Historical Tales, Vol. 4 (of 15) - The Romance of Reality by Charles Morris
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page 109 of 314 (34%)
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The next day was that fixed for the payment of the loan to the abbot of
St. Mary's. Abbot and prior waited in hope and excitement. If the cash was not paid by night a rich estate would fall into their hands. The knight must pay to the last farthing, or be beggared. As they sat awaiting the cellarer burst in upon them, full of exultation. "He is dead or hanged!" he cried. "We shall have our four hundred pounds many times over." With them were the high-justice of England and the sheriff of the shire, brought there to give the proceeding the warrant of legality. Time was passing, an hour or two more would end the knight's grace, only a narrow space of time lay between him and beggary. The justice had just turned with congratulations to the abbot, when, to the discomfiture of the churchmen, the debtor, Sir Richard of the Lee, appeared at the gate of the abbey, and made his way into the hall. Yet he was shabbily clad; his face was sombre; there seemed little occasion for alarm. There seemed none when he began to speak. "Sir Abbot," he said, "I come to hold my day." "Hast thou brought my pay?" asked the abbot. "Not one penny," answered the knight. "Thou art a shrewd debtor," declared the abbot, with a look of satisfaction. "Sir Justice, drink to me. What brings you here then, sirrah, if you fetch no money?" |
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