of the counsel given to osbert clinton by the
cardinal.
their majesties had not long quitted lambeth palace, when the franciscan friar was summoned by rodomont to the presence of the cardinal.
while crossing the court with the monk, rodomont paused for a moment, and directed his companion’s attention to the lollards’ tower.
“you would imagine the prisoners must be secure in that tower, holy father,” he remarked.
“unquestionably so, my son,” replied the friar.
“his majesty, however, is not of that opinion,” rejoined rodomont. “he is under the impression that a certain young gallant, whose brain seems turned by love, would be rash enough to climb, by means of a rope-ladder, to the window of the cell wherein his mistress is confined.”
“does the king suspect this?” inquired the monk, uneasily.
“so shrewdly, that he has ordered me to keep strict watch to-night, and to arrest the love-sick gallant should he appear. the task is not to my liking, but i must obey his majesty’s orders. some men will run any risk for those they love—but you, father, cannot understand such matters. you would reprove osbert clinton—for so the gallant is named—for his rashness and folly.”
“i should pity him, rather than blame him,” said the friar.
“and you would not deem it wrong if i were to aid him, eh, father? certes, i should be loth to betray him—but he is so imprudent that he might betray himself. ’tis a miracle that he ’scaped detection by the king just now.”
240“what mean you, my son?” cried the monk, alarmed.
“i mean that master osbert clinton has been rash enough to venture hither,” said rodomont; “and though luckily his majesty did not see through his disguise, i was not equally blind.”
“you knew me, then?” said osbert clinton.
“my suspicions of the truth were roused from the first, and were speedily changed to certainty,” rejoined rodomont. “’twas marvellous, i repeat, that you imposed upon the quick-sighted king, but i do not think the cardinal was deceived. however, you have not much to fear from his eminence, who is too kind-hearted to do more than chide you for your indiscretion. had things continued as they were, and mistress constance been kept a prisoner in yon tower, i would have helped you to liberate her. but a change for the better has occurred. the doors of her cell are opened, and she is free to go where she lists within the palace. let that content you. and now i must bring you before his eminence.”
with this they entered the palace, and after passing through the vestibule, where a number of persons belonging to the household were collected, they proceeded to a spacious chamber, with a carved oak ceiling, windows filled with painted glass, and walls furnished with book-shelves stored with goodly tomes, where they found the cardinal seated at a table. he was writing at the moment, and only suspended his task to look up, and then resumed it. when he had finished his letter and sealed it, he delivered it to rodomont, bidding him give it to lord montague’s messenger, who was waiting to receive it. as soon as they were alone, he turned to osbert, and assuming a grave and severe expression of countenance, ordered him to throw back his hood; and, as the young man complied, he said, “’tis as i suspected. you are osbert clinton.”
“yes, i am he,” replied the other. “it was my intention to avow myself to your eminence—to explain my motives in coming hither, and to crave your pardon.”
“it is needless to explain your motives,” said pole; “i am fully aware of them. neither, though i blame your rashness, shall i refuse you pardon. but this indiscretion must not be repeated. if you come here again, you must take the consequences 241of your folly. you are free to go as you came—but again i say, you must not return.”
“ere i go, your eminence’s goodness emboldens me to ask your permission for a brief interview with constance tyrrell.”
“i cannot grant your request,” replied the cardinal, “though it pains me to refuse it. i pity both you and constance, but i cannot aid you in the dilemma in which you are placed. patience is difficult, especially to a young and ardent lover; but you must perforce practise it. be not cast down. if fortune refuses to smile on you now, she may do so hereafter. be hopeful, be courageous, be trustful; and if your love survives these trials, you will be rewarded in due season. rashness and precipitancy will destroy all. constance will be safe with me—safe as with her own father; nay, safer, for i have more power than he can possess. if i cannot give her to you—if i cannot even allow you to approach her—i can protect her. seek not then to disturb her, or to plunge yourself into difficulties from which none can extricate you. i shall employ the same arguments with constance. i will tell her that your enforced separation will only be for a time—that she must not despair, but may confidently look forward to a meeting with you on some future day.”
“i am fully sensible of the wisdom of your eminence’s counsel, and will endeavour to profit by it,” said osbert. “though the separation will be hard to bear, it will be shorn of much of its anguish by the reflection that she has found a sanctuary with you.”
“and such, in truth, it is, for she will be protected from all danger,” rejoined pole. “henceforth you may picture her, not as the inmate of a narrow cell, condemned to pass her hours in seclusion, but as my guest, free to go where she will within this mansion; not coerced in matters of religion, though i shall try by all proper means to lead her back to her former faith; subject to no harsh discipline or regulations; not compelled to perform any severe penance, but left to her own free will—such will be the course i shall pursue with her, and i trust it may tend to her comfort and benefit.”
“it cannot fail,” said osbert. “under your eminence’s benignant influence she must be happy.”
242“she will at least find a refuge from the terrible storm which is at hand, and which might overwhelm her as it will many others,” said the cardinal. “be thankful, therefore, that she is not exposed to this great peril, and is not likely to be numbered amongst the victims of the religious persecution, which, i fear, is at hand. and now fare you well, sir. take my blessing with you. no words of gratitude are needed. you shall thank me hereafter, when i restore constance to you.”
with this, he struck a small silver bell which stood upon the table beside him. before the summons could be answered, osbert had drawn the cowl over his head.
“conduct this monk to the gate,” said the cardinal to rodomont, as the latter entered the room, “and suffer him not to talk with anyone by the way.”
“it shall be done as your eminence enjoins,” said rodomont. “come, father!”
and he quitted the room with osbert.
