Omehr, and some paces behind them stood several attendants. Sir Sandrit rose and saluted the minstrel with much courtesy, and bade him warm himself at the genial hearth.
He saw a black figure enter at the other end it was Father Omehr. "It rains too hard at present to venture out," said the priest, in passing, and he re-entered the hall to wait till the gust had exhausted itself. Gilbert wandered along the arched gallery without any definite aim, yet expecting to see the Lady Margaret start from some secret niche.
She was now in daily expectation of her father and brother, and of one almost equally dear Father Omehr. Her walks were confined to a large room adjoining her chamber, and thence along the corridor to the chapel.
All was calm in the lordships of Hers and Stramen. The Lady Margaret was lamenting the absence of Father Omehr, who had been summoned to Rome, and whose missionary duties were performed by the pious Herman.
"The diet awaits your highness' answer," he said, bowing deeply to the duke. "I will follow you," said Rodolph, "and deliver it in person." Saying this, he strode proudly from the room, preceded by the count and his attendants. As the door closed behind them, Father Omehr fell upon his knees.
He was the only one of the group who seemed at ease; for the two missionaries could not forget the death of Anno and Gilbert, from some cause or other, had lost his sprightliness. "I fear," said the knight to Father Omehr, "that you have half made a traitor of Gilbert, for he will no longer let me abuse my friends at Stramen, but sides with them against me.
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