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8<br />
"Ton must remember flint you nre my wards, by <strong>the</strong> queen's<br />
command," said tiie earl ini'<strong>or</strong>mat.oii which both heard in si-<br />
Iflnoe.<br />
Preparations f<strong>or</strong> departure began to be made.<br />
Walter was really glad, lie was weary <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> gloom and painful<br />
associations <strong>of</strong> his home ; and as lie was not to be master,<br />
be felt it preferable to submit to <strong>the</strong> earl e'sewhere than in<br />
his ancestral castle. Fa<strong>the</strong>r G rard's last advi.-e had been to<br />
submit iu patience, at It ust f<strong>or</strong> a while, and Walter strove to<br />
curb <strong>the</strong> impulses <strong>of</strong> his fiery nature. <strong>The</strong> squire <strong>of</strong> L<strong>or</strong>d<br />
ment <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> estates, he could find no protection, would soon<br />
ruin him ;<br />
and he deemed it wisest to employ <strong>the</strong> little money<br />
he possessed in starting some new occupation, whose obscurity<br />
should f<strong>or</strong>m his protection, and vhere he could some-<br />
times enjoy <strong>the</strong> consolations <strong>of</strong> his fai h ; and with his wife<br />
and family, which consisted <strong>of</strong> two sons besides his daughter<br />
Eose, he resolved to go to London. Hose knew that her fa<strong>the</strong>r's<br />
circumstances would be greatly impoverished by <strong>the</strong> change,<br />
and she bethought herself <strong>of</strong> <strong>of</strong>fering to go as serving-maiden<br />
to some lady <strong>of</strong> rank and ; having obtained her fa<strong>the</strong>r's consent,<br />
she sought Isabel, to ask her advice how best to set about find-<br />
ing a situation. She found Mistress de Lisle sitting listlessly,<br />
as was her wont, over her embroidery, and taking not <strong>the</strong> slightest<br />
interest in <strong>the</strong> eff<strong>or</strong>ts <strong>of</strong> Rachel and Mary to carry away<br />
from <strong>the</strong> castle all <strong>the</strong> little articles <strong>of</strong> her own <strong>or</strong> her<br />
mo<strong>the</strong>r's which <strong>the</strong>y imagined would be a comf<strong>or</strong>t to her.<br />
When Bose told her errand Isabel was roused ; she grew<br />
indignant at <strong>the</strong> thought <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> sufferings <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tenantry,<br />
and at length she bade Eose wait f<strong>or</strong> her, and quitted<br />
<strong>the</strong> apartment ; and great was <strong>the</strong> astonishment <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> earl,<br />
when he heard that Mistress de Lisle craved an interview with<br />
him.<br />
She came, she said in her stateliest manner, to make a re-<br />
TYBORNE.<br />
quest : could she be allowed to take with her two women ?<br />
serving-<br />
"Well, Mistress Isabel," answered <strong>the</strong> earl, "it is an attendance<br />
beyond your rank and I fear me our ;<br />
gracious queen,<br />
who hears things wondrous quickly, would mislike it."<br />
Isabel col<strong>or</strong>ed with <strong>of</strong>fended "<br />
pride. It is not f<strong>or</strong> assumption<br />
<strong>of</strong> higher rank that I ask it, my l<strong>or</strong>d, but lean never suffer<br />
Eachel, my mo<strong>the</strong>r's attendant to leave me, and I would fain<br />
take under my protection <strong>the</strong> daughter <strong>of</strong> our trusty tenant,<br />
early friendship's sake (she was my playmate), I would have<br />
taken her with me also. "<br />
" <strong>The</strong>n let her go with you, by a 1<br />
! means," said <strong>the</strong> earl.<br />
"My si.ster, Ludy Anne, will, I warrant me, speedily find her<br />
a service with some lady <strong>of</strong> her acquaintance, and she can be<br />
nnder your protection meanwhile.<br />
"<br />
you fur<strong>the</strong>r, fair Isabel.<br />
I would I could pleasure<br />
But Isabel was in no mood f<strong>or</strong> s<strong>of</strong>t speeches ; and without<br />
deigning to thank L<strong>or</strong>d Beauville f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> part <strong>of</strong> her request<br />
granted, she withdrew.<br />
Unlike Castle de Lisle, Apswell Court b<strong>or</strong>e every mark<br />
<strong>of</strong> a wealthy owner ; around it were sprend none <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> hills<br />
and wooded valleys among which <strong>the</strong> f<strong>or</strong>mer proudly stood,<br />
but <strong>the</strong> flat pasture-laud b<strong>or</strong>e signs <strong>of</strong> luxuriance, herds <strong>of</strong> red<br />
deer gambolled in <strong>the</strong> park, an array <strong>of</strong> noble chargers filled<br />
<strong>the</strong> stable, numerous retainers wera seen in every direction.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was no doubt t e sun <strong>of</strong> f<strong>or</strong>tune was shining here. A<br />
largo party <strong>of</strong> riders have arrived at <strong>the</strong> stately p<strong>or</strong>tico, mid nt<br />
<strong>the</strong> foot <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> long flight <strong>of</strong> marble steps w.ich lead into <strong>the</strong><br />
grand entrance-hall.<br />
"Welcome to Apswell Court fair Isabel," said <strong>the</strong> earl ; "I<br />
will suffer no o<strong>the</strong>r hand tliiui mine own to p!:.ce you w thin<br />
its walls. Be assured," he continued, ia a lower tone, "all that<br />
c:in be done to supply whr.t y u have lost will be <strong>of</strong>fered you."<br />
Isab'.'l bent lu r head, her only acknowledgement <strong>of</strong> a. speech<br />
she deemed an insii.t ; and with a cold an I h ughty air she ascrndcd<br />
<strong>the</strong> ; steps nd advanced into <strong>the</strong> entrance-hall. <strong>The</strong>re<br />
stood two ladies ready to re eive her ; Lady Anne Beauville,<br />
an elderly and f<strong>or</strong>mal-looking dame, i.dvn cod slowly towar B<br />
her, and ere she had reached her (f<strong>or</strong><br />
Js.ibel stood on <strong>the</strong><br />
threshold), he path wm int( rcep ed, and Isab 1 felt herself<br />
embraced and her face warmly kissed by two ro.-y lip ; and<br />
<strong>the</strong>n releasiug her not from her grasp, but looking<br />
full into<br />
Beauville, who was to hold Castle de Lisle in safety, was also<br />
charged to receive <strong>the</strong> rents. This was a fearful blow to <strong>the</strong><br />
faithful tenantry, Catholic to a man, and many<br />
resolved to give up <strong>the</strong>ir farms. Among <strong>the</strong>se was Master<br />
F<strong>or</strong>d f<strong>or</strong> he clear ;<br />
y f<strong>or</strong>esaw that <strong>the</strong> number <strong>of</strong> fines which he<br />
would be liable to f<strong>or</strong> non-attendance at <strong>the</strong> Protestant w<strong>or</strong>ship<br />
at <strong>the</strong> p rish her countenance, Isabel beheld a face whose witchery few<br />
cou'd withstand. <strong>The</strong> hazel eyes laughed with glee, and iu a<br />
voice <strong>of</strong> silver sweetness <strong>the</strong> owner <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m said<br />
"<br />
Welcome, dear Isabel I am so ; glad you are come so<br />
very glad.<br />
<strong>church</strong>, and from which, under <strong>the</strong> new govern-<br />
"<br />
"Lady Constance," said Lady Anne, severely, "you strangely<br />
f<strong>or</strong>get; yourself iu your fa<strong>the</strong>r's hall.<br />
Lisle thii.k <strong>of</strong> you ?<br />
What must M. stress<br />
'<br />
Constance would have taken little heed <strong>of</strong> this remonstrance,<br />
had not <strong>the</strong> surprise a d. gravity written on Isabel s face assured<br />
her her conduct wa.s not pleasing to her guest; she<br />
quickly disengaged herself, and stood by in silence, while<br />
Lady Anne with solemnity welcomed Mistress de Lisle to her<br />
bro<strong>the</strong>r's house. Isabel received <strong>the</strong> attention with eijual dis-<br />
tance, and <strong>the</strong>n presented her cousin.<br />
Durng this colloquy <strong>the</strong> earl and his train withdrew; bat<br />
lingering in <strong>the</strong> do<strong>or</strong>way unobse ved, was Walter, who was<br />
thus spectat<strong>or</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> whole, and marked <strong>the</strong> loving grei tiug<br />
and <strong>the</strong> c >ld repiilse. La ,y An e now proposed that ti.e<br />
guests should retire to <strong>the</strong>ir apartments ; this was gladly acceded<br />
to, and Lady Anne, with Isabel, quitted <strong>the</strong> hall, followed<br />
by Mary and Lady Constance ; <strong>the</strong> latter lingered behind<br />
f<strong>or</strong> a moment, as if uncertain whe<strong>the</strong>rshe should come, but<br />
Mary's sweet smile drew her to her side. Walter watched <strong>the</strong><br />
whole, and inwardly thanked his cous-n f<strong>or</strong> endeav<strong>or</strong>ing to re-<br />
pair his sister's want <strong>of</strong> courtesy.<br />
A suite <strong>of</strong> apartments was assigned to Isabel, furnished luxu-<br />
riously, as was deemed in those days. <strong>The</strong> windows lked<br />
out into <strong>the</strong> park, and <strong>the</strong> green fields in <strong>the</strong> distance beyond<br />
it ; one also had a view <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> courtyard, where <strong>the</strong> scene was<br />
bust ing and various.<br />
<strong>The</strong> cousins were alone, and Mary, tired wit'i her journey,<br />
threw herself upon a couch. Isabel seemed insensible <strong>of</strong> fa-<br />
tigue ;<br />
she paced up and down <strong>the</strong> room with impatient steps ;<br />
her coif was thrown aside, and her luxuriant blackhair streamed<br />
in masses upon her shoulders.<br />
Master F<strong>or</strong>d ; it is necessary she should seek service, and f<strong>or</strong><br />
"<br />
Oh, dear Isabel do take a little rest I know ; you are very<br />
tired, yon look pale and you will fall "<br />
sick, indeed you will.<br />
"<strong>The</strong>re is no rest f<strong>or</strong> me," said Isabel "I am not made f<strong>or</strong><br />
;<br />
prison life, Mary ; oh, how I pine already f<strong>or</strong> niy own moun-<br />
"<br />
tain air ! how this flat place wearies me !<br />
"<br />
Well," said her cousin, "in that I cannot agree with you,<br />
dear cousin it is not so flat as ; Essex, where I have dwelt all<br />
my life."<br />
Isabel made no answer ; but she stopped in her walk, and<br />
laying her head against <strong>the</strong> window, looked out with <strong>the</strong> wistful<br />
gaze <strong>of</strong> a caged bird.<br />
"Isabel, "began Mary, "did you ever see any one so beau-<br />
tiful as Constance Beauville ? "<br />
" Oh, yes ; many m<strong>or</strong>e so," said Isabel, in a quiet tone.<br />
" Now, Isabel, surely that is impossible, f<strong>or</strong> I do believe hers<br />
is <strong>the</strong> fairest f<strong>or</strong>m and face in all England ;<br />
she is a perfect lit-<br />
tle fairy. I have heard it said that <strong>the</strong>re is a look <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Queen<br />
<strong>of</strong> Scotland in her face sometimes, and that she is certainly like<br />
her."<br />
" <strong>The</strong> Queen <strong>of</strong> Scotland is less fair than I have ever deemed<br />
her, <strong>the</strong>n," said Isabel, sc<strong>or</strong>nfully.<br />
Mary raised herself from <strong>the</strong> couch. "Dear cousin," she<br />
said, "I crave a fav<strong>or</strong> from you ; you know how truly I love<br />
you ; suffer me to speak to you franklv and seriously."<br />
in <strong>the</strong> : niful tone.<br />
' ' What<br />
"Willingly," answered Isabel,<br />
have <strong>the</strong> times conic to when Mary Th<strong>or</strong>esby turns<br />
"<br />
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