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Hence it came that posts could be assigned to Richard and his men within such a distance of Redware as admitted of their being with their own people when off duty. Hearing Upstill's shot, and then Dick's hoofs on the sward, Richard fortunately judged well and took the right direction.
'Hear me, and hold thy peace, master Richard Heywood, she said. 'As good horses as ever stamped in Redware stables go down into Raglan vaults; but yet they eat their oats and their barley, and when they lift their heads they look out to the ends of the world.
'There was no marquis at the window. Stop him, I say. 'He's gone, said Eccles quietly, but with waking uneasiness. 'Run after him, Dorothy almost screamed. 'Stop him at the gate. It is young Heywood of Redware, one of the busiest of the round-heads. Eccles was already running and shouting and whistling. She heard his feet resounding from the bridge.
Heywood had written her a letter, hardly the less unwelcome for the kindness of its tone, in which he offered her the shelter and hospitality of Redware 'until better days. 'Better days! exclaimed Dorothy with contempt. 'If such days as he would count better should ever arrive, his house is the last place where I would have them find me!
But Lady is not his, and her will I carry, if I may, from Raglan stables back to Redware. 'I am content. Hearken then, my son. Raglan watchword for the rest of the month is ST. GEORGE AND ST. PATRICK! May it stand thee in good stead. 'I thank thee, mother, with all my heart, said Richard, rising jubilant. 'Now shut up the dog, and let me go. One day it may lie in my power to requite thee.
'There was no marquis at the window. Stop him, I say. 'He's gone, said Eccles quietly, but with waking uneasiness. 'Run after him, Dorothy almost screamed. 'Stop him at the gate. It is young Heywood of Redware, one of the busiest of the round-heads. Eccles was already running and shouting and whistling. She heard his feet resounding from the bridge.
He rose the same instant, and, regardless of the good woman's entreaties, crawled out to go to Redware. She followed him at a little distance, and, before he had walked a quarter of a mile, he was ready to accept her offered arm to help him back. But his recovery was now very rapid, and. after a few days he felt able for the journey.
But Lady is not his, and her will I carry, if I may, from Raglan stables back to Redware. 'I am content. Hearken then, my son. Raglan watchword for the rest of the month is ST. GEORGE AND ST. PATRICK! May it stand thee in good stead. 'I thank thee, mother, with all my heart, said Richard, rising jubilant. 'Now shut up the dog, and let me go. One day it may lie in my power to requite thee.
At length one fine evening in early autumn, when the red sun shone level through the window of the little room where he lay, and made a red glory on the wall, he came to himself a little. 'Is it blood? he murmured. 'Did Dorothy do it? How foolish I am! It is but a blot the sun has left behind him! Ah! I see! I am dead and lying on the top of my tomb. I am only marble. This is Redware church.
She is lost to me indeed; but so also is my poor mare, which was stolen last night from Redware stables as the watchers slept. 'Alack-a-day! cried goody Rees, holding up her hands in sore trouble for her friend. 'But what then dreams thou of doing? Not surely, before all the saints in heaven, will thou adventure thy body within Raglan walls? But I speak like a fool. Thou canst not.
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