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306 .a -monk's story.
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4 Hol I, Edmond Cross , Conceive A Monk ...
"Well then , Raymond , I will ¦ say more . Raymond , I know _tliou lovest me !"
He caught her in _his arms , and pressed her to his heart . I was very guilty ; I ought to have torn them asunder , but , somehow ,
my brain was in a state of bewilderment , and before I could collect . my thoughtsthey had departedseemingly more in love than ever .
, , All that night , I prayed for Raymond's soul . Some while after this , as I was illuminating a missal in my cell ,
I laid aside my pencil to listen to a strange sound . " Were it the winter torrent , " said . ' I to myself , ¦ " I should say this were the swelling of
Just then , Brother Walter rushed in , _" Quick , quick , to the belfry , " cried heout of breath * "by the holy roodnever did I
, ,, see such a throng ! " I ran to the roof , and thence I could see the whole road to the
-castle , choked , fairly choked , with a dark heaving throng , that pressed steadily onwards to the gates , while even where I stood ,
came over the water the most horrid imprecations and yells . They _-carried torches in their handsand their gestures were so
threaten-, ing , that I exclaimed to Brother Walter , " Good God ! they are not going to burn a De Bayhurst in his own castle ! Your ears are
sharper ¦ " Now than I do mine " rep brother lied he , , can as a you sharper not catch yell a than word ever ? " came over
, the water . " It is , the witch ! the witch ! By the holy rood , they want that spirit wife of his to be given up to them ! "
Before we could rush to the good abbot , whom we found hastily preparing to go to Raymond's assistance—oh , he was ever so full of
mercy and forgiveness , was our holy father I—we perceived , even at this distancea sudden change in the humour of the wild rabble ,
, and a monk whom our abbot had already despatched to the castle , soon after this returned , and related to us the cause , informing us
at the same time , that the danger was over for the present , and the crowd already dispersing . But the danger had been very
imminent . The crowd were making vehement demands for the witch , and the
torches were just about to be put to the gates , when De Bayhurst himself leapt among them . The light of a hundred ancestors was
in his eye , and all his generous soul spoke in his glorious countenanceas he cried : " My menI will save you from a hideous
crime , ! you know you have caug , ht meat a disadvantage , when I happen to have scarce a follower within theso gates ; but ; even you
. must be mad or drunk , ere you would demand a woman , for you are English , my men , and bitterly in sackcloth and ashes would
you repent to-morrow , had you your will to-day . Come , I will save you from that ; slay medo your will with meI am a man . "
, , Gh , what a shout then rent the air from all that throng , how instantaneously all their humour changed ! From hate , their fierce
mood turned to rapturous admiration , and they brought the leaves
306 .A -Monk's Story.
306 . a -monk ' s story .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Jan. 1, 1863, page 306, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01011863/page/18/
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