"One word--one look!" she
added to her husband.
But he neither spoke to her, nor regarded her.
"I am ready to accompany you now, mother," said the poor lady faintly.
"Nerve yourself, weak-hearted girl," said Lady Lake, in a low tone.
"Revenge is ours."
"If I could only strike her without injuring him, I should not heed,"
thought Lady Roos. "But where he suffers, I must also suffer, and yet
more acutely."
And scarcely able to support herself, she followed her mother to the
door of the ante-chamber, which was unlocked, and thrown open for them
by her husband. He did not bid her farewell!
As Lady Lake passed forth, she paused for a moment, and said--
"To-morrow, my Lord, we will ascertain whether the tress of hair we have
obtained from the fair visitant to your chamber, matches with that of
Gillian Greenford or with the raven locks of the Countess of Exeter."
And satisfied with the effect produced by this menace, she departed with
her daughter, before Lord Roos could utter a reply.
CHAPTER XXIV.
The Fountain Court.
On the morning after the eventful passage in his life, previously
related, our newly-created knight was standing, in a pensive attitude,
beside the beautiful fountain, adorned with two fair statues,
representing the Queen of Love and her son, heretofore described as
placed in the centre of the great quadrangle of the Palace of Theobalds.
Sir Jocelyn was listening to the plashing of the sparkling jets of
water, as they rose into the air, and fell back into the broad marble
basin, and appeared to be soothed by the pleasant sound.
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