[The Star-Chamber, Volume 2 by W. Harrison Ainsworth]@TWC D-Link bookThe Star-Chamber, Volume 2 CHAPTER X 9/10
And as he spoke, he thrust back the apprentice with such force that he would have fallen to the ground if he had not dropped into the arms of his kneeling mistress. "Now, Sir Jocelyn," continued Sir Giles, fiercely; "you shall answer for this interference"-- "Hold!" interposed the authoritative voice of Prince Charles; "we must have no unseemly brawls here.
To your places at once in the procession, Sir Knights.
We are about to set forward to the tilt-yard." With this, he gave the word to move on, and all further sound of disturbance was drowned by the trampling of steeds and the bruit of the kettle-drums, cornets, and trumpets. Nowise disheartened by what had occurred, Dick Taverner would have followed with the stream, and carried his mistress and her grandsire along with him; but the former had been so much terrified by what had occurred, that dreading lest her lover's imprudence should get him into further scrapes, she positively refused to proceed any further. "I have seen quite enough," she cried; "and if you have any love for me, Dick, you will take me away, and not expose yourself to further risk.
If you are indeed bent on going on, I shall return with my grandsire." "He will do well to follow your advice, young mistress," said the deep voice which had previously sounded in Dick's ears; "if he had taken mine, he would not have voluntarily thrust himself into the fangs of the tiger, from which it is well for him that he has escaped with a whole skin." As this was said, Dick and his mistress turned towards the speaker, and beheld a tall man, masked, and muffled in a black cloak. "Heaven shield us! 'tis the Enemy!" exclaimed Gillian, trembling. "Not so, fair damsel," replied the disguised personage; "I am not the arch-enemy of man, neither am I enemy of yours, nor of Dick Taverner. Your froward lover neglected my previous caution, but I will give him another, in the hope that you may induce him to profit by it.
Let him keep out of the reach of Sir Giles Mompesson's emissaries, or his wedding-day will be longer in coming than you both hope for.
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