“I wish heartily,” said Wyatt, “it was in my power to entertain your honour as you ought to be; but, as I cannot do so, I will, when my son returns, acquaint you with the errand 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.

The Old English Baron — Part 7

“Not more than good speed,” quoth the son.

The Old English Baron — Part 7

“Shall I tell all that passed?” said John.

The Old English Baron — Part 7

“All,” said the father; “I don’t want to hide any thing.”

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 Lovel, 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 fain 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.”

“Master Edmund ordered me some beer, and went to acquaint my Lord of the message; he stayed a while, and then came back to me.--‘John,’ said he, ‘tell the noble stranger that the Baron Fitz-Owen greets him well, and desires him to rest assured, that though Lord Lovel 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 this mark of old Wyatt’s respect.