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Updated: July 9, 2025
"Come, My Lord Prince," urged De Vac, "methinks the butterfly did but alight without the wall, we can have it and return within the garden in an instant." "Go thyself and fetch it," replied the Prince; "the King, my father, has forbid me stepping without the palace grounds." "Come," commanded De Vac, more sternly, "no harm can come to you."
If he could but learn the details of this plan, thought De Vac: the point of landing of the foreign troops; their numbers; the first point of attack. Ah, would it not be sweet revenge indeed to balk the King in this venture so dear to his heart! A word to De Clare, or De Montfort would bring the barons and their retainers forty thousand strong to overwhelm the King's forces.
It was two days before the absence of De Vac was noted, and then it was that one of the lords in waiting to the King reminded his majesty of the episode of the fencing bout, and a motive for the abduction of the King's little son became apparent.
I'd like to come and see you, Graham; and you mustn't mind my roughness peeping out occasionally. I haven't had many chances in life." There was a pause, and then Jim said, "Walter Clinton's sister comes next to him in the family. She's six or seven years younger. Of course, I've known her ever since she was a baby. When I came back from Oxford one summer vac., I found her almost grown up.
But tell me now, by what means didst thou twist him to thy use and our profit in this cotton-play? Our Sahib said: 'By God, I did not use that man in any fashion whatever. He was my friend. The Great Sahib said: 'Toh Vac! The Great Sahib dropped his eyes first and he said: 'So be it. I should perhaps have answered thus in my youth. No matter.
Here he had a duplicate made, waiting impatiently while the old man fashioned it with the crude instruments of his time. From this little shop, De Vac threaded his way through the dirty lanes and alleys of ancient London, lighted at far intervals by an occasional smoky lantern, until he came to a squalid tenement but a short distance from the palace.
For years an inmate of the palace, and often a listener in the armory when the King played at sword with his friends and favorites, De Vac had heard much which passed between Henry III and his intimates that could well be turned to the King's harm by a shrewd and resourceful enemy.
The tutor was a rowing blue who did not, from Jack's account of him, mind how little work his pupils did as long as they were ready to go on the river, but Jack assured me that he had read for four or five hours every day. To start with a history coach two years before his schools struck me as being magnificent, but Jack would not hear a word against his way of spending the vac.
"Thou hast won thy sovereign's gratitude, my man," said the King, kindly. "What be thy name?" The old fellow tried to speak, but the effort brought on another paroxysm of coughing. At last he managed to whisper. "Look at me. Dost thou not remember me? The foils the blow twenty-long-years. Thou spat upon me." Henry knelt and peered into the dying face. "De Vac!" he exclaimed. The old man nodded.
Closer and closer came the little Prince, and in another moment, he had burst through the flowering shrubs, and stood facing the implacable master of fence. "Your Highness," said De Vac, bowing to the little fellow, "let old DeVac help you catch the pretty insect."
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