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This sally met with a favourable reception from the crowd, and a voice exclaimed "Ay, hang all knavish Puritans." Again Hugh Calveley lifted up his voice.
Sir Jocelyn had forborne to visit the prisoner from a fear that his presence might be painful; but the office imposed upon him by the King left him no alternative; and about midnight he descended to the vault, to ascertain from personal inspection that Hugh Calveley was in safe custody.
Still, his appearance was so alarming, that the young man could not help urging him not to delay. "I understand," replied Hugh Calveley, slightly pressing his hand. "You think I have no time to lose; and you are right. My child, then, is the trust I would confide to you. Son, behold thy sister! Daughter, behold thy brother!" "I will be more than a brother to her," cried Sir Jocelyn, earnestly.
"These things are riddles to me," observed Jocelyn, who had listened to what was passing with great uneasiness. "I would solicit an explanation?" "You shall have it, my son," Hugh Calveley replied. "But not now. My hour for solitary prayer and self-communion is come, and I must withdraw to my chamber. Go forth into the garden, Jocelyn and do thou attend him, Aveline.
"A strange story truly," observed Sir Francis, who had listened attentively to the relation; "but though Aveline may consent to be bound by her father's promise to you, I see not how Lean enforce the claim." "Hugh Calveley, when dying, disclosed no name to his daughter," said Sir Giles.
"Who are you, maiden, and what seek you?" he demanded, eyeing her with curiosity. "I am daughter to the unfortunate Hugh Calveley, now a prisoner in the palace," she replied. "I am sorry to hear it," rejoined Sir Thomas, resuming his habitually severe expression; "for you are the daughter of a very heinous offender.
"Why, he exceedeth in audacity the arch-traitor Fawkes himsel'. And what stayed thy hand, villain?" he demanded, "what stayed thy hand, thou blood-thirsty traitor?" "The presence of this youth, Jocelyn Mounchensey," rejoined Hugh Calveley. "Had he not come between us when he did, and checked my purpose, I had delivered my country from oppression.
"More thou canst not be," rejoined Hugh Calveley; "unless " "Unless what?" demanded Sir Jocelyn. "I cannot explain," cried the Puritan, with an expression of agony; "there is not time. Suffice it, she is already promised in marriage." "Father!" exclaimed Aveline, in surprise, and with something of reproach. "I never heard of such an engagement before. It has been made without my consent."
The spring of 1366 saw Peter a fugitive in Aquitaine, and Henry of Trastamara crowned Henry II. of Castile. Most of the companies then went home, though Du Guesclin and Calveley remained to support the new king's throne.
Everything betokened that his sufferings would be speedily over, and that, however he might deserve it, Hugh Calveley would be spared the disgrace of death by the hands of the executioner.
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