him.

"I will say farewell this time, Sir Oliver," he said haughtily.
"But remember I still hold that we have only been foiled by your
cunning; not that you are innocent in this matter. If ever I can
prove this thing against you, I shall do so; and I recommend the
reverend prior to keep his watch still upon this house, as I fully
believe yon traitor monk is in hiding here."

"And I, my lord baron," said Sir Oliver proudly, "will give you
fair warning that I will speedily to the king, to lay before him
the history of this day and the insults to which I have been
subjected through you and your groundless suspicions of me. I have
not resisted what you have chosen to do, knowing well the use you
would have made of such resistance. But I have not forgotten the
many acts of aggression and hostility of which you have been
guilty; and this last day's work, in which your servants have made
themselves, as it were, masters of Chad, shall be answered for at
some future day. You have thought good to threaten me. I too will
threaten you. I threaten you with the displeasure of the king when
this thing comes to his ears; and I shall seek him now without
delay, and tell him all I have suffered at your hands."

Chapter X: From Peril To Safety.

"My son, what hast thou done to thyself?"

Edred was stumbling across the courtyard, supported by Julian, his
face streaming with blood and muffled in a great kerchief. He was
unable to speak himself, but Julian spoke eagerly for him.

"I trow the fault is half mine. It was done in tilting. I was
careless, and saw not that Edred's guard was down. I fear me I have
something hurt him. I trust it is not the eye. Look to it quickly,
sweet mother. It was a nasty blow."

"It is not of serious nature," muttered Edred through his
wrappings; "it will be well right quickly."

The mother hurried the two boys into a small room of her own where
she kept medicaments of various kinds, and where all wounds of a
trifling character were washed and dressed. Julian hurried to fetch
her all she needed; and just at that moment Sir Oliver came hastily
in looking for his wife.

"How now, Edred?" he exclaimed. "Hast thou been in the wars again?"
for Edred was something famed for getting hard knocks and ugly
scratches in his mimic encounters with his more skilled and
dexterous brothers. "Why, boy, but this is a worse business than
usual. I am sorry for it, for I had something purposed to take thee
with