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mother dear, what means that sound Upon the lattice nigh?' ''Tis but the cold, cold arrowy sleet, That hurtles in the sky.' "The blast was still--a pause more dread Ne'er terror felt--when, lo! An armed footstep on the stair Clanked heavily and slow. "Up flew the latch and tirling-pin, Wide swung the grated door, Then came a solemn stately tread Upon the quaking floor! "A shudder through the building ran, A chill and icy blast; A moan, as though in agony Some viewless spirit passed! "'O mother dear, my heart is froze, My limbs are stark and cold.' Her mother spake not, for again That turret bell hath tolled. "Three days passed by. At eventide There came an aged man, He bent him low before the dame, His wrinkled cheek was wan. "'Now, speak, thou evil messenger, Thy tidings show to me.' That aged man, nor look vouchsafed, Nor ever a word spake he. "'What bringest thou?' the lady said, 'I charge thee by the rood.' He drew a signet from his hand, 'Twas speckled o'er with blood. "'Thy husband's grave is wide and deep. In St Alban's priory His body lies, but on his soul Christ Jesus have mercy!'"[28] Scarcely had the last solemn supplication been uttered, when the latch of the chamber was raised. The door flew open, and the outlaw, in his dark grey cap and cloak, stood before them. Constance was too much alarmed to utter a word. She clung to her companion with the agony of one grasping at the most fragile support for life and safety. "Nay, maiden, I would not harm thee," said the intruder, in a voice so musical and sad, that it seemed to drop into the listener's ear like a gush of harmony, or a sweet and melancholy chime wakening up the heart's most endeared and hallowed associations. His features were nobly formed. His eye, large and bright, of the purest grey; the lashes, like a cloud, covering and tempering their lustre. A touch of sadness rested on his lips. They seemed to speak of suffering and endurance, as if the soul's deepest agony would not have cast a word across their barriers. Constance for a moment raised her eyes, but they were suddenly withdrawn, overflowing with some powerful emotion. He still gazed, but one proud effort broke the fixed intensity of his glance, and his tongue resumed its office. "M
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