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been proud of them. They would have Scarcely had the knight time to do commanded admiration among the mar- justice to the good cheer, when he was vellous streets of elder Babylon ; they apprised that the bath awaited his pleawould have glorified, ay, and survived sure; and from thence he was escorted that imperial city.
to the chamber of Daïs, where a couch
of gorgeous draperies, counterpane of • “With towers and temples progrly elevate
On seven sniall hills, with palaces adorbed, purple velvet, sheets like snow, and Porches, and theatres, baths, aqueducts,
blankets white as ine,- Indian vases Statues, and trophies, and triumphal arcs.” of rich flowers,-a cage of golden lattice What then must be the effect of this filled with burning perfumes, and Tyrian colossal structure, as the cynosure of a
arras, representing the exploits broad delicious dale;—with no neigh- Crusaders, all testified how welcome to bour to its solitary magnificence; nothing
Bolton castle, was the brother-in-arms but rich pastures, dark forest trees, and of its lord. blue waters, to divide attention ; the
Here Sir Angelo received the very bleak mountains of old Warden and acceptable tidings that his squire with Penhill, its only rivals in bulk, and they his sumpter mule had arrived; and, in too distant to echo back the thunder's consequence, our wandering knight launched on its rebellowing pile in the found ample employment in exchanging
his armour for a lighter habit, in which summer storm !
As Sir Angelo tramped through the he purposed to appear before the bagreat gateway in the eastern front, the towers soared so high that the sun, though A close-fitting jupon of cloth of silver
His choice was sumptuous but simple. his goal was still distant, burnished the standard of Scroop, impaling Neville on
without seam, and bordered with red
velours, reached the knee: the the south tower ;--while the quadrangle, immersed in shadow, had something in- splendid military belt of scarlet morocco expressibly awful, from the uncommon
wrought with gold filagree, crossed it at height of the buildings that surrounded it, the hips : hose of white camlet, powdered whose gloomy sides, however, were greatly fretted with silver; and over all he threw
with sunflowers, terminated in sandals enlivened by the rich decoration of their bright windows, exhibiting in mullion coloured samite, having the foliated
an exceedingly long mantle of purpleand arch, beautiful variegations of ornament and mould. The Lady Aveline border, so fashionable in those days, and sat in her bower, a pleasant apartment
a large red cross, embroidered on the
shoulder. in the southern range of the castle;
When we add, that the black
and two lovely children, about six and 'eight curly hair, now fleckering with insidious years old, were engaged at her feet, in grey, was duly anointed; and the mus
tachios and beard carefully crisped and some childish play, occasionally distracting their beautiful mother's attention
,—we have nothing left but to from the gorgeous illuminations of the accompany our old acquaintance Polyparchment she was perusing ;—when the
dore the page, under his new title and missives, of which Sir Angelo was the
costume, to the lady Aveline's bower. bearer, were put into her hands.
Up the huge winding staircase, in the she kiss the seal
, and then, scarcely able ing fire-places, and ponderous cornices, A cry of joy escaped her; fondly did south-west tower, along broad galleries,
and through stately rooms, with yawnto articulate her orders, that Sir Angelo and carved oaken ceilings, and hangLascelles should be honourably enter. ings of divers colours, and divers histotained, till she could be sufficiently ries, they led Sir Angelo, till the composed to receive him,-she hastily usher stopped at a fine round-arched severed the blue silk, broke up the wax,
door. and was soon immersed in the precious and welcome intelligence they contained. beautiful apartment, not tapestried as
Opening at his touch, it discovered a Great was the bustle of the officious the others, but painted in fresco, with domestics in attending the stranger whom their mistress delighted to honour.
some festal scenes of old romance; for, First, Sir Angelo was ushered into lasters and balconies of a banquet house,
in one compartment, there were the pithe hall, where, according to the profuse filled with gaily attired revellers; in hospitality of the time,--the table dor- another, a garden with fountains of silver mant stood, garnished with all kinds of waters, and birds of rich plumage; in a delicates.
third, a forest of lawny vistas, all sun • Paradise Regained.
and shade, where the hart and the roe disported and basked. Fresh and fine health, gallantry, escapes, and precise rerushes were strewn most orderly on the turn of her beloved Adrian; and listenfloor ;-and large China vessels, filled ing with artless eagerness to Sir Angelo's with fragrant flowers, stood in soft dal- answers--the sensations which every look liance with the warm evening zephyrs and accent awakened in Polydore’s that floated in voluptuously from the breast were so acute, that nothing less open lattices of three great windows, one than a long habitual discipline of dissiof which admitted the western sun that mulation could have borne him through, obscured every thing in its own bril- or empowered him to suppress the cry of liance; while the other two facing the agony that sometimes struggled in his south, looked down over Wensley dale throat, and at others rose to his very and its twin-sister Coverdale, grouped lips. Even the rousing chronicles of with herds of cows pouring their frothy Christendom and Osmanlie, and the treasures into the vessels of the hind or glorious pictures of palmy Palestine, dairy-maid.
which Aveline's interrogatories conjured A boundless overlay of tranquil sun- up-mighty as were the memories they light tinged the glossy red, the snowy invoked—could scarcely for a moment white, and the speckless black of the withdraw him from the ever gnawing, kine, the party-coloured raiment of the ever burning thought, that he was in the peasants, the luxurious verdure of the presence of one to whom he had once crofts, the darker greenery of the trees, surrended his affections, and received and the cool azure of the Ure, with its her's in return; for whose sake he had overpowering but most serene reful- endured an irremediable ignominy; gence; while the distant village of Mid- that it was Aveline-Aveline Neville, at dleham, with its castle towers and church whose side he was then sitting, who had steeple, stood shimmering in the golden obliterated from her affection; ay, from light.
her very remembrance, every trace of him In this chamber, so sacred to a sum- who was once so dear-him who loved mer's eve, did the Scourged Page once her still with a passion which borrowed more gaze upon Aveline Neville, after a its chief ingredient from revenge ! lapse of five and twenty years; and so
We must now use our high prerogaconipletely had those years done their tive, and annihilate time and space in work both on Polydore's face and Ave. order to suit the limits of this our true line's heart, that even while she saluted Chronicle of Bolton Castle. him as a stranger by his knightly name; Imagine, then, nearly a month to have nay, while her eyes glittering with dewy elapsed since our last paragraph. Condelight, thanked him as the herald of her ceive that interval to have been embellord's return; while her heart honoured lished with all the gorgeous manifestahim as lord Adrian's brother in arms, tions of ceremony and courtesy which and while her lips blessed him as the that pictorial age of chivalry loved to preserver of his life, not a transient Aash create for the entertainment of those of idea, not a glimpse of memory sug- whom men held honourable. Paint, in gested aught of what he had once been as lively colours as you can, the festito herself!
vals, the huntings, and the jousts, which 'Twere vain to say what emotions made old Wensley dale rock with the shook Sir Angelo, as his eyes wandered galloping of coursers, the blowing of from that form (whose cherished graces horns, the clashing of shields, and the of girlhood were now developed in the ringing of bells. full flowering beauty of the matron) to Suppose Sir Angelo Lascelles to be the two noble children who, having over- the distinguished hero of all these revelcome their first awe, were now playing lings; and imagine the beautiful and about his stately form, and admiring his illustrious Chatelaine presiding over all, costly habit.
with high habitual state, and that frank, Whatever those feelings were, Sir An- joyous courtesy, which mine host of the gelo mastered them admirably; and, ere Black Bull so graphically described to long, all the embarrassment of a first ac- the Crusader, bright and bountiful as the quaintance having worn off, the Ba- sun, and as inaccessible too ! roness Scroop and the disgraced page of But Sir Angelo, profoundly subtle as Middleham were in the easy and full his ingine was in most instances, fell flow of an interesting conversation. With short in this ; and, like all villains, thinkthis difference, however, that while Ave- ing contemptuously of the sex, he took line was questioning of matters most this liberality for license. dear and near to her heart, such as the Still, intoxicated as he was with the
condescension of lady Aveline, and crav- at the post of honour ; but herein was a ing, he knew not what of vengeance, marvellous change: the lady Baroness Polydore was not insane enough to im. no longer appeared to affect the brotheragine, that to approach her affections by in-arms of her lord in public as hereto. the usual avenues, would ensure the ca- fore; while, in private, they were conpitulation, if not the surrender so im- stantly together. She was for ever seekportant to the gratification of his odious ing his conversation, and always left him passions.
with increased disquietude and gloom, No! his demeanour was uniform and While in the presence of her guests, or guarded. Seated next to her siege of even before her vassals and attendants, state at the banquet, galloping at her side Aveline exhibited manifest tokens of rein the field, or sporting on the rushes straint towards the Crusader, and always with the little Cicely and Maximilian seemed to hesitate between the awkward. in her bower, the Crusader ransacked ness of leaving him entirely unnoticed, every chamber of his imagination for ma- and the embarrassment of addressing him terials wherewith to weave the golden net in which it was his object to ensnare the Sir Angelo seemed at once to possess noblest as well as the loveliest lady in all a repellant and attractive power, which the North Riding.
the lady was both unable to resist and And as far as his measures were cau- unwilling to obey. tiously concerted did they succeed.
Now, there was a domestic in the Sir Angelo now comported himself as princely establishment at Bolton castle an affectionate brother towards Aveline, who looked upon Lady Scroop with idola. and the lady on her part already enter- trous affection, tained for the Crusader that undisguised Accustomed from her age, the length regard which he fattered himself was of her service, and the post she filled in less cold than that of a sister.
the household, not less than from a mind Accordingly he proceeded to his next better cultivated than usual, and a heart step in his gigantic treachery.
full of honest love, to share the unre. A change exhibited itself by degrees in served confidence of her lady—this myshis conversation and demeanour. Me- terious change peculiarly afflicted the old lancholy reveries, even in lady Scroop's nurse Pamphila Norris. own presence-smiles cut short with But it was not her wont to foster in sighs—interrogatories not meant to be secret any consuming grief, especially understood-broken apostrophes intend- where her beloved lady was in the quesed to be only too intelligible-involun- tion; and as we, too, like to unbosom tary starts, and abrupt gestures; all apo- ourselves of any perilous stuff, the reader logized for immediately; together with must just imagine himself in that large sundry similar mummeries, did our ad- bed-room in the north west tower; venturer begin to play off, to the great where, if he visits Bolton now, he will pain as well as perplextity of Aveline; be shewn the dim lozenged lattice in its whose mind, as simple as it was generous, coved recess, on a pane of which Queen remained disagreeably suspended be- Mary Stuart inscribed her celebrated tween anxiety to discover the source of lines—and a disconsolate looking place it Sir Angelo's perturbation, and delicacy is; but at the period when we draw the that prohibited her appearing to notice curtain from the scene, it wore a very it.
different aspect. On a sudden the lady of Bolton be- It was night. A braul, of unusual came as mysterious and melancholy as magnificence, had been held in honour of Sir Angelo himself.
young Maximilian's eighth birth-day. Her change of cheer was remarked The guests had now returned to their with surprise and sorrow, not only by stately homes, or retired to their rest in the inmates of the castle, but also by the castle : the lights had ceased to flare those who assembled at its splendid hos- along the deep quadrangle, or to flash pitalities.
from the galleries and windows. Not that the entertainments were sus- The chamber was arrayed in the costpended, or that Aveline withdrew from liest garniture, where colours bourgeon, them that spirit of enchantment which ing on damask and brocade, or subdued her presence always inspired.
along the storied arras, blended dreamily She was still, where the lady Chate, with the softened lights, and faint perlaine was looked for, on her siege of fumes that floated through the apartDaïs in the hall, or in her balcony in the ment. tilt yard : and, as usual, Sir Angelo was The baroness was half sitting, half reclining in a large chair ; her hair, un- foisted upon him; and which he had bound, floated over her bosom, whose rashly undertaken, from zeal for that loosened zone almost betrayed the para- unjustifiable friend.”. dise it was meant to protect.
“And ignorance of his admirable The silken sandals were unlaced from wife?-closed not the pleading thus, her fairy feet, one of which old Pam- lady?”. phila, on her knees, was gently chafing; Blood-red blushed the beautiful lady the gorgeous cap of Maintenance, purple Scroop-blazed angrily her eye,—and lined with ermine, lay beside lady Ave- scornfully her lip curled ;—you would line, and, across it, an inestimable car. have paused, as men listen, when the canet, of great rubies and emeralds inter- lightning hath flashed, for the tremenchanged, was tossed as if in disdain. dous music of the thunder.
The lady was speaking vehemently. Not so, nurse Pamphila; who stood
“Yes Pamphila! he admitted the fact! her ground, and met these boding signs Much importuned, Sir Angelo did re- with the dogged imperturbable air of one luctantly confess, that he had been dele- prepared for the worst, and resolved to gated by my husband, an accredited spy! combat with it too.
-foh ! how beastly the word sounds! Quickly, however, as the summer a spy upon my conduct—in the arduous blaze softly shimmering in midnight situation of Chatelaine, think ye?-oh heaven, in whose silent train comes, no no!”here lady Scroop laughed bitterly, explosion, the expression passed away. "oh! no, no !-but as the young dame « Well, and if he did say so, my most -(save the mark!) the comely dame- sententious and censorious Pamphila ! the wanton dame-(nay, interrupt me that wife knows herself too well, either not ! if my lord Scroop spoke not that to feel degraded by unjust suspicion, or -his injurious act expressed it!)—I say elated by presumptuous flattery." this Crusader, this stranger to my house, “ Lady! the angry spot is yet on your my honour, and myself—is sent by my brow, although the gentle word is on dishonourable lord to spy out, ascertain, your lip,—but the old nurse hath begun and faithfully report, forsooth — how boldly, may she go on safely?” Aveline Neville deports herself in his “ She may !" was the steadfast answer absence ;—whether, as a mistress she is of the beautiful Baroness:--and, reasonprudent, affectionate as a mother, or- ably anticipating something of what fol(patience just heaven !)—faithful as a lowed, though far from dreaming all, wife !"
Aveline sate, with rigid hand, comA violent burst of hysterical tears pressed lip, and managed eye,-upright closed this speech.
in her velvet chair, as Pamphila Norris Pamphila Norris, in the meantime, proceeded. listened, without either raising her coif- " That's mine own sweet lily !-and ed head, or suspending her office of tell me now quietly,—why hast thou chafing those lovely little feet, which, by been of late so frequently with Sir Antheir agitation seemed ever and anon gelo Lascelles alone?” manifestly to threaten the destruction of “Would you have us agitate such the good old woman's equilibrium; a themes in public?” thing not easily to be restored, if we con- “No, sweeting ! - surely; but, the sider that lengthy and cumbrous involu- bitter tale having been told, who would tion of apparel, and the portly demensions touch a poisoned cup twice ?”. of the wearer.
“ They who think an antidote lies at At length, when the passion had ex- the bottom ! the burning pang of insult pired in low piteous sobs - Pamphila was to be cooled only by contempt !". ceased chafing her lady's foot, and turn- “ Now forbid it all the saints! but ing up to her, a face, which, muffled as this false knight hath been talking deceit it was with the curtch to her brow, and to my own guileless Aveline!” the gorgot to her chin, with not a lock Oh Pamphila ! he hath been breathof her grey hair visible-left you to ing in mine ears sounds like some halfimagine how well she would have looked lost old melody; his words I scarcely as a specimen in the British or Hunter- marked, but his speech had such a ian Museum,--she broke silence.
strange charm; it was as though in win“ And what said the valiant Crusader ter's gloom, and cold, some chance refor himself, my sweet lady-bird ?”
called to one the sunshine and sweet “ Why? what should he say, save that flowers of summer.” he took shame to himself for the un- “ And you listened ?" generous office which Lord Scroop had “ How could I help but listen?”
“ And often and over ?”
carved for himself the pie he hath marred “ Again and again and again-till”. for his master; this reveller at other “Oh my poor child! till what?" men's tables,—this chieftain in other
« Till I detected him !-till I observ- men's houses, is no other than that ed the serpent's trail too manifest upon Polydore, thy father's page, at Middlethe flowers I had so perilously admired!” ham, whom they whipt because the poor “ Well! well, and then ?"
cur's mouth watered at forbidden dainNay, Pamphila, my lord hath ties. Marry, they say he hath paid off foully wronged the wife of his bosom, part of the old score, and still thinks the and she must have vengeance !"
debt too deep by half!”. « Oh, for pity, my lady!”
“ Cruel Pamphila! canst thou find no “ Vengeance,
say, her bleeding other food for thy mockery than the events honour asks, and shall obtain :--but, oh, of that dreadful time?" Norris! not that frantic that suicidal “ Would I were mocking!” replied vengeance, which, in order to punish a the nurse, with trembling eagerness, and groundless jealousy, proves it to be just! forthwith proceeded fully to unbosom No! bear witness, angels! that know herself in the ears of her affrighted and how innocent I am of ought that may breathless mistress. impugn a matron's honour, - not all It is not the province of our humble Lord Adrian's injurious suspicion, not chronicle to enter into minute details ; all his knightly emissary's sugared adula- and we are thankful that it is no business tion, have quenched in Aveline Neville's of ours to relate how Polydore got to the bosom, one spark of a wife's affection, or Holy Land, how long he had been there, loosened one link of a wife's fidelity !” and how he became distinguished in the
And Lady Aveline, wreathing her Crusaders' host, not less for good fortune white arms around Pamphila's neck, and than valour. hiding her glowing face in her bosom, Among their fruits, it is enough for us indulged in a second but less passionate to record bis attainment to that honour luxury of tears.
which in those days rendered him the “Sweetest Lady Aveline!” at length peer of nobles, and the associate of sovesaid the sage and deep accents of the good reigns, together with the friendship of old Pamphila,—“ sweetest lady! waste the Baron of Bolton; on which last cirnot thy time and powers upon this boot- cumstance, the adventurer purposed to less passion. Bless heaven, as I do, that build his entire structure of indemnity thou hast had wisdom and grace,-in the for the past, and aggrandisement for the hour of temptation; and, now, listen future. from what a snare thou has been deli- He had not been long an inmate of vered! Thou knowest Lambert, the Bolton Castle,-- where it is hardly necescastlewarden ?"
sary to say he had no commission what“How should I not know my foster- ever from the Lord Scroop, beyond that brother, my kind Pamphila's only son ?" which ushered him to the unbounded
“Well! I meant not that; but thou hospitality of a princely mansion, and the rememberest he was the porter at Mid- good graces of a consort, whom Baron dleham; and, at thy suit, my Lord Adrian trusted as absolutely as he loved Scroop advanced him to be warden here intensely,---Polydore, we say, had not of Bolton.”
been long there, before he had fully (as “ Good nurse! the night wears late he fancied) secured the co-operation of and mine eyes wax dull!"
Lambert Norris, already privy to his • They will be keener anon! This mysterious and fatal re-appearance at stranger knight_"
Middleham. “Oh, enough, enough of him !"
This was the man whom he had “ Ay, and more than enough!--but noticed in the solar at the hostel of the not half what you are like to have ! -no Black Bull. On that occasion he revealed stranger is he !"
himself to Lambert, and partly by threats “Sayest thou ?"
of the past and promises for the future, " I say he is no stranger,--no knight, he obtained his oath of secresy; and or, if he be a knight, no better an one secured his promise not to interfere with than may be made out of a Scourged his designs, which, by degrees,—then, Page”
and, subsequently at Bolton, he fully " What?"
unfolded to his weak and pusillanimous “ This crusader, this intelligencer, as vassal, whom, in fact, the master vilhe delivers himself, of my Lord Scroop; lany of Polydore fairly overcrowed. this trusty servitor, who would fain see From that period, however, the poor