"Art thou mad, De Bracy?" said Fitzurse. "Bethink thee that, though the

men be Saxons, they are rich and powerful, and regarded with the more

respect by their countrymen, that wealth and honour are but the lot of

few of Saxon descent."

"And should belong to none," said De Bracy; "the work of the Conquest

should be completed."

"This is no time for it at least," said Fitzurse "the approaching crisis

renders the favour of the multitude indispensable, and Prince John

cannot refuse justice to any one who injures their favourites."

"Let him grant it, if he dare," said De Bracy; "he will soon see the

difference betwixt the support of such a lusty lot of spears as mine,

and that of a heartless mob of Saxon churls. Yet I mean no immediate

discovery of myself. Seem I not in this garb as bold a forester as ever

blew horn? The blame of the violence shall rest with the outlaws of the

Yorkshire forests. I have sure spies on the Saxon's motions--To-night

they sleep in the convent of Saint Wittol, or Withold, or whatever they

call that churl of a Saxon Saint at Burton-on-Trent. Next day's march

brings them within our reach, and, falcon-ways, we swoop on them

at once. Presently after I will appear in mine own shape, play the

courteous knight, rescue the unfortunate and afflicted fair one from the

hands of the rude ravishers, conduct her to Front-de-Boeuf's Castle, or

to Normandy, if it should be necessary, and produce her not again to her

kindred until she be the bride and dame of Maurice de Bracy."

"A marvellously sage plan," said Fitzurse, "and, as I think, not

entirely of thine own device.--Come, be frank, De Bracy, who aided

thee in the invention? and who is to assist in the execution? for, as I

think, thine own band lies as far off as York."

"Marry, if thou must needs know," said De Bracy, "it was the Templar

Brian de Bois-Guilbert that shaped out the enterprise, which the

adventure of the men of Benjamin suggested to me. He is to aid me in

the onslaught, and he and his followers will personate the outlaws, from

whom my valorous arm is, after changing my garb, to rescue the lady."

"By my halidome," said Fitzurse, "the plan was worthy of your united

wisdom! and thy prudence, De Bracy, is most especially manifested in the

project of leaving the lady in the hands of thy worthy confederate. Thou

mayst, I think, succeed in taking her from her Saxon friends, but how

thou wilt rescue her afterwards from the clutches of Bois-Guilbert seems

considerably more doubtful--He is a falcon well accustomed to pounce on

a partridge, and to hold his prey fast."




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