However, as he had killed everybody round about him, there was but little danger of his discovery; and the Knight of the Spectacles, as he was called, went about York quite unmolested, and at liberty to attend to his own affairs.
We wish to be brief in narrating this part of the gallant hero's existence; for his life was one of feeling rather than affection, and the description of mere sentiment is considered by many well-informed persons to be tedious.

What WERE his sentiments now, it may be asked, under the peculiar position in which he found himself?
He had done his duty by Rowena, certainly: no man could say otherwise.

But as for being in love with her any more, after what had occurred, that was a different question.

Well, come what would, he was determined still to continue doing his duty by her;--but as she was whisked away the deuce knew whither, how could he do anything?
So he resigned himself to the fact that she was thus whisked away.
He, of course, sent emissaries about the country to endeavor to find out where Rowena was: but these came back without any sort of intelligence; and it was remarked, that he still remained in a perfect state of resignation.

He remained in this condition for a year, or more; and it was said that he was becoming more cheerful, and he certainly was growing rather fat.