It was a dark night, and the girl could not see the direction in which she was being taken; but she judged from the turn taken upon leaving the convent, that it was towards Evesham.  They had proceeded some miles, when a trampling of horses was heard, and a body of armed men rode up.  For a moment Lady Margaret’s heart gave a leap, for she thought that she had been rescued by her friends.  There was a loud and angry altercation, a clashing of swords, and a sound of shouting and cries outside the litter.  Then it was placed roughly on the ground, and she heard the sound of the footsteps of her first captors hurrying away.  Then the horsemen closed round the litter, and the leader dismounted.

“I am happy indeed, Lady Margaret,” he said approaching the litter, “to have been able to save you from the power of these villains.  Fortunately, word came to me that the outlaws in the forest were about to carry you off, and that they would not hesitate even to desecrate the walls of the convent.  Assembling my men-at-arms, I at once rode to your rescue, and am doubly happy to have saved you, first, as a gentleman, secondly, as being the man to whom our gracious prince has assigned you as a wife.  I am Sir Rudolph, Earl of Evesham.”

As from the first the girl had been convinced that she had fallen into the power of her lawless suitor, this came upon her as no surprise.

“Whether your story is true, Sir Rudolph,” she said, “or not, God knows, and I, a poor weak girl, will not pretend to venture to say.  It is between you and your conscience.  If, as you say, you have saved me from the power of the outlaws, I demand that, as a knight and a gentleman, you return with me at once to the convent from which I was taken by force.”

“I cannot do that,” Sir Rudolph said.  “Fortune has placed you in my hands, and has enabled me to carry out the commands of the prince.  Therefore, though I would fain yield to your wishes and so earn your goodwill, which above all things I wish to obtain, yet my duty towards the prince commands me to utilize the advantage which fate has thrown in my hands.”

“You must do as you will, Sir Rudolph,” the girl said with dignity.  “I believe not your tale.  You sought before, in person, to carry me off, but failed, and you have now employed other means to do so.  The tale of your conduct to Dame Editha has reached my ears, and I hold you a foresworn knight and a dishonoured man, and as such I would rather die than become your wife, although as yet I am but a child, and have no need to talk of weddings for years to come.”

“We need not parley here,” the knight said coldly.  “We shall have plenty of time when at my castle.”

The litter was now lifted, placed between two horses, and proceeded rapidly on its journey.  Although the hope was but faint, yet until the gates of the castle closed upon them the Lady Margaret still hoped that rescue might reach her.  But the secret had been too well kept, and it was not until the following day that the man who had been placed in a cottage near the convent arrived in all haste in the forest, to say that it was only in the morning that he had learnt that the convent had been broken open by men disguised as archers, and the Lady Margaret carried off.