“At first,” said Richard, “I was in an anchoret’s cell, in the wall of a church. So please you, Madame, I must not name names; but when Adam, bearing me faint and well-nigh dying on his back, saw the twinkling light in the churchyard, he knocked, and entreated aid. The good anchoret pitied my need at first, and when he learnt my name, he gave me shelter for my father’s sake, the friend of all religious men. I lay on his little bed, in the chamber in the wall, till I could again walk. Meanwhile, Adam watched in the woods at hand, and from time to time came at night to see how I fared, and bring me tidings. Simon was still holding out Kenilworth, and we hoped to join him there; but when we set forth I was still lame, and too feeble to go far in a day; and we fell in with—within short, with a band of robbers, who detained us, half as guests, half as captives. They needed Adam’s stout arm; and there was a shrewd, gray, tough old fellow, who had been in Robin Hood’s band, and was looked up to as a sort of prince among them, who was bent on making us one with them. Lady, you would smile to hear how the old man used to sit by me as I lay on the rushes, and talk of outlawry, as Father Adam de Marisco used to talk of learning—as a good and noble science, decaying for want of spirit and valour in these days. It was all laziness, he said; barons and princes must needs have their wars, and use up all the stout men that were fit to bend a bow in a thicket. If the Prince went on at this rate, he said, there would soon be not an honest outlaw to be found in England! But he was a kind old man, and very good to me; and he taught me how to shoot with the long bow better than ever our master at Odiham could. However, I could not brook the spoiler’s life, and the band did not trust me; so, as we found that Kenilworth had fallen, as soon as my strength had returned to me, we stole away from the outlaws, and came southwards, hoping to find my mother at Odiham. Hearing that Odiham too was gone from us, we have lurked in Alton Wood till means should serve us for reaching the coast.”
“Till thou hast found the friend who has longed for thee, and sought for thee,” replied Eleanor. “What didst thou do, young Richard, to win my husband’s heart so entirely in his captivity?”
“I know not, Lady, why he should take thought for me,” bluntly said Richard, with a return of the sensation of being coaxed and talked over.
“Methinks I can tell thee one cause,” returned the Princess. “Was there not a time when thou didst overhear him concerting with Thomas de Clare the plan of an escape, and thou didst warn them that thou wast at hand; ay, and yet didst send notice to thy father?”
“Yes,” answered Richard with surprise; “I could do no other.”
“Even so,” said Eleanor. “And thus didst thou win the esteem of thy kinsman. ‘The stripling is loyal and trustworthy,’ he has said to me; ‘pity that such a heart should be pierced in an inglorious field. Would that I could find him, and strive to return to him something of what his father’s care hath wrought for me.’ Richard, trust me, it would be a real joy and lightening of his grief to have thee with him.”
“Grief, Madame!” repeated Richard. “I little thought he grieved for my father, who, but for him, would be—” and a sob checked him, as the contrast rose before him of the great Earl and beautiful Countess presiding over their large family and princely household, and the scattered ruined state of all at present.
“He shall answer that question himself,” said Eleanor. “See, here he comes to meet us by the beechwood alley.”
And in fact, a form, well suited to its setting within the stately aisles of the beech trees, was pacing towards them. The chase had ended, and hearing that his wife had walked forth into the wood, the Prince had come by another path to meet her, and his rare and beautiful smile shone out as he saw who was her companion. “Art making friends with my young cousin?” he said affectionately.
“I would fain do so,” replied Eleanor; “but alas, my Lord! he feels that there is a long dark reckoning behind, that stands in the way of our friendship.”