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Cedric
no
sooner
saw
the
turrets
of
Front-de-Boeuf
's
castle
raise
their
grey
and
moss-grown
battlements
,
glimmering
in
the
morning
sun
above
the
wood
by
which
they
were
surrounded
,
than
he
instantly
augured
more
truly
concerning
the
cause
of
his
misfortune
.
"
I
did
injustice
,
"
he
said
,
"
to
the
thieves
and
outlaws
of
these
woods
,
when
I
supposed
such
banditti
to
belong
to
their
bands
;
I
might
as
justly
have
confounded
the
foxes
of
these
brakes
with
the
ravening
wolves
of
France
.
Tell
me
,
dogs
--
is
it
my
life
or
my
wealth
that
your
master
aims
at
?
Is
it
too
much
that
two
Saxons
,
myself
and
the
noble
Athelstane
,
should
hold
land
in
the
country
which
was
once
the
patrimony
of
our
race
?
--
Put
us
then
to
death
,
and
complete
your
tyranny
by
taking
our
lives
,
as
you
began
with
our
liberties
.
If
the
Saxon
Cedric
can
not
rescue
England
,
he
is
willing
to
die
for
her
.
Tell
your
tyrannical
master
,
I
do
only
beseech
him
to
dismiss
the
Lady
Rowena
in
honour
and
safety
.
She
is
a
woman
,
and
he
need
not
dread
her
;
and
with
us
will
die
all
who
dare
fight
in
her
cause
.
"
The
attendants
remained
as
mute
to
this
address
as
to
the
former
,
and
they
now
stood
before
the
gate
of
the
castle
.
De
Bracy
winded
his
horn
three
times
,
and
the
archers
and
cross-bow
men
,
who
had
manned
the
wall
upon
seeing
their
approach
,
hastened
to
lower
the
drawbridge
,
and
admit
them
.
The
prisoners
were
compelled
by
their
guards
to
alight
,
and
were
conducted
to
an
apartment
where
a
hasty
repast
was
offered
them
,
of
which
none
but
Athelstane
felt
any
inclination
to
partake
.
Neither
had
the
descendant
of
the
Confessor
much
time
to
do
justice
to
the
good
cheer
placed
before
them
,
for
their
guards
gave
him
and
Cedric
to
understand
that
they
were
to
be
imprisoned
in
a
chamber
apart
from
Rowena
.
Resistance
was
vain
;
and
they
were
compelled
to
follow
to
a
large
room
,
which
,
rising
on
clumsy
Saxon
pillars
,
resembled
those
refectories
and
chapter-houses
which
may
be
still
seen
in
the
most
ancient
parts
of
our
most
ancient
monasteries
.
The
Lady
Rowena
was
next
separated
from
her
train
,
and
conducted
,
with
courtesy
,
indeed
,
but
still
without
consulting
her
inclination
,
to
a
distant
apartment
.
The
same
alarming
distinction
was
conferred
on
Rebecca
,
in
spite
of
her
father
's
entreaties
,
who
offered
even
money
,
in
this
extremity
of
distress
,
that
she
might
be
permitted
to
abide
with
him
.
"
Base
unbeliever
,
"
answered
one
of
his
guards
,
"
when
thou
hast
seen
thy
lair
,
thou
wilt
not
wish
thy
daughter
to
partake
it
.
"
And
,
without
farther
discussion
,
the
old
Jew
was
forcibly
dragged
off
in
a
different
direction
from
the
other
prisoners
.
The
domestics
,
after
being
carefully
searched
and
disarmed
,
were
confined
in
another
part
of
the
castle
;
and
Rowena
was
refused
even
the
comfort
she
might
have
derived
from
the
attendance
of
her
handmaiden
Elgitha
.
The
apartment
in
which
the
Saxon
chiefs
were
confined
,
for
to
them
we
turn
our
first
attention
,
although
at
present
used
as
a
sort
of
guard-room
,
had
formerly
been
the
great
hall
of
the
castle
.
It
was
now
abandoned
to
meaner
purposes
,
because
the
present
lord
,
among
other
additions
to
the
convenience
,
security
,
and
beauty
of
his
baronial
residence
,
had
erected
a
new
and
noble
hall
,
whose
vaulted
roof
was
supported
by
lighter
and
more
elegant
pillars
,
and
fitted
up
with
that
higher
degree
of
ornament
,
which
the
Normans
had
already
introduced
into
architecture
.
Cedric
paced
the
apartment
,
filled
with
indignant
reflections
on
the
past
and
on
the
present
,
while
the
apathy
of
his
companion
served
,
instead
of
patience
and
philosophy
,
to
defend
him
against
every
thing
save
the
inconvenience
of
the
present
moment
;
and
so
little
did
he
feel
even
this
last
,
that
he
was
only
from
time
to
time
roused
to
a
reply
by
Cedric
's
animated
and
impassioned
appeal
to
him
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Cedric
,
half
speaking
to
himself
,
and
half
addressing
himself
to
Athelstane
,
"
it
was
in
this
very
hall
that
my
father
feasted
with
Torquil
Wolfganger
,
when
he
entertained
the
valiant
and
unfortunate
Harold
,
then
advancing
against
the
Norwegians
,
who
had
united
themselves
to
the
rebel
Tosti
.
It
was
in
this
hall
that
Harold
returned
the
magnanimous
answer
to
the
ambassador
of
his
rebel
brother
.
Oft
have
I
heard
my
father
kindle
as
he
told
the
tale
.
The
envoy
of
Tosti
was
admitted
,
when
this
ample
room
could
scarce
contain
the
crowd
of
noble
Saxon
leaders
,
who
were
quaffing
the
blood-red
wine
around
their
monarch
.
"
