"Indeed!" exclaimed Lady Assheton, springing towards Alizon, who was now sustained by young Richard Assheton; the forester having surrendered her to him. "How has this happened?" she inquired, giving her to breathe at a small phial.
"That I cannot tell you, cousin," replied Richard Assheton, "unless from some sudden fright."
"That was it, Master Richard," cried Robin Hood; "she cried out on hearing the clashing of swords just now, and, I think, pronounced your name, on finding you engaged with Sir Thomas, and immediately after turned pale, and would have fallen if I had not caught her."
"Ah, indeed!" exclaimed Lady Assheton, glancing at Richard, whose eyes fell before her inquiring gaze. "But see, she revives," pursued the lady. "Let me support her head."
As she spoke Alizon opened her eyes, and perceiving Richard Assheton, who had relinquished her to his relative, standing beside her, she exclaimed, "Oh! you are safe! I feared"—And then she stopped, greatly embarrassed.
"You feared he might be in danger from his fierce adversary," supplied Lady Assheton; "but no. The conflict is happily over, and he is unhurt."
"I am glad of it," said Alizon, earnestly.
"She had better be taken to the Abbey," remarked Sir Ralph, coming up.
"Nay, she will be more at ease at home," observed Lady Assheton with a significant look, which, however, failed in reaching her husband.
"Yes, truly shall I, gracious lady," replied Alizon, "far more so. I have given you trouble enough already."