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De la Zouch proposed a ride, and as there appeared to be little prospect of enjoying undisturbed peace at Haddon, the two lovers fell in with the suggestion, and very soon after the mid-day meal they met, booted and spurred, at the gate of the hall. "Aye, aye, there," hailed a voice, as Manners was helping Dorothy off the riding-stone into the saddle, "whither away so gaily?"
"See here!" exclaimed Sir Henry as he kicked the drunken gaoler aside and sharply awoke him; "and here!" he added, as he unlocked the ponderous door and held the glimmering lantern up. "See here," he cried, "what's this?" and he pushed the wondering Simon in. "Why how! He has gone," he gasped. "Of course he has." And true it was. The worst fears of De la Zouch were realised.
All this had not escaped the jealous eyes of De la Zouch, for, securely hidden within the friendly foliage of a patch of brushwood, he had seen and heard all, and, with perceptions sharpened by the jealous spirit which raged within his breast, he had at once divined the secret which neither of the two, as yet, understood.
"Hurrah!" vociferously replied the guests, "to the health of the ladies of Haddon." "But stay; what's the matter with Master Manners?" asked De la Zouch, whose eagle eye had discovered that HIS tankard was not upraised with the rest. "A discourteous guest, upon my troth." "May I drink it in water?" asked Manners, as he felt the eyes of his host fixed sternly upon him.
But Sir George's anticipations were not fulfilled, for when the meal was finished De la Zouch had not appeared. "He may have met with an accident?" suggested Manners. "I rather think Sir Henry is afraid of me," stammered old Sir John de Lacey, as he buried his face in the last tankard of ale. "Then he were wise indeed to stay away," added Sir Thomas Stanley, with a sly wink.
Hall's age was thirty-four when he first published his Characters. He was born on the 1st July 1574, at Ashby de la Zouch, in Leicestershire. His father was governor of this town under the Earl of Huntingdon, when he was President of the North. His mother, Winifred, was a devout Puritan, and he was from infancy intended for the Church.
On the walls of this chamber hung, in chronological order, nine fell-length portraits of former peers, with their dates Lord Nansladron, 1305; Lord Baliol, 1306; Lord Benestede, 1314; Lord Cantilupe, 1356; Lord Montbegon, 1357; Lord Tibotot, 1373; Lord Zouch of Codnor, 1615; Lord Bella-Aqua, with no date; Lord Harren and Surrey, Count of Blois, also without date.
"Did you call?" asked the page, bending down. "Yes," whispered De la Zouch. "Listen, you remember the Derby packman?" "Aye, too well, I do." "Nonsense," he replied, softly; "Master Manners killed him." "Oh!" gasped the astounded page. "Remember," added his master, "it was Manners." "Yes, Master John Manners," repeated Eustace. "Hush, that is all.
I shall shake the dust off my feet and shall depart at once, and you will find out when too late that you drove away in such a scurvy fashion the truest friend you ever had," and boiling over with well-simulated fury, De la Zouch leapt from his chair and passed through the doorway, chuckling to himself at the success of his little scheme to extricate himself.
While matters had been progressing thus at Haddon, Sir Henry de la Zouch had been gradually improving in health, until by now he had found himself almost as well as he had been of yore, and he had intimated that he was fast getting ready to return to Ashby Castle.
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