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Updated: June 6, 2025
And all this time the true heir of Walderne was leading the degraded life of an unhappy and most miserable slave in the palace of the "Old Man of the Mountain," in the far off hills of Lebanon. The six months passed away, and still they spared our Hubert.
It bore the name of Walderne, which signifies a sylvan spot frequented by the wild beasts; the castle lay beneath; the parish church rose on the summit of the ridge above a simple Norman structure, imposing in its very simplicity. Behind, the ground rose gradually to the summit of the ridge which formed a sort of backbone to the Andredsweald.
It had long ceased to be a source of terror to the neighbourhood when it came into the possession of the Denes to whom it was a convenient hunting seat; fortified, as a matter of course, by royal permission, which ran thus: "Know that we have granted, on behalf of ourselves and our heirs, to our beloved Ralph de Dene that he may hold and keep his houses of Walderne fortified with moat and walls of stone and lime, and crenellated, without any let or hindrance from ourselves or our heirs."
The author can only reply that he is not original; he met the old man and all his doings long ago, in an almost forgotten chronicle of the crusades, especially he noted the perversion of boyish intellect to crime and cruelty. Lastly, in these days of incredulity, the supernatural element in the story of Sir Roger of Walderne may appear forced or unreal.
But the great Earl de Warrenne of Lewes was a fierce royalist. So was the Lord of Pevensey. Already the woods were full of strife. Whensoever a party met a party of opposite principles, there was instant bloodshed. The barons' men from Herstmonceux pillaged the lands of Walderne or Pevensey.
Hubert followed the banner of Edward Longshanks both in Wales and Scotland ere he came home to his wife and children, satiated at last with war, and spent the rest of his days at Walderne.
There, on a couch strewn with skins and soft herbage, lay the redoubtable Grimbeard; and by his side, nursing him tenderly, Mabel of Walderne. But for this she had been with Martin's rescuers at the castle, but she could not leave her dying lord, who clung fondly to her now, and would take food from no other hand. The wound he had received had been thought slight, and neglected.
"Ah, indeed," said the king, "then shalt thou receive the honour from my own hands," and he gave him a slight blow with the flat of the sword, which he then laid upon the reverently inclined head, and added, "Rise up, Sir Drogo of Walderne." "Methinks knighthood is too sacred to be thus hastily bestowed," muttered Prince Edward.
From that day the health and spirits of the Lady of Walderne sank into a state which gave great anxiety to her maidens and retainers; she was not indeed very old in years, but still no longer did she possess the elasticity of youth. All her thoughts were absorbed by religion.
These additions to Hubert's name were insults, and made the earl frown, while it spoke volumes as to the true cause of the animosity. Then Hubert stood up and spoke. "Here stands Hubert of Walderne, who avows that Drogo of Harengod lies, and will maintain his own innocence on the body of the said Drogo, so help him God."
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