"Who?"
"De la Zouch."
"Sir Henry de la Zouch!" repeated the maid. ""Tis he then who has been treating thee so ill. Were he not a n.o.ble, my Will should thrash him soundly for daring to offend so sweet a lady."
"Take these b.a.l.l.s to Master Manners, Lettice," said her mistress, composing herself as well as she was able. "You will find him waiting for them on the bowling green. Tell him I will rejoin him soon."
Lettice unfastened the door and disappeared down the pa.s.sage in obedience to the command whilst Dorothy re-arranged her disordered head-dress, hesitating the while whether to venture out again or to stay within doors.
Ere she had decided which course to take, Lettice returned. Her face was deeply flushed and her manner unusually agitated.
"Why, what"s the matter?" asked Dorothy. "Has he a.s.sailed thee, too?"
"He is telling the baron such a tale," replied the maid. "He says thou lovest him, and he is asking Sir George and my lady for thy hand. O, Dorothy, believe me, "tis only that thou art so fair and so rich that he seeks thee, and when he has thy gold and the bloom of thy beauty begins to fade (which G.o.d forfend!) he will care naught for thee, and leave thee for another."
"I know it, Lettice."
"They are in the little bower, and I could hear everything," pursued the maid. "That De la Zouch is jealous of another, and is seeking to get him out of the way. He says that Master Manners killed the pedlar, and "fore heaven, we all know it was the witch."
"Master Manners?" echoed Dorothy.
"Yes," returned the maid, "and he says he can prove it, but the good knight, your father, won"t believe him. Master Manners denies it, of course--but lack-a-day, what ails thee now? Thou art as white as the veriest ghost!"
""Tis nothing," replied Doll, as she sank down into a chair. "I am a trifle faint; give me some water, Lettice."
"Nay, but it is something," returned the other, as she speedily complied with her mistress"s behest. "Thou canst not throw me off like that. Come, my good lady, tell me what it is; there are few things you hide from me."
"There is nothing to tell you, Lettice," she replied, "but prithee go on; what did Sir Henry de la Zouch make answer?"
"He said he had a witness, but I had to hasten away, for I heard footsteps approaching; but come, I can read your secret; Master Manners will make a worthy knight."
"Keep such thoughts to thyself, Lettice," Dorothy blushingly replied.
"Trust me," said the maid, with a toss of her pretty head. "I will do thy bidding; but faith! you will be a comely pair."
"Hush, or I shall be angry with thee. I tell thee he has said naught yet."
"And I tell thee, Mistress Dorothy," returned Lettice, "he is head and ears in love with thee. I would stake my troth on it; there!"
"I wish it were so," sighed Dorothy, "for I love him dearly."
"It is so, a.s.suredly it is," replied her companion, decisively. "Let me give him a hint, my lady."
"No, Lettice, not another word; don"t breathe it to a soul unless I bid thee."
"My Will could do it," continued the other, "an you would but let him try. He can do anything that way, Will can."
"Be quiet, Lettice; and mind you take care of your tongue. No one must even so much as guess at the truth; there, begone."
"Happen you would like to see if they have settled the matter?"
suggested the tire-maid; "let us go and see."
Dorothy willingly agreed, and away they went through room after room, until at last Lettice stopped.
"Let me open the window," she said; "we shall hear better here than anywhere else," and she stepped upon a chair and silently pushed the latticed window open. The balmy breeze came pouring into the room, bringing in with it the sound of the conversation from outside.
"That"s splendid," she said. "Now, my lady, listen."
"I tell you it"s of no use, Sir Henry. I don"t believe a word of it."
"Nevertheless, Sir George, it"s perfectly true."
"Well, I cannot believe it," returned the baron, sharply, "but all the same, you will have to fight him now. We shall make quite a grand affair of it; "tis a rare long time since there was a tournament at Haddon."
"I had rather it pa.s.sed off quietly," suggested De la Zouch, who was by no means confident of his own prowess in a stern contest with naked weapons. "It is only by thy direct command that I have consented to enter the lists to fight him. "Tis more a case for the a.s.size than for thee. Sir George, and I have my honour to maintain."
"You must let that remain with me," replied the baron. "Eustace is but a page, and as Manners rightly enough pointed out, his word would count for little in such a circ.u.mstance. But apart from all such considerations, I flatly tell you, Sir Henry, that I don"t for a minute think him guilty. The ordeal--"
"Tut, bother the ordeal," broke in De la Zouch, who was rapidly losing control of his temper. "Then you doubt me?"
"You are rash, sir knight," interrupted Lady Maude. "You do not do proper justice to the baron."
"Hark! what"s that?" whispered Lettice, "There"s someone coming."
"Inside?"
"No, don"t you hear them coming on the gravel?"
"Listen," exclaimed Doll, nervously, ""twas but Eustace, the page, stealing away; he"s been playing eavesdropper."
"Like us," laughed the maid.
"Hush! Sir Henry is talking. How excited he is. Listen."
"I humbly crave his pardon then, fair lady. When shall I learn what fate you have in store for me?"
"Not till after the tournament, at least," promptly replied Lady Vernon.
"And that will be--prithee when?"
"This day week, and in the meantime I would advise you as a friend to practise well with your arms," and, added the baron with grim humour, "say your prayers day by day, Sir Henry, for Manners has not fought in the Netherlands for naught."
"Then I shall present myself before you, Lady Vernon, at the conclusion of the tourney," he loftily replied, "and I will have my answer then."
"If so be, that is, that there be aught left of thee to come,"
supplemented Sir George, considerably nettled at the other"s tone, "for I hear that Manners is terrible with the sword."
"Thank you, sir baron," was the proud retort, "but I have learnt ere now how to hold the lance, and can wield the mace;" and without deigning to cast a look behind him he strode away in an ill humour with himself and everybody else, to scowl in silence at the group of merrymakers on the green.