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Updated: June 5, 2025
So suddenly did she appear that the Lord James uttered a low cry of wonder, while Malise the practical reached for his sword. But Sholto had seen this vision twice already, and knew their visitor for the Lady Sybilla. "Hold there!" he said in an undertone. "Remember it is as I said. This woman, though we have no cause to love her, is now our only hope. Her words brought us here.
It was a funeral procession, and in the place of chief mourner, with pale, set face, walked the same young man whom Griselda had last seen dancing with the girl Sybilla in the great saloon.
There, when all his suspicions are lulled, he will again meet the Lady Sybilla; it will rest with her to bring him to Edinburgh." The Chancellor had been busily writing on the parchment before him whilst de Retz was speaking. Presently he held up his hand and read aloud that which he had written. "To the most noble William, Earl of Douglas and Duke of Touraine, greeting!
The Lady Sybilla sat down on a worn grey rock which thrust itself through the green turf. William Douglas stood beside her pulling a blade of bracken to pieces.
"And pray, sir, what may be the ill qualities which, in Captain Sholto, make up for these excellent Scottish virtues?" asked the lady, disdainfully. "He is faithful " began the Earl. "So is every dog!" interjected Sybilla de Thouars. The Earl laughed a little gay laugh.
The girl let her velvet cap fall on the ground, and sank her face between her hands. Her whole body was shaken with emotion. "Go go," she cried, starting to her feet and standing before him, "call out your lances and ride home this night. Never look more upon the face of such a thing as Sybilla de Thouars. I bid you! I warn you! I command you!
There are many such in Scotland. I pray you come with Maud and me even as we wish you. Why, there would not be three like us in all the land. I wager we will set kings by the ears between us. Though, as for me, I can only marry a Douglas!" The smile of the Lady Sybilla grew ever sadder and ever sweeter. "The man whom I loved, and who loved me, I betrayed to the death.
Sybilla Silver, leaning lightly against the railing, turned authoritatively to Edwards: "Take your master to his room, Edwards. It is no use of lingering here now; we must wait until morning. Some awful deed has been done, but it may not be my lady murdered." "How comes her shawl there, then?" asked the old butler. "Why can't she be found in the house?" "I don't know.
At the girl's entrance that shaggy beast had raised herself upon her fore paws, and presently she gave vent to a low growl, half of distrust and half of warning, which at once reached the ears of the busy worker. Gilles de Retz looked up quickly, and, catching sight of the Lady Sybilla, with a sweep of his hand he thrust his manuscript into an open drawer of the escritoire.
He sprung up in bed, electrified. "Speak!" he gasped. "Oh, for God's sake " "Your wife is alive!" There was a simultaneous cry. Mr. Bryson hurried on rapidly: "Sybilla Silver stabbed her, and threw her over upon the shore. Mr. Parmalee picked her up not dead, but badly wounded took her on board a vessel took her finally to America. Sybilla Silver deceived your poor wife as she deceived us all.
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