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Updated: June 12, 2025
It was not until the party was riding home the next day that Sir Nicholas Maxwell and his wife were informed of Chris' decision. They had had a fair day's sport in the two estates that marched with one another between Overfield and Great Keynes, and about fifteen stags had been killed as well as a quantity of smaller game.
Overfield Court was mildly stirred at the news that Master Christopher would stay there a few days on his way back from London to Lewes.
But there was still a hint of storm in the air; Cromwell spoke brusquely once or twice without cause, and Ralph refrained from saying anything about the affair at Overfield, but took up his own work again quietly. A fortnight later, however, he heard of it once more.
Even without her mother life would have been hard enough now at Overfield; with her it was nearly intolerable. Chris, however, was able to do a good deal for the girl; for he had suffered in the same way; and had the advantage of a man's strength.
A few of the smaller Religious houses had surrendered themselves to the King before the passing of the bill in the early spring; and the rest of them were gradually yielded up after its enactment during the summer of the same year; and among them was Rusper. Chris heard that his sister Margaret had returned to Overfield, and would stay there for the present.
It was the first time that the mummers had been near Overfield; they had heard tales of them from other parts of the country, but had hoped that their own village would escape the corruption. And now it had come. He stood shaking, as he ended his account. "Mr. Carleton says it would be of no avail for me to go down myself. I wished to. We can do nothing."
Bridges had continued to dress himself during this long speech, assuming a show of contemptuous indignation as it progressed. When Overfield, astonished at his own eloquence, had subsided, the young man replied, in a quiet but rather insolent tone: "Look here, old man, don't try to work the Polonius racket on me. I don't like advice, and I'm going to meet that girl, see?
Then he finished, standing by the door as he did so, with his hand on the latch. "If you would know how I know all this, I will tell you. My name is Torridon, of Overfield; and I am one of the King's Visitors. Good-night, gentlemen." There was the silence of the grave within, as Ralph went upstairs smiling to himself.
He had put it up into a parcel on the afternoon of the spoilers' arrival. He would show it to Ralph again now in a day or two at Overfield; they would laugh over it together; and he would take it with him abroad, and perhaps finish it there. God's work is not so easily hindered after all.
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