‘For the present I trust not,’ said the young warrior, who they now observed was slightly wounded; ’but I pray you, of your nobleness, let the woods here be searched; for we were assaulted by four of these base assassins, and I see three only on the sward.’

The attendants now brought forwaid the person whom they had rescued from the dogs, and Henry, with disgust, shame, and astonishment, recognised his kinsman, Gaston Saint Clere.  This discovery he communicated in a whisper to Lord Boteler, who commanded the prisoner to be conveyed to Queenhoo-Hall, and closely guarded; meanwhile he anxiously inquired of young Saint Clere about his wound.

‘A scratch, a trifle!’ cried Henry.  ’I am in less haste to bind it than to introduce to you one without whose aid that of the leech would have come too late.  Where is he? where is my brave deliverer?’

‘Here, most noble lord,’ said Gregory, sliding from his palfrey and stepping forward, ’ready to receive the guerdon which your bounty would heap on him.’

‘Truly, friend Gregory,’ answered the young warrior,’thou shalt not be forgotten, for thou didst run speedily, and roar manfully for aid, without which, I think verily, we had not received it.  But the brave forester, who came to my rescue when these three ruffians had nigh overpowered me, where is he?’

Every one looked around, but though all had seen him on entering the thicket, he was not now to be found.  They could only conjecture that he had retired during the confusion occasioned by the detention of Gaston.

‘Seek not for him,’ said the Lady Emma, who had now in some degree recovered her composure, ’he will not be found of mortal, unless at his own season.’

The Baron, convinced from this answer that her terror had for the time somewhat disturbed her reason, forbore to question her; and Matilda and Eleanor, to whom a message had been despatched with the result of this strange adventure, arriving, they took the Lady Emma between them, and all in a body returned to the castle.

The distance was, however, considerable, and before reaching it they had another alarm.  The prickers, who rode foremost in the troop, halted and announced to the Lord Boteler, that they perceived advancing towards them a body of armed men.  The followers of the Baron were numerous, but they were arrayed for the chase, not for battle, and it was with great pleasure that he discerned, on the pennon of the advancing body of men-at-arms, instead of the cognisance of Gaston, as he had some reason to expect, the friendly bearings of Fitzosborne of Diggswell, the same young lord who was present at the May-games with Fitzallen of Harden.  The knight himself advanced, sheathed in armour, and, without raising his visor, informed Lord Boteler that, having heard of a base attempt made upon a part of his train by ruffianly assassins, he had mounted and armed a small party of his retainers to escort them to Queenhoo-Hall.  Having received and accepted an invitation to attend them thither, they prosecuted their journey in confidence and security, and arrived safe at home without any further accident.