 As this story is of a species which, though not new, is out of the common track, it has been thought necessary to point out some circumstances to the reader, which will elucidate the design and, it is hoped, will induce him to form a favourable as well as a right judgment of the work before him. This story is the literary offspring of the castle of Otranto, written upon the same plan, with a design to unite the most attractive and interesting circumstances of the ancient romance and modern novel, at the same time it assumes a character and manner of its own, that differs from both. It is distinguished by the appellation of a Gothic story, being a picture of Gothic times and manners. Fictitious stories have been the delight of all times and all countries, by oral tradition in barbarous, by written in more civilized ones, and although some persons of wit and learning have condemned them indiscriminately, I would venture to affirm that even those who so much affect to despise them under one form will receive and embrace them under another. Thus, for instance, a man shall admire and almost adore the epic poems of the ancients and yet despise and execrate the ancient romances, which are only epics in prose. History represents human nature as it is in real life, alas too often a melancholy retrospect. Romance displays only the amiable side of the picture. It shows the pleasing features and throws a veil over the blemishes. Man-kind are naturally pleased with what gratifies their vanity, and vanity, like all other passions of the human heart, may be rendered subservient to good and useful purposes. I confess that it may be abused, and may become an instrument to corrupt the manners and morals of mankind. So may poetry, so may plays, so may every kind of composition, but that will prove nothing more than the old saying, lately revived by the philosophers the most in fashion, that every earthly thing has two handles. The business of romance is, first, to excite the attention, and secondly, to direct it to some useful or at least innocent end. Happy the writer who attains both these points, like Richardson, and not unfortunate or undeserving praise, he who gains only the latter and furnishes out an entertainment for the reader. Being in some degree opened my design, I beg leave to conduct my reader back again, till he comes within view of the Castle of Otranto, a work which, as already has been observed, is an attempt to unite the various merits and graces of the ancient romance and modern novel. To attain this end, there is required a sufficient degree of the marvelous to excite attention, enough of the manners of real life to gain an air of probability to the work, and enough of the pathetic to engage the heart in its behalf. The book we have mentioned is excellent in the last two points, but has a redundancy in the first. The opening excites the attention very strongly, the conduct of the story is artful and judicious, the characters are admirably drawn and supported, the diction polished and elegant yet with all these brilliant advantages it pals on the mind, though it does not upon the ear, and the reason is obvious, the machinery is so violent that it destroys the effect it is intended to excite. Had the story been kept within the utmost verge of probability, the effect had been preserved without losing the least circumstance that excites or detains the attention. For instance, we can conceive and allow of the appearance of a ghost. We can even dispense with an enchanted sword and helmet, but they must be kept within certain limits of credibility, a sword so large as to require a hundred men to lift it, a helmet that by its own weight forces a passage through a courtyard into an arched vault big enough for a man to go through, a picture that walks out of its frame, a skeleton ghost in a hermit's cowl. When your expectation is wound up to the highest pitch, these circumstances take it down with a witness, destroy the work of imagination and instead of attention excite laughter. I was both surprised and vexed to find the enchantment dissolved, which I wished might continue to the end of the book, and several of its readers have confessed the same disappointment to me. The beauties are so numerous that we cannot bear the defects, but want it to be perfect in all respects. In the course of my observations upon this singular book, it seemed to me that it was possible to compose a work upon the same plan, wherein these defects might be avoided, and the keeping, as in painting, might be preserved. But then I begin to fear it might happen to me as to certain translators and imitators of Shakespeare. The unities may be preserved while the spirit is evaporated. However, I ventured to attempt it. I read the beginning to a circle of friends and approved judgment, and by their approbation was encouraged to proceed and to finish it. End of preface. Part one of the Old English Baron. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Old English Baron. A Gothic Story by Clara Reeve. Part one. In the minority of Henry VI, King of England, when the renowned John Duke of Bedford was Regent of France in Humphrey, the good Duke of Gloucester was Protector of England, a worthy knight called Sir Philip Harclay, returned from his travels to England, his native country. He had served under the glorious King Henry V, with distinguished valor, and had acquired an honourable fame, and was no less esteemed for Christian virtues than for deeds of chivalry. After the death of his prince, he entered into the service of the Greek Emperor and distinguished his courage against the encroachment of the Saracens. In battle there he took prisoner, a certain gentleman, by name Monsieur Zadiski, of Greek extraction, but brought up by a Saracen officer. This man he converted to the Christian faith, after which he bound him to himself by the ties of friendship and gratitude, and he resolved to continue with his benefactor. After thirty years' travel and warlike service, he determined to return to his native land, and to spend the remainder of his life in peace, and, by devoting himself to works of piety and charity, prepare for a better state hereafter. This noble knight had, in his early youth, contracted a strict friendship with the only son of the Lord Lovell, a gentleman of eminent virtues and accomplishments. During Sir Philip's residence in foreign countries he had frequently written to his friend, and had for time received answers. The last informed him of the death of old Lord Lovell, and the marriage of the young one, but from that time he had heard no more from him. Sir Philip imputed it not to neglect or forgetfulness, but to the difficulties of intercourse, common at that time to all travelers and adventurers. When he was returning home he resolved, after looking into his family affairs, to visit the castle of Lovell, and inquire into the situation of his friend. He landed in Kent, attended by his Greek friend, and two faithful servants, one of which was maimed by the wounds he had received in the defense of his master. Sir Philip went to his family seat in Yorkshire. He found his mother and sister were dead, and his estates sequestered in the hands of commissioners appointed by the protector. He was obliged to prove the reality of his claim, and the identity of his person, by the testimony of some of the old servants of his family, after which everything was restored to him. He took possession of his own house, established his household, settled the old servants in their former stations, and placed those he brought home in the upper offices of his family. He then left his friend to superintend his domestic affairs, and attended by only one of his old servants he set out for the castle of Lovell in the west of England. They traveled by easy journeys, but toward the evening of the second day the servant was so ill and fatigued he could go no further. He stopped at an inn where he grew worse every hour, and the next day expired. After Philip was under great concern for the loss of his servant, and some for himself, being alone in a strange place, however he took courage, ordered his servant's funeral, attended it himself, and having shed a tear of humanity over his grave proceeded alone on his journey. As he drew near the estate of his friend he began to inquire of everyone he met, whether the Lord Lovell resided at the seat of his ancestors. He was answered by one he did not know, by another he could not tell, by a third that he never heard of such a person. Sir Philip thought it strange that a man of Lord Lovell's consequence should be unknown in his own neighborhood, and where his ancestors had usually resided. He ruminated on the uncertainty of human happiness. This world, said he, has nothing for a wise man to depend on. I have lost all my relations, and most of my friends, and am even uncertain whether any are remaining. I will, however, be thankful for the blessings that are spared to me, and I will endeavour to replace those that I have lost. If my friend lives, he shall share my fortune with me, his children shall have the reversion of it, and I will share his comforts in return. But perhaps my friend may have met with troubles that have made him disgusted with the world. Perhaps he has buried his amiable wife or his promising children, and tired of public life, he is retired into a monastery. At least I will know what all this silence means. When he came within a mile of the castle of Lovell, he stopped at a cottage and asked for a draught of water. A peasant, mastered the house, brought it, and asked if his honour would alight and take a moment's refreshment. Sir Philip accepted his offer, being resolved to make further inquiry before he approached the castle. He asked the same questions of him that he had before of others. Each Lord Lovell, said the man, does your honour inquire after. The man whom I knew was called Arthur, said Sir Philip. I, said the peasant, he was the only surviving son of Richard, Lord Lovell, as I think. Very true friend, he was so. Alas, Sir, said the man, he is dead. He survived his father but a short time. Dead, say you, how long since? About 15 years to the best of my remembrance. Sir Philip sighed deeply. Alas, said he, what we do by living long but survive all our friends. But pray, tell me how he died. I will, Sir, to the best of my knowledge. And, please, your honour, I heard say that he attended the king when he went against the Welch rebels, and he left his lady big with child. And so there was a battle fought, and the king got the better of the rebels. There came first to report that none of the officers were killed, but a few days after, there came a messenger with an account very different, that several were wounded, and that the Lord Lovell was slain, which sad news overset us all with sorrow, for he was a noble gentleman, a bountiful master, and the delight of all the neighborhood. He was indeed, said Sir Philip, all that is amiable and good. He was my dear and noble friend, and I am inconsolable for his loss. But the unfortunate lady, what became of her? Why, and please, your honour, they said she died of grief for the loss of her husband, but her death was kept private for a time, and we did not know it for certain till some weeks afterwards. The will of heaven be obeyed, said Sir Philip, but who succeeded to the title and estate? The next heir, said the peasant, a kinsman of the deceased, Sir Walter Lovell by name. I have seen him, said Sir Philip, formerly, but where was he when these events happened? At the castle of Lovell, Sir, he came there on a visit to the lady and waited there to receive my lord at his return from Wales, and when the news of his death arrived, Sir Walter did everything in his power to comfort her, and some said he was to marry her, but she refused to be comforted and took it so to heart that she died. And does the present Lord Lovell reside at the castle? No, Sir. Who then? The Lord Baron Fitzohan. And how came Sir Walter to leave the siege of his ancestors? Why, Sir, he married his sister to this, said Lord, and so he sold the castle to him and went away and built himself a house in the North Country, as far as Northumberland, I think they call it. That is very strange, said Sir Philip. So it is, please, Your Honor, but this is all I know about it. I thank you, friend, for your intelligence. I have taken a long journey to no purpose and have met with nothing but cross-accidents. This life is, indeed, a pilgrimage. Pray direct me to the nearest way to the next monastery. Noble Sir, said the peasant, it is full five miles off, the night is coming on, and the ways are bad. I am but a poor man and cannot entertain Your Honor as you are used to, but if you will enter my poor cottage, that and everything in it are at your service. My honest friend, I thank you heartily, said Sir Philip. Your kindness and hospitality might shame many of higher birth and breeding. I will accept your kind offer, but pray let me know the name of my host. John Wyatt, Sir, an honest man, though a poor one, and a Christian man, though a sinful one. Whose cottage is this? It belongs to the Lord Fitz Owen. What family have you? A wife, two sons, and a daughter, who will all be proud to wait upon Your Honor. Let me hold Your Honor's stirrup whilst you alight. He seconded these words by the proper action and having assisted his guest to dismount, he conducted him into his house, called his wife to attend to him, and then let his horse under a poor shed that served him as a stable. Sir Philip was fatigued in body and mind and was glad to repose himself anywhere. The courtesy of his host engaged his attention and satisfied his wishes. He soon after returned, followed by a youth of about 18 years. Make haste, John, said the father, and be sure that you say neither more nor less than what I have told you. I will, Father, said the lad, and immediately set off, ran like a buck across the field and was out of sight in an instant. I hope, friend, said Sir Philip, you have not sent your son to provide for my entertainment. I am a soldier used to lodge and fare hard, and if it were otherwise, your courtesy and kindness would give a relish to the most ordinary food. I wish heartily, said Wyatt, it was in my power to entertain your honor as you ought to be, but as I cannot do so, I will, when my son returns, acquaint you with the air and I sent him on. After this they conversed together on common subjects, like fellow creatures of the same natural form and endowments, though different kinds of education had given a conscious superiority to the one, a conscious inferiority to the other, and the due respect was paid by the latter without being exacted by the former. In about half an hour, young John returned. Thou hast made haste, said the father. Not more than good speed, quote the son. Tell us then how you speed. Shall I tell all that passed, said John. All said the father, I don't want to hide anything. John stood with his cap in his hand and thus told his tale. I went straight to the castle as fast as I could run. It was my hap to light on young master Edmund first, so I told him just as you had me that a noble gentleman was come a long journey from foreign parts to see the Lord Lovell, his friend, and having lived abroad many years, he did not know that he was dead and that the castle was fallen into other hands, that upon hearing these tidings he was much grieved and disappointed and wanting a night's lodging to rest himself before he returned to his own home, he was feigned to take up with one at our cottage, that my father thought my Lord would be angry with him if he were not told of the stranger's journey and intentions, especially to let such a man lie at our cottage where he could neither be lodged nor entertained according to his quality. Here John stopped and his father exclaimed, a good lad, you did your errand very well and tell us the answer. John proceeded. Master Edmund ordered me some beer and went to acquaint my Lord of the message. He stayed awhile and then came back to me. John said he, tell the noble stranger that the baron Fitzo and greets him well and desires him to rest assured that though Lord Lovell is dead and the castle fallen into other hands, his friends will always find a welcome there and my Lord desires that he will accept of a lodging there while he remains in this country. So I came away directly and made haste to deliver my errand. Sir Philip expressed some dissatisfaction at the mark of old Wyatt's respect. I wish, said he, that you had acquainted me with your intention before you sent to inform the baron I was here. I choose rather to lodge with you and I propose to make amends for the trouble I shall give you. Pray, sir, don't mention it, said the peasant. You are as welcome as myself. I hope no offense. The only reason of my sending was because I am both unable and unworthy to entertain your honor. I am sorry, said Sir Philip, you should think me so dainty. I am a Christian soldier and him I acknowledge for my Prince and Master accepted the invitations of the poor and washed the feet of his disciples. Let us say no more on this head. I am resolved to stay this night in your cottage. Tomorrow I will wait on the baron and thank him for his hospitable invitation. That shall be as your honor pleases. Send you a condescent to stay here. John, do you run back and acquaint my Lord of it? Not so, said Sir Philip. It is now almost dark. It is no matter, said John, I can go blindfold. Sir Philip then gave him a message to the baron in his own name, acquainting him that he would pay his respects to him in the morning. John flew back the second time and soon returned with new commendations from the baron and that he would expect him on the morrow. Sir Philip gave him an angel of gold and praised his speed and abilities. He supped with Wyatt and his family upon new laid eggs and rashes of bacon with the highest relish. They praised the creator for his gifts and acknowledged they were unworthy of the least of his blessings. They gave the best of their two lofts up to Sir Philip. The rest of the family slept in the other, the old woman and her daughter in the bed, the father in his two sons upon clean straw. Sir Philip's bed was of a better kind and yet much inferior to his usual accommodations. Nevertheless, the good night slept as well in Wyatt's cottage as he could have done in a palace. During his sleep, many strange and incoherent dreams arose to his imagination. He thought he received a message from his friend, Lord Lovell, to come to him at the castle, that he stood at the gate and received him, that he strove to embrace him but could not, but that he spoke to this effect. Though I have been dead these 15 years, I still command here and none can enter these gates without my permission. I know it is I that invite and bid you welcome. The hopes of my house rest upon you. Upon this he bid Sir Philip follow him and he led him through many rooms till at last he sunk down and Sir Philip thought that he still followed him till he came to a dark and frightful cave where he disappeared and in his stead he beheld a complete suit of armor stained with blood which belonged to his friend and he thought he heard dismal groans from beneath. Presently after he thought he was hurried away by an invisible hand and led into a wild heath where the people were enclosing the ground and making preparations for two combatants. The trumpet sounded and a voice called out still louder, forbear it is not permitted to be revealed till the time is ripe for the event. Wait with patience on the decrees of heaven. He was then transported to his own house where going into an unfrequented room he was again met by his friend who was living and in all the bloom of youth as when he first knew him. He started at the site and awoke. The sun shone upon his curtains and perceiving it was day he sat up and recollected where he was. The images that impressed his sleeping fancy remained strongly on his mind waking but his reasons strove to disperse them. It was natural that the story he had heard should create these ideas that they should wait on him in his sleep and that every dream should bear some relation to his deceased friend. The sun dazzled his eyes, the birds serenaded him and diverted his attention and a woodbind forced its way through the window and regaled his sense of smelling with its fragrance. He arose, paid his devotions to heaven and then carefully descended the narrow stairs and went out at the door of the cottage. There he saw the industrious wife and daughter of Old Wyatt at their morning work, the one milking her cow, the other feeding her poultry. He asked for a draught of milk, which, with a slice of rye bread, served to break his fast. He walked about the fields alone for Old Wyatt and his two sons were gone out to their daily labor. He was called back by the good woman who told him that a servant from the Baron waited to conduct him to the castle. He took leave of Wyatt's wife telling her he would see her again before he left the country. The daughter fetched his horse, which he mounted and set forward with the servant of whom he asked many questions concerning his master's family. How long have you lived with the Baron? 10 years. Is he a good master? Yes, sir, and also a good husband and father. What family has he? Three sons and a daughter. What age are they of? The eldest son is in his 17th year, the second in his 16th, the other several years younger. But besides these, my Lord has several young gentlemen brought up with his own sons, two of which are his nephews. He keeps in his house a learned clerk to teach them languages, and as for all bodily exercises, none come near them. There is a Fletcher to teach them the use of the crossbow, a master to teach them to ride, another the use of the sword, another learns them to dance, and then they wrestle and run and have such activity in all their motions that it does one good to see them, and my Lord thinks nothing too much to bestow on their education. Truly, says Sir Philip, he does the part of a good parent, and I honor him greatly for it, but are the young gentlemen of a promising disposition? Yes, indeed, sir, answered the servant, the young gentlemen, my Lord's sons, are hopeful use, but yet there is one who is thought to exceed them all, though he is the son of a poor laborer. And who is he? said the knight. One Edmund Twyford, the son of a cottager in our village. He is to be sure as fine a youth as ever the son shone upon, and of so sweet a disposition that nobody envies his good fortune. What good fortune does he enjoy? Why, sir, about two years ago, my Lord, at his son's request, took him into his own family and gives him the same education as his own children. The young Lord's dot upon him, especially Master William, who is about his own age. It is supposed that he will attend the young Lord's when they go to the wars, which my Lord intends they shall buy and buy. What you tell me, said Sir Philip, increases every minute my respect for your Lord. He is an excellent father and master. He seeks out merit and obscurity. He distinguishes and rewards it. I honor him with all my heart. In this manner they conversed together till they came with in view of the castle. In a field near the house, they saw a company of youths with crossbows in their hands, shooting at a mark. There, said the servant, are our young gentlemen at their exercises. Sir Philip stopped his horse and observed them. He heard two or three of them cry out, Edmund is the victor, he wins the prize. I must, said Sir Philip, take a view of this Edmund. He jumped off his horse, gave the bridle to the servant and walked into the field. The young gentleman came up and paid their respects to him. He apologized for intruding upon their sports and asked which was the victor, upon which the youth he spoke to beckoned to another who immediately advanced and made his absence. As he drew near, Sir Philip fixed his eyes upon him with so much attention that he seemed not to observe his courtesy and address. At length he recollected himself and said, what is your name young man? Edmund Twyford replied the youth and I have the honor to attend upon the Lord Fitzohan's sons. Pray noble sir, said the youth who first addressed Sir Philip, are not you the stranger who is expected by my father? I am sir, answered he, and I go to pay my respects to him. Will you excuse our attendance sir? We have not yet finished our exercises. My dear youth, said Sir Philip, no apology is necessary, but will you favor me with your proper name that I may know to whose courtesy I am obliged? My name is William Fitzohan. That gentleman is my eldest brother, Master Robert, that other my kinsman, Master Richard Winlock. Very well, I thank you gentle sir. I beg you not to stir another step, your servant holds my horse. Farewell sir, said Master William. I hope we shall have the pleasure of meeting you at dinner. The youths returned to their sports and Sir Philip mounted his horse and proceeded to the castle. He entered it with a deep sigh and melancholy recollections. The baron received him with the utmost respect and courtesy. He gave a brief account of the principal events that had happened in the family of Lovell during his absence. He spoke of the late Lord Lovell with respect, of the present with the affection of a brother. Sir Philip in return gave a brief recital of his own adventures abroad and of the disagreeable circumstances he had met with since his return home. He pathetically lamented the loss of all his friends, not forgetting that of his faithful servant on the way, saying he could be contented to give up the world and retire to a religious house, but that he was withheld by the consideration that some who depended entirely upon him would want his presence and assistance. And beside that, he thought he might be of service to many others. The baron agreed with him in opinion that a man was of much more service to the world who continued in it than one who retired from it and gave his fortune to the church, whose servants did not always make the best use of it. Sir Philip then turned the conversation and congratulated the baron on his hopeful family. He praised their persons and address and warmly applauded the care he bestowed on their education. The baron listened with pleasure to the honest approbation of a worthy heart and enjoyed the true happiness of a parent. Sir Philip then made further inquiry concerning Edmund, whose appearance had struck him with an impression in his favor. That boy, said the baron, is the son of a cottager in this neighborhood. His uncommon merit and gentleness of manners distinguish him from those of his own class. From his childhood he attracted the notice and affection of all that knew him. He was beloved everywhere but at his father's house and there it should seem that his merits were his crimes. For the peasant, his father, hated him, treated him severely and at length threatened to turn him out of doors. He used to run here and there on errands for my people and at length they obliged me to take notice of him. My sons earnestly desired I would take him into my family. I did so about two years ago, intending to make him their servant. But his extraordinary genius and disposition have obliged me to look upon him in a superior light. Perhaps I may incur the censure of many people by giving him so many advantages and treating him as the companion of my children. His merit must justify or condemn my partiality for him. However, I trust that I have secured to my children a faithful servant of the upper kind and a useful friend to the family. Sir Philip warmly applauded his generous host and wished to be a share in his bounty to that fine youth whose appearance indicated all the qualities that had endeared him to his companions. At the hour of dinner the young men presented themselves before their lord and his guest. Sir Philip addressed himself to Edmund. He asked in many questions and received modest and intelligent answers. And he grew every minute more pleased with him. After dinner the youth withdrew with their tutor to pursue their studies. Sir Philip sat for some time wrapped in meditation. After some minutes the baron asked him if he might not be favored with the fruits of his contemplations. "'You shall, my lord,' answered he, "'for you have a right to them. "'I was thinking that when many blessings are lost "'we should cherish those that remain "'and even endeavor to replace the others. "'My lord, I have taken a strong liking to that youth "'whom you call Edmund Twyford. "'I have neither children nor relations "'to claim my fortune nor share my affections. "'Your lordship has many demands upon your generosity. "'I can provide for this promising youth "'without doing injustice to anyone. "'Will you give him to me?' "'He is a fortunate boy,' said the baron, "'to gain your favor so soon. "'My lord,' said the knight, "'I will confess to you "'that the first thing that touched my heart in his favor "'is a strong resemblance that he bears "'to a certain dear friend I once had. "'And his manner resembles him as much as his person. "'His qualities deserve that he should be placed "'in a higher rank. "'I will adopt him for my son "'and introduce him to the world as my relation "'if you will resign him to me. "'What say you?' "'Sir,' said the baron, "'you have made a noble offer "'and I am too much the young man's friend "'to be a hindrance to his preferment. "'It is true that I intended to provide for him "'in my own family, "'but I cannot do it so effectually "'as by giving him to you, "'whose generous affection being unlimited by other ties "'may in time prefer him to a higher station "'as he shall deserve it. "'I have only one condition to make, "'though the lad shall have his option, "'for I would not oblige him "'to leave my service against his inclination. "'You say well,' replied Sir Philip, "'nor would I take him upon other terms. "'Agreed then,' said the baron. "'Let us send for Edmund Hither. "'A servant was sent to fetch him. "'He came immediately, and his Lord thus bespoke him. "'Edmund, you owe eternal obligations "'to this gentleman who, perceiving in you "'a certain resemblance to a friend of his "'and liking your behavior "'has taken a great affection for you, "'in so much that he desires "'to receive you into his family. "'I cannot better provide for you "'than by disposing of you to him, "'and if you have no objection, "'you shall return home with him "'when he goes from hence.' "'The continents of Edmund "'underwent many alterations "'during this proposal of his Lord. "'It expressed tenderness, gratitude, and sorrow, "'but the last was predominant. "'He bowed respectfully to the baron and Sir Philip, "'and, after some hesitation, spoke as follows. "'I feel very strongly the obligations "'I owe to this gentleman for his noble and generous offer. "'I cannot express the sense I have of his goodness to me, "'a peasant boy, only known to him "'by my Lord's kind and partial mention. "'This uncommon bounty claims my eternal gratitude. "'To you, my honored Lord, I owe everything, "'even this gentleman's good opinion. "'You distinguished me when no one else did, "'and, next to you, "'your sons are my best and dearest benefactors. "'They introduced me to your notice. "'My heart is unalterably attached to this house and family, "'and my utmost ambition is to spend my life in your service. "'But if you have perceived any great and grievous faults in me "'that make you wish to put me out of your family, "'and if you have recommended me to this gentleman "'in order to be rid of me, "'in that case I will submit to your pleasure, "'as I would if you should sentence me to death. "'During this speech, the tears made themselves channels "'down Edmund's cheeks, "'and his two noble auditors, catching the tender inflection, "'wiped their eyes at the conclusion. "'My dear child,' said the baron, "'you overcome me by your tenderness and gratitude. "'I know of no faults you have committed "'that I should wish to be rid of you. "'I thought to do you the best service "'by promoting you to that of Sir Philip Harclay, "'who is both able and willing to provide for you. "'But if you prefer my service to him, "'I will not part with you.' "'Upon this Edmund kneeled to the baron. "'He embraced his knees. "'My dear Lord, I am and will be your servant "'in preference to any man living. "'I only ask your permission to live and die in your service.' "'You see, Sir Philip,' said the baron, "'how this boy engages the heart. "'How can I part with him?' "'I cannot ask you any more,' answered Sir Philip. "'I see it is impossible, "'but I esteem you both still higher than ever. "'The youth for his gratitude "'and your lordship for your noble mind "'and true generosity. "'Blessings attend you both.' "'Oh, sir,' said Edmund, "'pressing the hand of Sir Philip, "'do not think me ungrateful to you. "'I will ever remember your goodness "'and pray to heaven to reward it. "'The name of Sir Philip Harclay "'shall be engraven upon my heart "'next to my Lord and his family, forever.' Sir Philip raised the youth and embraced him, saying, "'If ever you want a friend, remember me, "'and depend upon my protection "'so long as you continue to deserve it.' Edmund bowed low and withdrew "'with his eyes full of tears "'of sensibility and gratitude. "'When he was gone, Sir Philip said, "'I am thinking that though young Edmund "'wants not my assistance at present, "'he may hereafter stand in need of my friendship. "'I shall not wonder if such rare qualities, "'as he possesses, "'should one day create envy "'and raise his enemies, "'in which case he might come to lose your favor "'without any fault of yours or his own. "'I'm obliged to you for the warning,' said the Baron. "'I hope it will be unnecessary, "'but if ever I part with Edmund, "'you shall have the refusal of him. "'I thank your Lordship for all your civilities to me,' said the Knight. "'I leave my best wishes with you "'and your hopeful family, "'and I humbly take my leave. "'Will you not stay one night in the castle?' returned my Lord. "'You shall be as welcome a guest as ever. "'I acknowledge your goodness and hospitality, "'but this house fills me with melancholy recollections. "'I came hither with heavy heart, "'and it will not be lighter while I remain here. "'I shall always remember your Lordship "'with the highest respect and esteem, "'and I pray God to preserve you "'and increase your blessings.' "'After some further ceremonies, "'Sir Philip departed and returned to old Wyatt's, "'ruminating on the vicissitudes of human affairs "'and thinking on the changes he had seen. "'At his return to Wyatt's cottage, "'he found the family assembled together. "'He told them he would take another night's lodging there, "'which they heard with great pleasure, "'for he had familiarized himself to them "'in the last evening's conversation "'in so much that they began to enjoy his company. "'He told Wyatt of the misfortune he had sustained "'by losing his servant on the way "'and wished he could get one to attend to him home "'in his place. "'Young John looked earnestly at his father "'who returned a look of approbation. "'I perceive one in this company, he said, "'that would be proud to serve your honor, "'but I fear he has not brought up well enough. "'John colored with impatience. "'He could not forebear speaking. "'Sir, I can answer for an honest heart, "'a willing mind and a light pair of heels, "'and though I am somewhat awkward, "'I shall be proud to learn to please my noble master "'if he will but try me. "'You say, well, said Sir Philip, "'I have observed your qualifications, "'and if you are desirous to serve me, "'I am equally pleased with you. "'If your father has no objection, I will take you.' "'Objection, sir,' said the old man, "'it will be my pride to prefer him "'to such a noble gentleman. "'I will make no terms for him, "'but leave it to your honor to do for him "'as he shall deserve.' "'Very well, said Sir Philip, "'you shall be no loser by that. "'I will charge myself with the care of the young man.' "'The bargain was struck, "'and Sir Philip purchased a horse for John of the old man. "'The next morning they set out. "'The night left marks of his bounty "'with the good couple and departed, "'laden with their blessings and prayers. "'He stopped at the place "'where his faithful servant was buried "'and caused masses to be said "'for the repose of his soul. "'Then, pursuing his way by easy journeys, "'arrived in safety at home, "'his family rejoiced at his return. "'He settled his new servant "'in attendance upon his person. "'He then looked round his neighborhood "'for objects of his charity. "'When he saw merit in distress, "'it was his delight to raise and support it. "'He spent his time in the service of his creator "'and glorified him in doing good to his creatures. "'He reflected frequently upon everything "'that had befallen him in his late journey to the West "'and, at his leisure, "'took down all the particulars in writing.' "'Here follows an interval of four years, "'as by the manuscript, "'and this omission seems intended by the writer. "'What follows is in a different hand "'and the character is more modern.' "'End of Part One,' read by Marianne Spiegel, "'Part Two of the Old English Baron. "'This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. "'The Old English Baron,' a gothic story "'by Clara Reeve, Part Two. "'About this time, the prognastics of Sir Philip Harkley "'began to be verified, "'that Edmund's good qualities might one day excite envy "'and create him enemies. "'The sons and kinsmen of his patron began to seek occasion "'to find fault with him "'and to depreciate him with others. "'The Baron's eldest son in heir, Master Robert, "'had several contests with Master William, "'the second son, upon his account. "'This youth had warm affection for Edmund, "'and whenever his brother and kinsmen treated him slightly, "'he supported him against their malicious insinuations. "'Mr. Richard Wenlock and Mr. John Markham "'were the sisters' sons of the Lord Fitz Owen, "'and there were several other more distant relations, "'who, with them, secretly envied Edmund's fine qualities "'and strove to lessen him in the esteem "'of the Baron and his family. "'By degrees, they excited a dislike in Master Robert "'that in time was fixed into habit "'and fell little short of aversion.' "'Young Wenlock's hatred was confirmed "'by an additional circumstance. "'He had a growing passion for the Lady Emma, "'the Baron's only daughter, and, as love is eagle-eyed, "'he saw, or fancied he saw, "'her cast an eye of preference on Edmund. "'An accidental service that she received from him "'had excited her grateful regards and attentions toward him. "'The incessant view of his fine person and qualities "'had perhaps improved her esteem "'into a still-foster sensation, "'though she was yet ignorant of it, "'and thought it only the tribute due "'to gratitude and friendship. "'One Christmas time, the Baron and all his family "'went to visit a family in Wales, "'crossing a Ford, the horse that carried Lady Emma, "'who rode behind her cousin Wenlock, "'stumbled and fell down "'and threw her off into the water. "'Edmund dismounted in a moment "'and flew to her assistance. "'He took her out so quick "'that the accident was not known to some part of the company. "'From this time, Wenlock strove "'to undermine Edmund in her esteem, "'and she conceived herself obliged "'in justice and gratitude to defend him "'against the malicious insinuations of his enemies. "'She one day asked Wenlock "'why he in particular should endeavor "'to recommend himself to her favor "'by speaking against Edmund, "'to whom she was under great obligations. "'He made but little reply, "'but the impression sunk deep into his rancorous heart. "'Every word in Edmund's behalf "'was like a poisoned arrow that rankled in the wound "'and grew every day more inflamed. "'Sometimes he would pretend to extenuate "'Edmund's supposed faults "'in order to load him with the sin of ingratitude "'upon other occasions. "'Rancor works deepest in the heart "'that strives to conceal it "'and, when covered by art, "'frequently puts on the appearance of candor. "'By these means did Wenlock and Markham "'impose upon the credulity of Master Robert "'and their other relations. "'Master William only stood proof "'against all their insinuations. "'The same autumn that Edmund completed his 18th year, "'the Baron declared his intention "'of sending the young men of his house to France, "'the following spring, to learn the art of war "'and signalized their courage and abilities. "'Their ill will towards Edmund "'was so well concealed "'that his patron had not discovered it, "'but it was whispered among the servants "'who are generally close observers "'of the manners of their principles. "'Edmund was a favorite with all of them, "'which was a strong presumption that he deserved to be so, "'for they sell them shoe much regard to dependence "'or superior domestics, "'who are generally objects of envy and dislike. "'Edmund was courteous but not familiar with them "'and, by this means, "'gained their affections without soliciting them. "'Among them was an old-serving man called Joseph Howell. "'This man had formerly served the old Lord Lovell and his son. "'And when the young Lord died "'and Sir Walter sold the castle to his brother-in-law, "'the Lord Fitz Owen, "'he only of all the old servants was left in the house "'to take care of it "'and to deliver it into the possession "'of the new proprietor, "'who retained him in his service. "'He was a man of few words but much reflection "'and, without troubling himself "'about other people's affairs, "'went silently and properly about his own business, "'more solicitous to discharge his duty "'than to recommend himself to notice "'and not seeming to aspire to any higher office "'than that of a serving man. "'This old man would fix his eyes upon Edmund "'whenever he could do it without observation. "'Sometimes he would sigh deeply "'and a tear would start from his eye, "'which he strove to conceal from observation. "'One day Edmund surprised him in this tender emotion "'as he was wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "'Why,' said he, "'my good friend, "'do you look at me so earnestly and affectionately? "'Because I love you, Master Edmund,' said he, "'because I wish you well. "'I thank you kindly,' answered Edmund, "'I am unable to repay your love "'otherwise than by returning it, "'which I do sincerely. "'I thank you, sir,' said the old man, "'that is all I desire and more than I deserve. "'Do not say so,' said Edmund. "'If I had any better way to thank you, "'I would not say so much about it, "'but words are my inheritance. "'Upon this he shook hands with Joseph, "'who withdrew hastily to conceal his emotion, "'saying, "'God bless you, Master, "'and make your fortune equal to your desserts. "'I cannot help thinking "'you were born to a higher station "'than what you now hold.' "'You know to the contrary,' said Edmund, "'but Joseph was gone out of sight and hearing. "'The notice and observation of strangers "'and the affection of individuals "'together with that inward consciousness "'that always attends superior qualities "'would sometimes kindle the flames "'of ambition in Edmund's heart, "'but he checked them presently "'by reflecting upon his low birth "'and dependent station. "'He was modest, yet intrepid, "'gentle and courteous to all, "'Frank and unreserved to those that loved him, "'discreet and complacent to those who hated him, "'generous and compassionate to the distresses "'of his fellow creatures in general, "'humble but not servile, "'to his patron and superiors. "'Once, when he with a manly spirit "'justified himself against a malicious imputation, "'his young Lord Robert taxed him with pride "'and arrogance to his kingsmen. "'Edmund denied the charge against him "'with equal spirit and modesty. "'Master Robert answered him sharply, "'how dare you contradict my cousins? "'Do you mean to give them the lie?' "'Not in words, sir,' said Edmund, "'but I will behave so as that you shall not believe them. "'Master Robert haughtily bid him be silent and know himself "'and not presume to contend with men "'so much his superiors in every respect. "'These heart-burnings in some degree "'subsided by their preparations for going to France. "'Master Robert was to be presented at court "'before his departure, "'and it was expected that he should be knighted. "'The Baron designed Edmund to be his esquire, "'but this was frustrated by his old enemies "'who persuaded Robert to make choice "'of one of his own domestics, called Thomas Hussin. "'Him they did set up as a rival to Edmund, "'and he took every occasion to affront him. "'All that Master Robert gained by this step "'was the contempt of those who saw Edmund's merit "'and thought it want of discernment in him "'not to distinguish and reward it. "'Edmund requested of his Lord "'that he might be Master Williams' attendant, "'and when,' said he, "'my patron shall be knighted "'as I make no doubt that he will one day be, "'he has promised that I shall be his esquire.' "'The Baron granted Edmund's request, "'and, being freed from servitude to the rest, "'he was devoted to that of his beloved Master William, "'who treated him in public as his principal domestic, "'but in private as his chosen friend and brother. "'The whole cabal of his enemies consulted together "'in what manner they should vent their resentment "'against him, "'and it was agreed that they should treat him "'with indifference and neglect, "'till they should arrive in France, "'and when there they should contrive "'to render his courage suspected, "'and by putting him upon some desperate enterprise "'rid themselves of him forever. "'About this time died the great Duke of Bedford "'to the irreparable loss of the English nation. "'He was succeeded by Richard Plantiganet, "'Duke of York as Regent of France, "'of which great part have revolted to Charles the Dauphin. "'Frequent actions ensued, "'cities were lost in one, "'and continued occasions offered "'to exercise the courage and abilities "'of the use of both nations. "'The young men of Baron Fitzelwin's house "'were recommended particularly to the Regent's notice. "'Master Robert was knighted "'with several other young men of family "'who distinguished themselves "'by their spirit and activity upon every occasion. "'The young were daily employed "'in warlike exercises and frequent actions, "'and made their first assay in arms "'in such a manner as to bring into notice "'all that deserved it. "'Various about all their contrivances "'recoiled upon themselves, "'and brought increase of honor upon Edmund's head. "'He distinguished himself upon so many occasions "'that Sir Robert himself began to pay him more "'than ordinary regard "'to the infinite mortification of his kinsmen "'and relations. "'They laid many schemes against him, "'but none took effect. "'From this place the characters in the manuscript "'are faced by time and damp. "'Here and there some sentences are legible, "'but not sufficient to pursue the thread of the story. "'Mention is made of several actions "'in which the young men were engaged, "'that Edmund distinguished himself by intrepidity and action, "'by gentleness, humanity, and modesty in the cessations, "'that he attracted the notice "'of every person of observation "'and also that he received personal commendation "'from the Regent. "'The following incidents are clear enough "'to be transcribed, "'but the beginning of the next succeeding pages "'is obliterated. "'However, we may guess at the beginning by what remains. "'As soon as the cabal met in Sir Robert's tent, "'Mr. Winlock thus began, "'you see, my friends, "'that every attempt we make to humble this upstart "'turns into applause "'and serves only to raise his pride still higher. "'Something must be done, "'or his praise will go home before us "'at our own expense, "'and we shall seem only soils to set off his glories. "'Anything would I give to the man "'who should execute our vengeance upon him.' "'Stop there, cousin Winlock,' said Sir Robert. "'Though I think Edmund proud and vain glorious "'and would join in any scheme to humble him "'and make him know himself, "'I will not suffer any man "'to use such base methods to affect it. "'Edmund is brave, "'and it is beneath an Englishman "'to revenge himself by unworthy means. "'If any are such used, "'I will be the first man to bring the guilty to justice, "'and if I hear another word to this purpose, "'I will inform my brother William, "'who will acquaint Edmund with your mean intentions. "'Upon this the cabal drew back, "'and Mr. Winlock protested that he meant no more "'than to mortify his pride "'and make him know his proper station. "'Soon after, Sir Robert withdrew, "'and they resumed their deliberations.' "'Then spoke Thomas Houston. "'There is a party to be sent out tomorrow night "'to intercept a convoy of provisions "'for the relief of Rouen. "'I will provoke Mr. Edmund to make one of this party, "'and when he is engaged in the action, "'I and my companions will draw off "'and leave him to the enemy, "'who I trust will so handle him "'that you shall no more be troubled with him.' "'This will do,' said Mr. Winlock, "'but let it be kept from my two cousins "'and only known to ourselves. "'If they offer to be of the party, "'I will persuade them off it, "'and you, Thomas, if you bring this scheme "'to a conclusion may depend upon my eternal gratitude. "'And mine,' said Markham, "'and so said all. "'The next day the affair was publicly mentioned "'and Houston, as he promised, "'provoked Edmund to the trial. "'Several young men of family offered themselves "'among the rest, Sir Robert and his brother William. "'Mr. Winlock persuaded them not to go "'and set the danger of the enterprise "'in the strongest colors. "'At last Sir Robert complained of the toothache "'and was confined to his tent. "'Edmund waited on him, "'and judging by the order of his own courage "'of that of his patron, thus bespoke him. "'I'm greatly concerned, dear sir, "'that we cannot have your company at night, "'but as I know that you will suffer in being absent, "'I would beg the favor of you "'to let me use your arms and device, "'and I will promise not to disgrace them.' "'No, Edmund, I cannot consent to that. "'I thank you for your noble offer "'and will remember it to your advantage, "'but I cannot wear honors of another man's getting. "'You have awakened me to a sense of my duty. "'I will go with you and contend with you for glory, "'and William shall do the same.' "'In a few hours they were ready to set out. "'Winlock and Markham, and their dependents, "'found themselves engaged in honor to go upon an enterprise "'they never intended and set out "'with heavy hearts to join the party. "'They marched in silence in the horrors "'of a dark night and wet roads. "'They met the convoy where they expected "'and a sharp engagement ensued. "'The victory was sometime doubtful, "'but the moon rising on the backs of the English "'gave them the advantage. "'They saw the disposition of their enemies "'and availed themselves of it. "'Edmund advanced the foremost of the party. "'He drew out the leader on the French side. "'He slew him. "'Mr. William pressed forward to assist his friend, "'Sir Robert, to defend his brother. "'Winlock and Markham, from shame to stay behind. "'Thomas, Houston, and his associates drew back on their side. "'The French perceived it and pursued the advantage. "'Edmund pushed them in front. "'The young nobles all followed him. "'They broke through the detachment and stopped the wagons. "'The officer who commanded the party "'encouraged them to go on. "'The defeat was soon complete "'and the provisions carried in triumph to the English camp. "'Edmund was presented to the regent "'as the man to whom the victory was chiefly owing. "'Not a tongue presumed to move itself against him. "'Even Malice and Envy were silenced. "'Approach, young man,' said the regent, "'that I may confer upon you the honor of knighthood "'which you have well deserved. "'Mr. Winlock could no longer forebear speaking. "'Nighthood,' said he, "'is an order belonging to gentlemen. "'It cannot be conferred on a peasant.' "'What say you, sir?' returned the regent. "'Is this youth a peasant?' "'He is,' said Winlock, "'let him deny it if he can.' "'Edmund with a modest bow replied, "'It is true indeed I am a peasant "'and this honor is too great for me. "'I have only done my duty. "'The Duke of York, "'whose pride of birth equalled that "'of any man living or dead, "'sheathed his sword immediately. "'Though,' he said, "'I cannot reward you as I intended, "'I will take care that you shall have a large share "'in the spoils of this night. "'And I declare publicly that you shall stand first "'in the list of gallant men in this engagement.' "'Thomas Hueson and his associates "'made a poor figure in their return. "'They were publicly reproved for their backwardness. "'Hueson was wounded in body and more in mind "'for the bad success of his ill-laid design. "'He could not hold up his head before Edmund, "'who, unconscious of their malice, "'administered every kind of comfort to them. "'He spoke in their behalf to the commanding officer, "'imputing their conduct to unavoidable accidents. "'He visited them privately. "'He gave them a part of the spoils allotted to himself. "'By every act of valor and courtesy "'he strove to engage those hearts that hated, "'envied and maligned him. "'But where hatred arises from envy of superior qualities, "'every display of those qualities increases the cause "'from whence it arises.' "'Another pause ensues here. "'The young nobles and gentlemen who distinguished Edmund "'were prevented from raising him to preferment "'by the insinuations of Wenlock and his associates, "'who never failed to set before them his low deceit "'and his pride and arrogance "'in presuming to rank with gentlemen. "'Here the manuscript is not legible for several pages. "'There is mention about this time "'of the death of Lady Fitzoen, but not the cause. "'Wenlock rejoiced to find that his schemes took effect "'and that they should be recalled at the approach of winter. "'The baron was glad of a pretense to send for them home, "'for he could no longer endure the absence of his children "'after the loss of their mother. "'The manuscript is again defaced for many leaves. "'At length the letters become more legible "'and the remainder of it is quite perfect.' "'From the time the young man returned from France, "'the enemies of Edmund employed their utmost abilities "'to ruin him in the baron's opinion "'and get him dismissed from the family. "'They insinuated a thousand things against him "'that happened, as they said, during his residence in France, "'and therefore could not be known to his master. "'But when the baron privately inquired "'of his two elder sons, "'he found there was no truth in their reports. "'Sir Robert, though he did not love him, "'scorned to join an untruth against him. "'Mr. William spoke of him "'with the warmth of fraternal affection. "'The baron perceived that his kinsmen disliked Edmund, "'but his own good heart hindered him "'from seeing the baseness of theirs. "'It is said that continual dropping will wear away a stone. "'So did their incessant reports, "'by insensible degrees, "'produce a coolness in his patron's behavior toward him. "'If he behaved with manly spirit, "'it was misconstrued into pride and arrogance. "'His generosity was imprudence, "'his humility was hypocrisy, "'the better to cover his ambition.' "'Edmund bore patiently all the indignities "'that were thrown upon him, "'and, though he felt them severely in his bosom, "'scorned to justify his conduct at the expense "'even of his enemies. "'Perhaps his gentle spirit might at length "'have sunk under this treatment, "'but providence interposed in his behalf, "'and, by seemingly accidental circumstances, "'conducted him imperceptibly toward the crisis of his fate. "'Father Oswald, who had been preceptor to the young men, "'had a strong affection for Edmund "'from a thorough knowledge of his heart. "'He saw through the mean artifices "'that were used to undermine him "'in his patron's favor. "'He watched their machinations "'and strove to frustrate their designs.' "'This good man used frequently to walk out with Edmund. "'They conversed upon various subjects, "'and the youth would lament to him "'the unhappiness of his situation, "'and the peculiar circumstances that attended him. "'The father, by his wholesome advice, "'comforted his drooping heart, "'and confirmed him in his resolution "'of bearing unavoidable evils with patience and fortitude "'from the consciousness of his own innocence, "'and the assurance of a future and eternal reward. "'One day, as they were walking in a wood near the castle, "'Edmund asked the father what meant those preparations "'for building the cutting down of trees "'and burning of bricks. "'What, said Oswald, have you not heard "'that my lord is going to build a new apartment "'on the west side of the castle? "'And why, said Edmund, "'should my lord be at that expense "'when there is one on the east side "'that is never occupied? "'That apartment,' said the friar, "'you must have observed is always shut up. "'I have observed it often,' said Edmund, "'but I never presumed to ask any questions about it. "'You had, then,' said Oswald, "'less curiosity and more discretion "'than is common at your age. "'You have raised my curiosity,' said Edmund, "'and, if it be not improper, "'I beg of you to gratify it. "'We are alone,' said Oswald, "'and I am so well assured of your prudence "'that I will explain this mystery in some degree to you. "'You must know that apartment was occupied "'by the last lord-lovel when he was a bachelor. "'He married in his father's lifetime, "'who gave up his own apartment to him "'and offered to retire to this himself, "'but the son would not permit it. "'He chose to sleep here rather than in any other. "'He had been married about three months "'when his father, the old lord, died of a fever. "'About 12 months after his marriage, "'he was called upon to attend the king, Henry IV, "'on an expedition into Wales, "'whether he was attended by many of his dependents. "'He left his lady big with child "'and full of care and anxiety for his safety and return. "'After the king had chastened the rebels "'and obtained the victory, "'the lord-lovel was expected home every day. "'Various reports were sent home before him. "'One messenger brought an account of his health and safety. "'Soon after another came with bad news "'that he was slain in battle. "'His kinsman, Sir Walter-lovel, "'came here on a visit to comfort the lady "'and he waited to receive his kinsman at his return. "'It was he that brought the news "'of the sad event of the battle to the lady-level. "'She fainted away at the relation, "'but when she revived, exerted the utmost resolution, "'saying it was her duty to bear his dutiful stroke "'with Christian fortitude and patience, "'especially in regard to the child she went with, "'the last remains of her beloved husband "'and the undoubted heir of a noble house. "'For several days she seemed an example "'of patience and resignation, "'but then, all at once, she renounced them "'and broke out into passionate and frantic exclamations. "'She said that her dear lord was basely murdered, "'that his ghost had appeared to her "'and revealed his fate. "'She called upon heaven and earth to revenge her wrongs, "'saying she would never cease complaining to God "'and the king for vengeance and justice. "'Upon this, Sir Walter told the servants "'that Lady Lovell was distracted from grief "'for the death of her lord, "'that his regard for her was as strong as ever "'and that if she recovered, "'he would himself be her comforter and marry her. "'In the meantime, she was confined in this very apartment, "'and in less than a month, the poor lady died. "'She lies buried in the family vault "'in St. Austen's church in the village. "'Sir Walter took possession of the castle "'and all the other estates "'and assumed the title of Lord Lovell. "'Soon after, it was reported that the castle was haunted "'and that the ghosts of Lord and Lady Lovell "'had been seen by several of the servants. "'Whoever went into this apartment "'were terrified by uncommon noises "'and strange appearances. "'At length, this apartment was wholly shut up "'and the servants were forbid to enter it "'or to talk of anything relating to it. "'However, the story did not stop here. "'It was whispered about "'that the new Lord Lovell was so disturbed every night "'that he could not sleep in quiet. "'And, being at last tired of the place, "'he sold the castle and estate of his ancestors "'to his brother-in-law, the Lord Fitz Owen, "'who now enjoys it and left this country. "'All this is news to me,' said Edmund. "'But Father, tell me what grounds there were "'for the Lady's suspicion that her Lord died unfairly. "'Alas,' said Oswald, "'that is known only to God. "'There were strange thoughts in the minds of many "'at that time. "'I had mine, but I will not disclose them, "'not even to you. "'I will not injure those who may be innocent "'and I will leave it to Providence, "'who will doubtless, in its own best time "'and manner, punish the guilty. "'But let what I have told you "'be as if you have never heard it. "'I thank you for these marks "'of your esteem and confidence,' said Edmund. "'Be assured that I will not abuse them, "'nor do I desire to pry into secrets "'not proper to be revealed. "'I entirely approve your discretion "'and acquiesce in your conclusion, "'that Providence will, in its own time, "'vindicate its ways to man. "'If not for that trust, "'my situation would be insupportable. "'I strive earnestly to desire "'the esteem and favor of good men. "'I endeavor to regulate my conduct "'so as to avoid giving offense to any man. "'But I see with infinite pain "'that it is impossible for me to gain these points. "'I see it too with great concern,' said Oswald. "'And everything that I can say "'and do in your favor is misconstrued, "'and, by seeking to do you service, "'I lose my own influence. "'But I will never give my sanction "'to acts of injustice, "'nor join to oppress innocents. "'My dear child, put your trust in God. "'He who brought light out of darkness "'can bring good out of evil.' "'I hope and trust so,' said Edmund. "'But, Father, if my enemy should prevail, "'if my Lord should believe their stories against me "'and I should be put out of the house with disgrace, "'what will become of me? "'I have nothing but my character to depend upon. "'If I lose that, I lose everything, "'and I see they seek no less than my ruin.' "'Trust in my Lord's honor and justice,' replied Oswald. "'He knows your virtue, "'and he is not ignorant of their ill-will towards you.' "'I know my Lord's justice too well to doubt it,' said Edmund. "'But would it not be better to rid him of this trouble "'and his family of an encumbrance? "'I would gladly do something for myself, "'but cannot without my Lord's recommendation. "'And, such is my situation, "'that I fear the asking for a dismission "'would be accounted base in gratitude. "'Besides, when I think of leaving this house, "'my heart saddens at the thought "'and tells me I cannot be happy out of it. "'Yet, I think I could return to a peasant's life "'with cheerfulness rather than live in a palace "'under disdain and contempt.' "'Have patience a little longer, my son,' said Oswald. "'I will think of some way to serve you "'and to represent your grievances to my Lord "'without offense to either. "'Perhaps the causes may be removed. "'Continue to observe the same irreproachable conduct "'and be assured that heaven will defend your innocence "'and defeat the unjust designs of your enemies. "'Let us now return home.'" End of Part 2, recording by Mary Ann Spiegel. Part 3 of The Old English Baron. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. The Old English Baron, A Gothic Story, by Clara Reeve. Part 3. About a week after this conference, Edmund walked out in the fields ruminating on the disagreeable circumstances of his situation. Insensible of the time, he had been out several hours without perceiving how the day wore away when he heard himself called by name several times. Looking backward, he saw his friend, Mr. William, and hallowed to him. He came running towards him and leaping over the sky stood awhile to recover his breath. "'What is the matter, sir?' said Edmund. "'Your looks bespeak some tidings of importance.'" With a look of tender concern and affection, the youth pressed his hands and spoke. "'My dear Edmund, you must come home with me directly. "'Your old enemies have united "'to ruin you with my father. "'My brother Robert has declared that he thinks "'there will be no peace in our family "'til you are dismissed from it.' "'And he told my father he hoped he would not break "'with his kinsmen rather than give up Edmund.' "'But what do they lay to my charge?' said Edmund. "'I cannot rightly understand,' answered William, "'for they make a great mystery of it, "'something of great consequence,' they say, "'but they will not tell me what. "'However, my father has told them "'that they must bring their accusation before your face, "'and he will have you answer them publicly. "'I have been seeking you this hour to inform you of this, "'that you might be prepared to defend yourself "'against your accusers.' "'God reward you, sir,' said Edmund, "'for all your goodness to me. "'I see they are determined to ruin me if possible. "'I shall be compelled to leave the castle, "'but whatever becomes of me be assured "'you shall have no cause to blush "'for your kindness and partiality to your Edmund. "'I know it. "'I am sure of it,' said William, "'and here I swear to you, as Jonathan did to David, "'I beseech heaven to bless me "'as my friendship to you shall be steady and inviolable. "'Only so long as I shall deserve "'so great a blessing,' interrupted Edmund. "'I know your worth and honor,' continued William, "'and such is my confidence in your merit "'that I firmly believe heaven designs you "'for something extraordinary, "'and I expect that some great and unforeseen event "'will raise you to the rank and station "'to which you appear to belong. "'Promise me, therefore, that whatever may be your fate, "'you will preserve the same friendship for me "'that I bear to you.' "'Edmund was so much affected "'that he could not answer but in broken sentences. "'Oh, my friend, my master. "'I vow, I promise, my heart promises.' "'He kneeled down with clasped hands and uplifted eyes. "'William kneeled by him, "'and they invoked the Supreme to witness to their friendship "'and implore it his blessing upon it. "'They then rose up and embraced each other "'while tears of cordial affection bedewed their cheeks. "'As soon as they were able to speak, "'Edmund conjured his friend not to expose himself "'to the displeasure of his family out of kindness to him. "'I submit to the will of heaven,' said he. "'I wait with patience at its disposal of me. "'If I leave the castle, I will find means "'to inform you of my fate and fortunes.' "'I hope,' said William, "'that things may yet be accommodated, "'but do not take any resolution. "'Let us act as occasions arise.' "'In this manner these amiable youths conferred "'till they arrived at the castle. "'The Baron was sitting in the great hall "'on a high chair with a footstep before, "'with the state and dignity of a judge. "'Before him stood Father Oswald "'as pleading the cause for himself and Edmund. "'Round the Baron's chair stood his eldest son "'and his kinsmen with their principal domestics. "'The old servant Joseph at some distance "'with his head leaning forward "'as listening with the utmost attention to what passed. "'Mr. William approached the chair. "'My Lord, I have found Edmund "'and brought him to answer for himself. "'You have done well,' said the Baron, "'Edmund, come hither. "'You are charged with some indiscretions, "'for I cannot properly call them crimes. "'I am resolved to do justice "'between you and your accusers. "'I shall therefore hear you as well as them, "'for no man ought to be condemned unheard.' "'My Lord,' said Edmund, "'with equal modesty and intrepid. "'I demand my trial. "'If I shall be found guilty "'of any crimes against my benefactor, "'let me be punished with the utmost rigor. "'But if, as I trust, "'no such charge can be proved against me, "'I know your goodness too well to doubt "'that you will do justice to me, as well as to others. "'And if it should so happen "'that by the misrepresentations of my enemies, "'who have long sought my ruin privately "'and now avow it publicly, "'if by their artifices "'your lordship should be induced to think me guilty, "'I would submit to your sentence in silence "'and appeal to another tribunal.' "'C,' said Mr. Wenlock, "'the confidence of the fellow. "'He already supposes that my Lord "'must be in the wrong if he condemns him, "'and then this meek creature will appeal "'to another tribunal. "'To whose will he appeal? "'I desire he may be made to explain himself. "'That I will immediately,' said Edmund, "'without being compelled. "'I only meant to appeal to heaven "'that best knows my innocence.' "'Tis true,' said the Baron, "'and no offense to anyone. "'Man can only judge by appearances, "'but heaven knows the heart. "'Let every one of you bear this in mind "'that you may not bring a false accusation, "'nor justify yourselves by concealing the truth. "'Edmund, I am informed that Oswald and you "'made very free with me and my family "'in some of your conversations. "'You were heard to censure me "'for the absurdity of building a new apartment "'on the west side of the castle "'when there was one on the east side uninhabited.' "'Oswald said that apartment was shut up "'because it was haunted, "'that some shocking murder had been committed there, "'adding many particulars concerning Lord Lovell's family, "'such as he could not know the truth of, "'and, if he had known, was imprudent to reveal. "'But, further, you complained of ill treatment here "'and mentioned an intention to leave the castle "'and seek your fortune elsewhere. "'I shall examine into all the particulars in turn. "'At present I desire you, Edmund, "'to relate all that you can remember "'of the conversation that passed "'between you and Oswald in the wood last Monday. "'Good God,' said Edmund. "'Is it possible that any person could put such a construction "'upon so innocent a conversation?' "'Tell me then,' said the Baron, the particulars of it. "'I will, my Lord, as nearly as my memory will allow me.' "'Accordingly he related most of the conversation "'that passed in the wood, "'but, in the part that concerned the family of Lovell, "'he abbreviated as much as possible. "'Oswald's continents cleared up, "'for he had done the same before Edmund came. "'The Baron called his eldest son.' "'You hear, Sir Robert, what both parties say. "'I've questioned them separately. "'Neither of them knew what the other would answer, "'yet their accounts agree almost to a word.' "'I confess they do so,' answered Sir Robert. "'But, sir, it is very bold and presuming for them "'to speak of our family affairs in such a manner. "'If my uncle, Lord Lovell, should come to know it, "'he would punish them severely, "'and, if his honor is reflected upon, "'it becomes us to resent and to punish it. "'Here Mr. Wenlock broke out into passion "'and offered to swear to the truth of his accusation. "'Be silent, Dick,' said the Baron. "'I shall judge for myself. "'I protest,' said he to Sir Robert. "'I never heard so much as Oswald has now told me "'concerning the deaths of Lord and Lady Lovell. "'I think it is best to let such stories alone "'till they die away of themselves. "'I had, indeed, heard of an idle story "'of the East Apartments being haunted "'when I first came hither, "'and my brother advised me to shut it up "'till it should be forgotten. "'But what has now been said has suggested a thought "'that may make that apartment useful in the future. "'I have thought of a punishment for Edmund "'that will stop the mouth of his accusers for the present, "'and, as I hope, "'will establish his credit with everybody. "'Edmund, will you undertake this adventure for me?' "'What adventure, my Lord,' said Edmund. "'There is nothing I would not undertake "'to show my gratitude and fidelity to you. "'As to my courage, I would chew that "'at the expense of my malicious accusers, "'if respect to my Lord's blood did not tie up my hands. "'As I am situated, I beg it may be put to the proof "'in whatever way is most for my master's service.' "'That is well said,' cried the Baron. "'As to your enemies, "'I am thinking how to separate you from them effectually. "'Of that I shall speak hereafter. "'I am going to try Edmund's courage. "'He shall sleep three nights in the East Department "'that he may testify to all whether it be haunted or not. "'Afterwards, I will have that apartment set in order "'and my eldest son shall take it for his own. "'It will spare me some expense "'and answer my purpose as well or better. "'Will you consent, Edmund?' "'With all my heart, my Lord,' said Edmund. "'I have not willfully offended God or man. "'I have, therefore, nothing to fear.' "'Brave boy,' said my Lord. "'I am not deceived in you, "'nor shall you be deceived in your reliance on me. "'You shall sleep in that apartment tonight "'and tomorrow I will have some private talk with you. "'Do you, Oswald, go with me. "'I want to have some conversation with you. "'The rest of you, retire to your studies and business. "'I will meet you at dinner.'" Edmund retired to his own chamber and Oswald was shut up with the Baron. He defended Edmund's cause and his own and laid open as much as he knew of the malice and designs of his enemies. The Baron expressed much concern at the untimely deaths of Lord and Lady Lovell and desired Oswald to be circumspect in regard to what he had to say of the circumstances attending them, adding that he was both innocent and ignorant of any treachery towards either of them. Oswald excused himself for his communications to Edmund, saying they fell undesignably into the subject and that he mentioned it in confidence to him only. The Baron sent orders to the young men to come to dinner, but they refused to meet Edmund at table. Accordingly, he ate in the steward's apartment. After dinner, the Baron tried to reconcile his kinsmen to Edmund but found it impossible. They saw their designs were laid open and judging of him by themselves, they thought it impossible to forgive or be forgiven. The Baron ordered them to keep in separate apartments. He took his eldest son for his own companion as being the most reasonable of the malcontents and ordered his kinsmen to keep their own apartment with a servant to watch their motions. Mr. William had Oswald for his companion. Old Joseph was bid to attend on Edmund to serve him at supper and at the hour of nine to conduct him to the haunted apartment. Edmund desired that he might have a light and his sword lest his enemy should endeavor to surprise him. The Baron thought his request reasonable and complied with it. There was a great search to find the key of the apartment. At last it was discovered by Edmund himself among a parcel of old rusty keys in a lumber room. The Baron sent the young men their suppers to their respective apartments. Edmund declined eating and desired to be conducted to his apartment. He was accompanied by most of the servants to the door of it. They wished him success and prayed for him as if he had been going to execution. The door was with great difficulty unlocked and Joseph gave Edmund a lighted lamp and wished him a good night. He returned his good wishes to them all with the utmost cheerfulness. He took the key on the inside of the door and dismissed them. He then took a survey of his chamber. The furniture by long neglect was decayed and dropping to pieces. The bed was devoured by the maws and occupied by the rats who had built their nest there with impunity for many generations. The bedding was very damp for the rain had forced its way through the ceiling. He determined therefore to lie down in his clothes. There were two doors on the further side of the room with keys in them. Being not at all sleepy, he resolved to examine them. He attempted one lock and opened it with ease. He went into a large dining room, the furniture of which was in the same tattered condition. Out of this was a large closet with some books in it and hung round with coats of arms with genealogies and alliances of the House of Lovell. He amused himself here some minutes, then returned into the bedchamber. He recollected the other door and resolved to see where it led to. The key was rusted into the lock and resisted his attempts. He set the lamp on the ground and exerting all his strength opened the door and at the same instant the wind blew out the lamp and left him in utter darkness. At the same moment he heard a hollow rustling noise like that of a person coming through a narrow passage. Till this moment not one idea of fear had approached the mind of Edmund, but just then all the concerted circumstances of his situation struck upon his heart and gave him a new and disagreeable sensation. He paused a while and recollecting himself cried out loud, what should I fear? I have not willfully offended God or man. Why then should I doubt protection? But I have not yet implored the divine assistance. How then can I expect it? Upon this he kneeled down and prayed earnestly, resigning himself holy to the will of heaven. While he was yet speaking his courage returned and he resumed his usual confidence. Again he approached the door from whence the noise proceeded. He thought he saw a glimmering light upon a staircase before him. If said he, this apartment is haunted, I will use my endeavors to discover the cause of it and if the spirit appears visibly, I will speak to it. He was preparing to descend the staircase when he heard several knocks at the door by which he first entered the room and stepping backwards, the door was clapped too with great violence. Again fear attacked him but he resisted it and boldly cried out, who is there? A voice at the outer door answered, it's I, Joseph, your friend. What do you want, said Edmund. I have brought you some wood to make a fire, said Joseph. I thank you kindly, said Edmund, but my lamp is gone out. I will try to find the door however. After some trouble he found and opened it and was not sorry to see his friend, Joseph, with a light in one hand, a flag and a beer in the other and a faggot upon his shoulder. I come, said the good old man, to bring you something to keep up your spirits. The evening is cold, I know this room wants airing and besides that, my master, I think your present undertaking requires a little assistance. My good friend, said Edmund, I never shall be able to deserve or re-quit your kindness to me. My dear sir, you always deserved more than I could do for you and I think I shall yet live to see you defeat the designs of your enemies and acknowledge the services of your friends. Alas, said Edmund, I see little prospect of that. I see, said Joseph, something that persuades me your design for great things and I perceive that things are working about to some great end. Have courage, my master. My heart beats strangely high upon your account. You make me smile, said Edmund. I'm glad to see it, sir. May you smile all the rest of your life. I thank your honest affection, returned Edmund, though it is too partial to me. You had better go to bed, however. If it is known that you visit me here, it will be bad for us both. So I will presently, but please God, I will come here again tomorrow night when all the family are a bed and I will tell you some things that you never yet heard. But pray tell me, said Edmund, where does that door lead to? Upon a passage that ends in a staircase that leads to the lower rooms and there is likewise a door out of that passage into the dining room. And what rooms are there below stairs, said Edmund. The same is above, replied he. Very well, then I wish you a good night. We will talk further tomorrow. I, tomorrow night, and in this place, my dear master. Why do you call me your master? I never was nor can be your master. God only knows that, said the good old man. Good night and heaven bless you. Good night, my worthy friend. Joseph withdrew and Edmund returned to the other door and attempted several times to open it in vain. His hands were benumbed and tired. At length he gave over. He made a fire in the chimney, placed the lamp on a table and opened one of the window shutters to admit the daylight. He then recommended himself to the divine protection and threw himself upon the bed. He presently fell asleep and continued in that state till the sun saluted him with his orient beams through the window he had opened. As soon as he was perfectly awake, he strove to recollect his dreams. He thought that he heard people coming up the staircase that he had a glimpse of, that the door opened and there entered a warrior leading a lady by the hand who was young and beautiful but pale and won. The man was dressed completely in armor and his helmet down. They approached the bed, they undrew the curtains. He thought the man said, is this our child? The woman replied, it is, and the hour approaches that he shall be known for such. They then separated and one stood on each side of the bed. Their hands met over his head and they gave him a solemn benediction. He strove to rise and pay them his respects, but they forbade him and the lady said, sleep in peace, oh my Edmund, for those who are the true possessors of this apartment are employed in thy preservation. Sleep on sweet hope of a house that is thought past hope. Upon this they withdrew and went out at the same door by which they entered and he heard them descend the stairs. After this he followed a funeral as chief mourner. He saw the whole procession and heard the ceremonies performed. He was snatched away from this mournful scene to one of a contrary kind, a stately feast at which he presided and he heard himself congratulated as a husband and a father, his friend William sat by his side and his happiness was complete. Every succeeding idea was happiness without a lay and his mind was not idle a moment till the morning sun awakened him. He perfectly remembered his dreams and meditated on what all these things should portend. Am I then, said he, not Edmund Twyford, but somebody of consequence in whose fate so many people are interested? Thane thought that must have arisen from the partial suggestion of my two friends, Mr. William and old Joseph. He lay thus reflecting when a servant knocked at his door and told him it was past six o'clock and that the Baron expected him to breakfast in an hour. He rose immediately, paid his tribute of thanks to heaven for its protection and went from his chamber in high health and spirits. He walked in the garden till the hour of breakfast and then attended the Baron. "'Good morrow, Edmund,' said he, "'how have you rested in your new apartment?' "'Extremely well, my lord,' answered he. "'I'm glad to hear it,' said the Baron, "'but I did not know your accommodations were so bad "'as Joseph tells me they are.' "'Tis of no consequence,' said Edmund. "'If they were much worse, "'I could dispense with them for three nights. "'Very well, said the Baron, you are a brave lad. "'I am satisfied with you "'and will excuse the other two nights. "'But my lord, I will not be excused. "'No one shall have reason to suspect my courage. "'I am determined to go through the remaining nights "'upon many accounts.' "'That shall be as you please,' said my lord. "'I think of you as you deserve, "'so well that I shall ask your advice by and by "'in some affairs of consequence. "'My life and services are yours, my lord. "'Command them freely.' "'Let Oswald be called in,' said my lord. "'He shall be one of our consultation.' "'He came. "'The servants were dismissed "'and the Baron spoke as follows. "'Edmund, when I first took you into my family, "'it was at the request of my sons and kinsmen. "'I bear witness to your good behavior. "'You have not deserved to lose their esteem, "'but nevertheless I have observed for some years past "'that all but my son William have set their faces against you. "'I see their meanness and I perceive their motives. "'But they are and must be my relations "'and I would rather govern them by love than fear. "'I love and esteem your virtues. "'I cannot give you up to gratify their humors. "'My son William has lost the affections of the rest "'for that he bears to you. "'But he has increased my regard for him. "'I think myself bound in honor to him "'and to provide for you. "'I cannot do it as I wished under my own roof. "'If you stay here, I see nothing but confusion in my family. "'Yet I cannot put you out of it disgracefully. "'I want to think of some way to prefer you "'that you may leave this house with honor "'and I desire both of you to give me your advice "'in this matter. "'If Edmund will tell me in what way I can employ him "'to his own honor and my advantage, I am ready to do it. "'Let him propose it and Oswald shall moderate between us.' "'Here he stopped and Edmund, whose size almost choked him, "'through himself at the barren's feet "'and wet his hands with his tears. "'Oh, my noble, generous benefactor, "'do you condescend to consult with such a one "'as me upon the state of your family? "'Does your most amiable and beloved son "'encour the ill will of his brothers and kinsmen for my sake? "'What am I that I should disturb the peace "'of this noble family? "'Oh, my Lord, send me away directly. "'I should be unworthy to live "'if I did not earnestly endeavor to restore your happiness. "'You have given me a noble education "'and I trust I shall not disgrace it. "'If you will recommend me and give me a character "'I fear not to make my own fortune.' "'The barren wiped his eyes. "'I wish to do this, my child, but in what way?' "'My Lord,' said Edmund, "'I will open my heart to you. "'I have served with credit in the army "'and I should prefer a soldier's life.' "'You please me well,' said the barren. "'I will send you to France "'and give you a recommendation to the regent. "'He knows you personally and will prefer you "'for my sake and for your own merit. "'My Lord, you overwhelm me with your goodness. "'I am but your creature "'and my life shall be devoted to your service. "'But,' said the barren, "'how to dispose of you till the spring?' "'That,' said Oswald, "'may be thought of at leisure. "'I am glad that you have resolved "'and I congratulate you both.' "'The barren put an end to the conversation "'by desiring Edmund to go with him "'to the ménage to see his horses. "'He ordered Oswald to acquaint his son William "'with all that had passed "'and to try and persuade the young men "'to meet Edmund and William at dinner. "'The barren took Edmund with him "'into his ménage to see some horses "'he had lately purchased. "'While they were examining the beauties "'and defects of these noble and useful animals, "'Edmund declared that he preferred Cardock, "'a horse he had broke himself, "'to any other in my Lord's stables. "'Then,' said the barren, "'I will give him to you "'and you shall go upon him to seek your fortune. "'He made new acknowledgments for this gift "'and declared he would prize it highly "'for the giver's sake. "'But I shall not part with you yet,' said my Lord. "'I will first carry all my points "'with these saucy boys "'and oblige them to do you justice.' "'You have already done that,' said Edmund, "'and I will not suffer any of your Lordship's blood "'to undergo any further humiliation upon my account. "'I think, with humble submission "'to your better judgment, "'the sooner I go hence, the better.' "'While they were speaking, Oswald came to them "'and said that the young men "'had absolutely refused to dine at the table "'if Edmund was present. "'Tis well,' said the barren, "'I shall find a way to punish their contumancy hereafter. "'I will make them know that I am the master here. "'Edmund and you, Oswald, "'shall spend the day in my apartment above stairs. "'William shall dine with me alone "'and I will acquaint him with our determination. "'My son Robert and his Gabal "'shall be prisoners in the great parlor. "'Edmund shall, according to his own desire, "'spend this and the following night "'in the haunted apartment, "'and this for his sake and my own. "'For if I should now contradict my former orders, "'it would subject both of us "'to their impertinent reflections.' "'He then took Oswald aside "'and charged him not to let Edmund go out of his sight, "'for if he should come in the way "'of those implacable enemies, "'he trembled for the consequences. "'He then walked back to the stables "'and the two friends returned into the house. "'They had a long conversation on various subjects. "'In the course of it, Edmund acquainted Oswald "'with all that had passed between him and Joseph, "'the preceding night, "'the curiosity he had raised in him "'and the promise to gratify it the night following. "'I wish,' said Oswald, "'you would permit me to be one of your party. "'How can that be?' said Edmund. "'We shall be watched, perhaps, "'and if discovered, what excuse can you make "'for coming there? "'Besides, if it were known, "'I shall be branded with the imputation of cowardice, "'and, though I have borne much, "'I will not promise to bear that patiently.' "'Never fear,' replied Oswald. "'I will speak to Joseph about it, "'and after prayers are over "'and the family gone to bed, "'I will steal away from my own chamber and come to you. "'I am strongly interested in your affairs, "'and I cannot be easy, "'unless you will receive me into your company. "'I will bind myself to secrecy "'in any manner you shall enjoy.' "'Your word is sufficient,' said Edmund. "'I have as much reason to trust you, Father, "'as any man living. "'I should be ungrateful to refuse you "'anything in my power to grant, "'but suppose the apartment should really be haunted? "'Would you then have resolution enough "'to pursue the adventure to a discovery?' "'I hope so,' said Oswald. "'But have you any reason to believe it is?' "'I have,' said Edmund. "'But I have not opened my lips upon this subject "'to any creature but yourself. "'This night I purpose, if heaven permit, "'to go all over the rooms, "'and though I had formed this design, "'I will confess that your company "'will strengthen my resolution. "'I will have no reserves to you in any respect, "'but I must put a seal upon your lips.' "'Oswald swore secrecy "'till he should be permitted to disclose "'the mysteries of that apartment "'and both of them waited in solemn expectation "'in event of the approaching night." End of part three, recording by Mary Ann Spiegel. Part four of The Old English Baron. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. The Old English Baron, a gothic story by Clara Reeve. Part four. In the afternoon, Mr. William was allowed to visit his friend. An affecting interview passed between them. He lamented the necessity of Edmund's departure and they took a solemn leave of each other as they foreboded it would be long ere they should meet again. "'About the same hour as the preceding evening, "'Joseph came to conduct Edmund to his apartment. "'You will find better accommodations "'than you had last night,' said he, "'and all by my Lord's own order. "'I every hour received some new proof of his goodness,' said Edmund. "'When they arrived, he found a good fire in the chamber "'and a table covered with cold meats "'and a flagon of strong beer. "'Sit down and get your supper, my dear master,' said Joseph. "'I must attend my Lord, "'but as soon as the family are gone to bed, "'I will visit you again.' "'Do so,' said Edmund. "'But first, see Father Oswald. "'He has something to say to you. "'You may trust him, for I have no reserves to him. "'Well, sir, I will see him if you desire it "'and will come to you as soon as possible.' "'So saying, he went his way "'and Edmund sat down to supper. "'After moderate refreshment, he kneeled down "'and prayed with the greatest fervency. "'He resigned himself to the disposal of heaven. "'I am nothing,' said he. "'I desire to be nothing but what thou, O Lord, "'pleases to make me. "'If it is thy will that I should return "'to my former obscurity, be it obeyed with cheerfulness, "'and if thou art pleased to exalt me, "'I will look up to thee as the only fountain "'of honor and dignity.' "'While he prayed, he felt an enlargement of heart "'beyond what he had ever experienced before. "'All idle fears were dispersed "'and his heart glowed with divine love and affluence. "'He seemed raised above the world in all its pursuits. "'He continued wrapped up in mental devotion "'till a knocking at the door obliged him to rise "'and let in his two friends, "'who came without shoes and on tiptoe to visit him. "'Save you, my son,' said the friar. "'You look cheerful and happy.' "'I am so, Father,' said Edmund. "'I have resigned myself to the disposal of heaven "'and I find my heart strengthened above what I can express.' "'Heaven be praised,' said Oswald. "'I believe you are designed for great things, my son. "'What? Do you too encourage my ambition?' says Edmund. "'Strange concurrence of circumstances. "'Sit down, my friends, "'and do you, my good Joseph, "'tell me the particulars you promised last night. "'They drew their chairs round the fire "'and Joseph began as follows. "'You have heard of the untimely death "'of the late Lord Lovell, my noble and worthy master. "'Perhaps you may also have heard that, "'from that time this apartment was haunted. "'It passed the other day "'when my Lord questioned you both on this head "'but all the circumstances freshened to my mind. "'You then said there were suspicions "'that he came not fairly to his end. "'I trust you both and will speak what I know of it. "'There was a person suspected of this murder "'and whom do you think it was?' "'You must speak out,' said Oswald. "'Why then?' said Joseph. "'It was the present Lord Lovell. "'You speak my thoughts,' said Oswald, "'but proceed to the proofs.' "'I will,' said Joseph. "'From the time that my Lord's death was reported, "'there were strange whisperings and consultations "'between the new Lord and some of the servants. "'There was a deal of private business carried on "'in this apartment. "'Soon after they gave out that my poor lady was distracted, "'but she threw out strong expressions "'that savored nothing of madness. "'She said that the ghost of her departed Lord "'had appeared to her "'and revealed the circumstances of this murder. "'None of the servants but one was permitted to see her. "'At this very time, Sir Walter, the new Lord, "'had the cruelty to offer love to her. "'He urged her to marry him, "'and one of her women overheard her say "'she would sooner die than give her hand "'to the man who caused the death of her Lord. "'Soon after this, we were told that my lady was dead. "'The Lord Lovell made a public and sumptuous funeral for her. "'That is true,' said Oswald, "'for I was a novice and assisted at it. "'Well,' says Joseph, "'now comes my part of the story. "'As I was coming home from the burial, "'I overtook Roger, our plowman. "'Said he, "'What do you think of this burying? "'What should I think?' said I, "'but that we have lost the best master and lady "'that we shall ever know. "'God, he knows,' quote Roger, "'whether they be living or dead. "'But if I ever saw my lady in my life, "'I saw her alive the night they say she died. "'I tried to convince him that he was mistaken, "'but he offered to take his oath "'that the very night they said she died, "'he saw her come out at the Garden Gate into the fields, "'that she often stopped, like a person in pain, "'and then went forward again until he lost a sight of her. "'Now it is certain that her time was out "'and she expected to lie down every day, "'and they did not pretend that she died in child bed. "'I thought upon what I heard, but nothing,' I said. "'Roger told the same story to another servant, "'so he was called to account, "'the story was hushed up, "'and the foolish fellow said he was verily persuaded "'it was her ghost that he saw. "'Now you must take notice that from this time "'they began to talk about that this apartment was troubled "'and not only this, but at last the new Lord "'could not sleep quiet in his own room, "'and this induced him to sell the castle "'to his brother-in-law and get out of this country "'as fast as possible. "'He took most of the servants away with him "'and Roger amongst the rest. "'As for me, they thought I knew nothing "'and so they left me behind, "'but I was neither blind nor deaf, "'though I could hear and see and say nothing. "'This is a dark story,' said Oswald. "'It is so,' said Edmund, "'but why should Joseph seem to think it concerns "'me in particular? "'Ah, dear sir,' said Joseph, "'I must tell you, though I never uttered it "'to mortal man before, "'the striking resemblance this young man bears "'to my dear Lord, "'the strange dislike his reputed father took to him, "'his gentle manners, his generous heart, "'his noble qualities so uncommon "'in those of his birth and breeding, "'the sound of his voice. "'You may smile at the strength of my fancy, "'but I cannot put it out of my mind, "'but that he is my own master's son.'" At these words Edmund changed color and trembled. He clapped his hand upon his breast and looked up to heaven in silence. His dream recurred to his memory and struck upon his heart. He related it to his two attentive auditors. "'The ways of Providence are wonderful,' said Oswald. "'If this be so, heaven in its own time "'will make it appear.'" Here a silence of several minutes ensued when suddenly they were awakened from their reverie by a violent noise in the rooms underneath them. It seemed like the clashing of arms and something seemed to fall down with violence. They started and Edmund rose up with a look full of resolution and intrepidity. "'I am called,' he said. "'I obey the call.'" He took up a lamp and went to the door that had opened the night before. Oswald followed with his rosary in his hand and Joseph last with trembling steps. The door opened with ease and they descended the stairs in profound silence. The lower rooms answered exactly to those above. There were two parlors and a large closet. They saw nothing remarkable in these rooms except two pictures that were turned with their faces to the wall. Joseph took courage to turn them. "'These,' said he, "'are the portraits of my Lord and Lady. "'Father, look at this face. "'Do you know who it is like?' "'I should think,' said Oswald. "'It was done for Edmund.' "'I am,' said Edmund, "'struck with the resemblance myself. "'But let us go on. "'I feel myself inspired with unusual courage. "'Let us open the closet door.'" Oswald stopped him short. "'Take heed,' he said. "'Lest the wind of the door put out the lamp, "'I will open this door.'" He attempted it without success. Joseph did the same but to no purpose. Edmund gave the lamp to Joseph. He approached the door, tried the key, and it gave way to his hand in a moment. "'This adventure belongs,' said he, "'to me only, that is plain. "'Bring the lamp forward.'" Oswald repeated the pattern-oster in which they all joined, and then entered the closet. The first thing that presented itself to their view was a complete suit of armor that seemed to have fallen down on a heap. "'Behold,' said Edmund, "'this made the noise we heard above. "'They took it up and examined it piece by piece. "'The inside of the breastplate was stained with blood.'" "'See here,' said Edmund, "'what do you think of this?' "'Tis my Lord's armor,' said Joseph, "'I know it well. "'Here has been bloody work in this closet.'" Going forward he stumbled over something. It was a ring with the arms of Lovell engraved upon it. "'This is my Lord's ring,' said Joseph. "'I have seen him wear it. "'I give it to you, sir, as the right owner, "'and most religiously do I believe you, his son.'" "'Heaven only knows that,' said Edmund, "'and if it permits, "'I will know who was my father before I am a day older.'" While he was speaking, he shifted his ground and perceived that the boards rose up on the other side of the closet. Upon further examination, they found that the whole floor was loose and a table that stood over them concealed the circumstances from the casual observer. "'I perceive,' said Oswald, "'that some great discovery is at hand.'" "'God defend us,' said Edmund. "'But I verily believe that the person that owned this armor "'lies buried under us.' "'Upon this, a dismal, hollow groan was heard, "'as if from underneath. "'A solemn silence ensued, "'and marks of fear were visible upon all three. "'The groan was thrice heard.' "'Oswald made signs for them to kneel, "'and he prayed audibly "'that heaven would direct them how to act. "'He also prayed for the soul of the departed "'that it might rest in peace.' "'After this he arose, but Edmund continued kneeling. "'He vowed solemnly to devote himself "'to the discovery of this secret, "'and the avenging of the death "'of the person there buried. "'He then rose up. "'It would be to no purpose,' said he, "'for us to examine further now. "'When I am properly authorized, "'I will have this place opened. "'I trust that time is not far off.' "'I believe it,' said Oswald. "'You are designed by heaven to be its instrument "'in bringing this deed of darkness to light. "'We are your creatures, "'only tell us what you would have us do, "'and we are ready to obey your commands.' "'I only demand your silence,' said Edmund, "'till I call for your evidence, "'and then you must speak all you know "'and all you suspect.' "'Oh,' said Joseph, "'that I may live to see that day, "'and I shall have lived long enough.' "'Come,' said Edmund, "'let us return upstairs, "'and we will consult further how I shall proceed.' "'So saying, he went out of the closet, "'and they followed him. "'He locked the door and took the key out. "'I will keep this,' said he, "'till I have power to use it to purpose, "'lest anyone should presume "'to pry into the secret of this closet. "'I will always carry it about me "'to remind me of what I have undertaken.' "'Upon this they returned upstairs to the bedchamber, "'all with still, "'and they heard nothing more to disturb them. "'How,' said Edmund, "'is it possible that I should be the son of Lord Lovell? "'For, however circumstances have seemed "'to encourage such a notion, "'what reason have I to believe it?' "'I am strangely puzzled about it,' said Oswald. "'It seems unlikely that so good a man "'as Lord Lovell should corrupt the wife of a peasant, "'his vassal, and especially being so lately married "'to a lady with whom he was passionately in love. "'Hold there,' said Joseph. "'My Lord was incapable of such action. "'If Master Edmund is the son of my Lord, "'he is also the son of my lady.' "'How can that be?' said Edmund. "'I don't know how,' said Joseph, "'but there is a person who can tell if she will. "'I mean Marjorie Twyford, "'who calls herself your mother.' "'You meet my thoughts,' said Edmund. "'I had resolved before you spoke to visit her "'and to interrogate her on the subject. "'I will ask my Lord's permission to go this very day.' "'That is right,' said Oswald, "'but be cautious and prudent in your inquiries. "'If you,' said Edmund, "'would bear me company, I should do better, "'she might think herself obliged to answer your questions, "'and being less interested in the event, "'you would be more discreet in your interrogations. "'That I will most readily,' said he. "'And I will ask my Lord's permission for us both.' "'This point is well-determined,' said Joseph. "'I am impatient for the result, "'and I believe my feet will carry me to meet you "'whether I consent or not.' "'I am as impatient as you,' said Oswald, "'but let us be silent as the grave, "'and let not a word or look "'indicate anything knowing or mysterious.' "'The daylight began to dawn on their conference "'and Edmund, observing it, "'begged his friends to withdraw in silence. "'They did so and left Edmund to his own recollections. "'His thoughts were too much employed "'for sleep to approach him. "'He threw himself upon the bed, "'and laid meditating how he should proceed. "'A thousand schemes offered themselves and were rejected, "'but he resolved in all events "'to leave Berenfitzoan's family "'the first opportunity that presented itself. "'He was summoned, as before, "'to attend my Lord at breakfast, "'during which he was silent, absent, and reserved. "'My Lord observed it and rallied him, "'enquiring how he had spent the night. "'In reflecting on my situation, my Lord, "'and in laying plans for my future conduct, "'Oswald took the hint and asked permission "'to visit Edmund's mother in his company "'and acquaint her with his intentions "'of leaving the country soon. "'He consented freely, "'but seemed unresolved about Edmund's departure. "'They set out directly, "'and Edmund went hastily to old Twyford's cottage, "'declaring that every field seemed a mile to him. "'Restrain your warmth, my son,' said Oswald. "'Compose your mind and recover your breath "'before you enter upon a business of such consequence. "'Marjorie met them at the door "'and asked Edmund what wind blew him thither. "'Is it so very surprising,' said he, "'that I should visit my parents? "'Yes, it is,' said she, "'considering the treatment you have met with from us. "'But since Andrew is not in the house, "'I may say I am glad to see you. "'Lord bless you with a fine youth you be grown. "'Tis a long time since I saw you, "'but that is not my fault. "'Many a cross word and many a blow "'have I had on your account, "'but I may now venture to embrace my dear child.' "'Edmund came forward and embraced her furtively. "'The starting tears on both sides evinced their affection. "'And why,' said he, "'should my father forbid you to embrace your child? "'What have I ever done to deserve his hatred?' "'Nothing, my dear boy. "'You were always good and tender-hearted "'and deserved the love of everybody.' "'It is not common,' said Edmund, "'for apparent to hate his firstborn son "'without his having deserved it.' "'That is true,' said Oswald. "'It is uncommon. "'It is unnatural. "'Nay, I am of the opinion "'that it is almost impossible. "'I am so convinced of this truth "'that I believe the man who thus hates "'and abuses Edmund cannot be his father. "'In saying this, he observed her countenance attentively. "'She changed color, apparently. "'Come,' he said, "'let us sit down and do you, Marjorie, "'answer to what I have said.' "'Blessed virgin,' said Marjorie, "'what does your reverence mean? "'What do you suspect?' "'I suspect,' said he, "'that Edmund is not the son of Andrew, your husband. "'Lord bless me,' said she, "'what is it you do suspect? "'Do not evade my question, woman. "'I am come here by authority "'to examine you upon this point.' "'The woman trembled every joint. "'Wood to heaven,' she said, that Andrew was at home. "'It is much better as it is,' said Oswald. "'You are the person we are to examine.' "'Oh, father,' said she, "'do you think that I, that I, "'that I am to blame in this matter? "'What have I done?' "'Do you, sir,' said he, "'ask your own questions. "'Upon this, Edmund threw himself at her feet "'and embraced her knees. "'Oh, my mother,' said he, "'for as such my heart owns you, "'tell me for the love of heaven, "'tell me who was my father.' "'Gracious heaven,' said she, "'what will become of me?' "'Woman,' said Oswald, "'confess the truth, "'or you shall be compelled to do it. "'By whom had you this youth?' "'Who, I?' said she, "'I had him? "'No, father, I am not guilty "'of the black crime of adultery. "'God, he knows my innocence. "'I am not worthy to be the mother "'of such a sweet youth as this is. "'You are not his mother, then, "'nor Andrew his father?' "'Oh, what shall I do?' said Marjorie. "'Andrew will be the death of me.' "'No, he shall not,' said Edmund. "'You shall be protected "'and rewarded for the discovery.' "'Goodie,' said Oswald, "'confess the whole truth "'and I will protect you from harm and from blame. "'You may be the means "'of making Edmund's fortune, "'in which case he will certainly provide for you. "'On the other hand, by an obstinate silence, "'you will deprive yourself of all advantages "'you might receive from the discovery. "'And besides, you will soon be examined "'in a different manner "'and must be obliged to confess all you know "'and nobody will thank you for it.' "'Ah,' said she, "'but Andrew beat me the last time I spoke to Edmund "'and told me he would break every bone in my skin "'if I ever spoke to him again.' "'He knows it, then,' said Oswald. "'He knows it. "'Lord, help you, it was all his own doing.' "'Tell us, then,' said Oswald. "'For Andrew shall never know it "'till it is out of his power to punish you.' "'Tis a long story,' said she, "'and cannot be told in a few words. "'It will never be told at this rate,' said he. "'Sit down and begin it instantly.' "'My fate depends on your words,' said Edmund. "'My soul is impatient of the suspense. "'If ever you loved me and cherished me, "'show it now and tell me while I have breath to ask.' "'He sat in extreme agitation of mind. "'His words and actions were equally expressive "'of his inward emotions.' "'I will,' said she, "'but I must try to recollect all the circumstances. "'You must know, young man, "'that you are just one and twenty years of age.' "'On what day was he born?' said Oswald. "'The day before yesterday,' said she, "'the 21st of September.' "'A remarkable era,' said he. "'Tis so indeed,' said Edmund. "'Oh, that night, that apartment. "'Be silent,' said Oswald. "'And do you, Marjorie, begin your story.' "'I will,' said she. "'Just one and twenty years ago, on that very day, "'I lost my first-born son. "'I got a hurt by overreaching myself "'when I was near my time, "'and so the poor child died. "'And so, as I was sitting all alone in very melancholy, "'Ander came home from work. "'See, Marjorie,' said he, "'I have brought you a child instead of that you have lost. "'So he gave me a little bundle, as I thought, "'but sure enough it was a child, "'a poor helpless babe just born, "'and only rolled up in a fine handkerchief, "'and over that a rich velvet cloak "'trimmed with gold lace. "'And where did you find this?' says I. "'Upon the footbridge,' says he, "'just below the clay field. "'This child,' said he, "'belongs to some great folk, "'and perhaps it may be inquired after one day, "'and may make our fortunes, take care of it,' said he, "'and bring it up as if it was your own. "'The poor infant was cold, and it cried, "'and looked up at me so pitifully that I loved it. "'Beside, my milk was troublesome to me, "'and I was glad to be eased of it, "'so I gave it the breast, "'and from that hour I loved the child "'as if it were my own, "'and so I do still if I dared to own it.' "'And this is all you know of Edmund's birth,' said Oswald. "'No, not all,' said Marjorie, "'but pray look and see whether Andrew is coming, "'for I am all over in a Twitter. "'He is not, said Oswald. "'Go on, I beseech you.'" End of Part Four, recording by Marianne Spiegel.