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Heiress of Haddon

Chapter 9 AT THE COCK TAVERN, LONDON.

Word Count: 2288    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

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Temple Bar. They were dusty with hard riding, and evidently in no good humour with themselves nor with anyone with whom they were broug

he strode quickly into the inn without uttering a word. The young man, however, got off his saddle in a more leisurely

ts," the ostler ventured to remark,

is no affair of thine; but an you keep good

I always look well after gentlemen's horses, I do.

ssibly want them for the return journey to-morrow: tend them well;" and leaving a few final instructi

table before him that he did not notice the approach of his friend, and it was not until t

we shall fall to directly; but I w

uired Stanley, "t

plied Sir George, as he thru

the atto

fact, that he never came across a more unpromising case

y always do say so. I tell you it

hing, they don't count now in courts of law here. T

ere, for no one would dare to resist thee; but you see, Sir

nd it, of course, I'm not much of a lawyer; but he says 'tis the work of tha

what

laim the benefit of clergy. I know some of the prayers, and if I can only find th

enemies at Cou

self when the time comes, and in the meantime I will ad

added Sir Thomas, "I

las B

ord Ke

why

a har

is a flaw in the proceedings he will point it out for us, and that will be better than nau

rd Burleigh first,

ith the Queen," Stanley went on. "He owe

g," interposed the baron. "Le

Sir George carefully deposited it within his breast pocket, and r

inn a very different

d the horses, emerged into the yard again, and putting his fingers into his mouth he blew

door of the stable loft above him opened, and the h

lear?" he

dine. I didn't know you were the

re disguised Edmund Wynne, and the two, secure from i

ones?" he asked, as he f

t did Sir Thomas say to you

Sir T

s Stanley,

mention the a

e say aught

name yet. He did not mention anybody, only to say how that the old man, the baro

s," quickly r

, nor do I think you are a broken-down wool merchant either; but so long as you pay me w

y," Edmund promptly replied.

if anybody asks about you I don'

tly;

, and will keep you well informed of the movements of y

nk it

ot go far to

atched. What accommodation have you he

y in t

here--in the yard. I am expect

ee. It me

urse i

ll run gre

here, I trow, as elsewhere; only see that they don't have too much drink,

easily enough. I shall bolt the doors and fasten th

are not prisoners, but men who

n in the most unconcerned manner possible. "I

hilling for some ale, which they will be expecting.

them to hang about here that's very certain, for our landlord would have his e

ed Edmund; "meet them at

while you will have a first-rate v

ntertai

er's company, too," and pushing the door still farther open, he pointed out to Edmund Wynne's

tres of the earliest dramatic times. Nothing could present a much greater contrast than the elaborate drapery and the ingenious trap-doors, side wings, and numerous other

bout from city to town, and from village to hamlet, giving their perform

h as this that the

by a number of empty boxes-which a torn piece of faded tapestry vainly endeavoured to hide from view. A small gallery ran along the wall at the rear of the stage, which was ready to do duty as the wall of a castle, a fort, a mou

ate display before, and for a time he watched i

ed the ostler, as he drew his head in after a prolonged l

" angrily interrupted Edmund

ook here; here is a proper lord for you,

?" he quic

hat little pl

hanging fro

her without the moon. Look there;" and he pointed to where two or three gaily-bedecked ladies and some equally gaily-attired gallan

he said. "Who migh

Joan and the cardina

who ar

the big buckles on hi

dn

ed Edmund, "he is

boy beside him is little Philip. He is the pet of the Court already, but heig

efully retreated well into the shade.

ou see, 'tis only a loft door, and it is as often open as

would beset him in the capital; and in the extremity of his fear he absolutely shook with terror. Fortunately, however, for him, his companion was too engrossed in watching the new arrivals, as they rapidly flocked in, to notice his agitation, and for some time he was left to his own uncomfortable reflections. In vain he wis

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