Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription 88 SOUTHWARD HO!
"Nay, Guillaume," answered the other, mildly ; " I heard
that you were here, and hawking, and resolved to share your
amusement. What has been your sport ?"" Nothing, my lord. I have scarcely seen a single bird, and
you remember the proverb´┐Ż' Who finds nothing, takes not
much.'"
The artlessness and simplicity of the troubadour's speech and
manner, for the first time, inspired some doubts in the mind of
Raymond, whether he could be so guilty as his enemies had
reported him. His purpose, when he came forth that morning,
had been to ride the supposed offender down, wherever he en-
countered him, and to thrust his boar-spear through his body.
Such was the summary justice of the feudal baron. Milder
thoughts had suddenly possessed him. If Raymond of Rous-
sillon was a stern man, jealous of his honor, and prompt in his
resentment, he at least desired to be a just man ; and a lurking
doubt of the motives of those by whom the troubadour had been
slandered, now determined him to proceed more deliberately in
the work of justice. IIe remembered the former confidence
which he had felt in the fidelity of the page, and he was not
insensible to the charm of his society. Every sentence which
had been spoken since their meeting had tended to make him
hesitate before he hurried to judgment in a matter where it was
scarcely possible to repair the wrong which a rash and hasty
vengeance might commit. By this time, they had entered the
wood together, and were now concealed from all human eyes.
The Lord of Roussillon alighted from his horse, and motioned
his companion to seat himself beside him in the shade. When
both were seated, and after a brief pause, Raymond addressed
the troubadour in the following language :
" Guillaume de Cabestaign," said he, " be sure I came not
hither this day to talk to you of birds and hawking, but of some-
thing more serious. Now, look upon me, and, as a true and
loyal servant, see that thou answer honestly to all that I shall
ask of thee."
The troubadour was naturally impressed by the stern sim-
plicity and solemnity of this exordium. He was not unaware
that, as the knight had alighted from his steed, he had done so
heavily, and under the impediment of concealed armor. His