"Saddle him then instantly, and attend me," said Varney. "Leave thy

clothes and baggage under charge of mine host; and I will conduct thee

to a service, in which, if thou do not better thyself, the fault shall

not be fortune's, but thine own."

"Brave and hearty!" said Lambourne, "and I am mounted in an

instant.--Knave, hostler, saddle my nag without the loss of one second,

as thou dost value the safety of thy noddle.--Pretty Cicely, take half

this purse to comfort thee for my sudden departure."

"Gogsnouns!" replied the father, "Cicely wants no such token from thee.

Go away, Mike, and gather grace if thou canst, though I think thou goest

not to the land where it grows."

"Let me look at this Cicely of thine, mine host," said Varney; "I have

heard much talk of her beauty."

"It is a sunburnt beauty," said mine host, "well qualified to stand out

rain and wind, but little calculated to please such critical gallants as

yourself. She keeps her chamber, and cannot encounter the glance of such

sunny-day courtiers as my noble guest."

"Well, peace be with her, my good host," answered Varney; "our horses

are impatient--we bid you good day."

"Does my nephew go with you, so please you?" said Gosling.

"Ay, such is his purpose," answered Richard Varney.

"You are right--fully right," replied mine host--"you are, I say, fully

right, my kinsman. Thou hast got a gay horse; see thou light not unaware

upon a halter--or, if thou wilt needs be made immortal by means of

a rope, which thy purpose of following this gentleman renders not

unlikely, I charge thee to find a gallows as far from Cumnor as thou

conveniently mayest. And so I commend you to your saddle."

The master of the horse and his new retainer mounted accordingly,

leaving the landlord to conclude his ill-omened farewell, to himself

and at leisure; and set off together at a rapid pace, which prevented

conversation until the ascent of a steep sandy hill permitted them to

resume it.

"You are contented, then," said Varney to his companion, "to take court

service?"

"Ay, worshipful sir, if you like my terms as well as I like yours."

"And what are your terms?" demanded Varney.

"If I am to have a quick eye for my patron's interest, he must have a

dull one towards my faults," said Lambourne.




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