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She was like a pictured saint: Hilarius' gaze clung to her, followed her as she left the hall, and saw her still as he sat apart while the serving men cleared the lower tables and brought in the sleeping gear for the night. He lay down with the rest, and through the high, lancet windows the moonlight kissed his white and weary face as it was wont to do on bright nights in the cloister dormitory.
Eleanor, knowing Hilarius' ardent longing for school and master, prayed her father to set him on the way to St Alban's instead of keeping him with them to follow a fugitive Court. The good knight, feeling one page more or less mattered little when Death was so ready to serve, and anxious for the lad's safety and well-being, assented gladly enough.
"As well seek Heaven's gate in yon fair reflection as learn to love in this light-minded, deceitful city," Hilarius said to himself a little bitterly. He deemed that he had plumbed its hollowness and learnt the full measure of its vanity. Already he shunned the company and diversions of his fellow pages, though he was ever ready to serve them.
"'Tis even so with me, good Martin," said Hilarius sadly; "I too would fain go forth and serve my mistress; but the cage door is barred, and I may not open it from within." Martin whistled and smote the lad friendly on the shoulder. "Patience, lad, patience, thou art young yet. Eighteen this Martinmas, say you? In truth 'tis a great age, but still leaves time and to spare.
She ailed naught that he could see, and there was food and to spare; but each day saw her paler and thinner, until at last she could not even sit, but lay white and silent in Hilarius' tender arms; and he fought with death for his little maid.
Hilarius received me with an appearance of great satisfaction, produced to me all his friends, and directed to me that part of his discourse in which he most endeavoured to display his imagination. I had now learned my own interest enough to supply him with opportunities for smart remarks and gay sallies, which I never failed to echo and applaud.
In vain do the materialists quote some of the fathers of the Church who did not express themselves with precision. St. In vain does Tertullian express himself like this "The corporeality of the soul shines bright in the Gospel." In vain does he record the vision of a holy woman who had seen a very shining soul, of the colour of air. In vain is St. Hilarius on St. In vain does St.
Men, ill-favoured, hang-dog, or care-worn, stood about the house doors silent and moody; a white-faced woman crossing the street with a bucket gave no greeting; the very children rolling in the foul gutters neither laughed nor chattered nor played. The city without seemed very far from this dismal sordid place. Hilarius felt a touch on his shoulder, and a kindly voice said:
"It is I, my son, but angels are on either hand and go before to guide. The snow hath ceased, canst thou walk?" He set Hilarius gently on his feet, and lo! he found the stars alight! The boy gave a cry, and forgetting his companion's darkness, pointed to the left where lay a snow-clad village. "A miracle, a miracle, my Father!"
It lighted each vicious line and hideous trait of the wrinkled, toothless face, and betrayed the mark of an evil life, surcharged with horrid fear. Hilarius shrank back shuddering. Could this hideousness be death? The Friar stepped forward, but Martin stayed him. "Nay, touch her not, Father, it may be the pestilence as thou didst read in thy dream."
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