[The Lady Of Blossholme by H. Rider Haggard]@TWC D-Link bookThe Lady Of Blossholme CHAPTER V 23/40
My orders to them were to seize him living, but the old English bull would not yield, and fought so fiercely that it ended otherwise--to my sorrow." The monk put down his bread, for which he seemed to have no further appetite. "A dreadful deed," he said, "for which one day you must answer to God and man." "For which we all must answer," corrected the Abbot, "down to the last lay-brother and soldier--you as much as any of us, Brother, for were you not present at our quarrel ?" "So be it, Abbot.
Being innocent, I am ready.
But that is not the end of it.
The Lady Cicely, on hearing of this murder--nay, be not wrath, I know no other name for it--and learning that you claimed her as your ward, flies to her affianced lover, Sir Christopher Harflete, and that very day is married to him by the parish priest in yonder church." "It was no marriage.
Due notice had not been given.
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