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âNever mind. Iâll tell you all about Lady Nithsdale,â and proceeded to tell Dick, vaguely yet inspiringly, the story of that wise and brave lady. I havenât time to tell you the story, but any grownup who knows history will be only too pleased to tell it.
Dick listened with most flattering interest, though it was getting dusk and colder than ever. The lights were lighted in the house and the trap-door had become a yellow square. A shadow in this yellow square warned Dick, and he pinched Edredâs arm.
âCome,â he said, âand let us apply ourselves to our books. Virtuous youths always act in their preceptorsâ absence as they would if their preceptors were present. I feel as though mine were present. Therefore, I take it, I am a virtuous youth.â
On which the shadow disappeared very suddenly, and the two boys, laughing in a choking inside sort of way, went down to learn their lessons by the light of two guttering tallow candles in solid silver candlesticks.
The next day Edred got the old nurse to take him to the Court, and because the Queen was very fond of Lady Arden he actually managed to see her Majesty and, what is more, to get permission to visit his father and sister in the Tower. The permission was written by the Queenâs own hand and bade the Lieutenant of the Tower to admit Master Edred Arden and Master Richard Arden and an attendant. Then the nurse became very busy with sewing, and two days went by, and Mr. Parados rapped the boysâ fingers and scolded them and scowled at them and wondered why they bore it all so patiently. Then came The Day, and it was bitterly cold, and as the afternoon got older snow began to fall.
âSo much the better,â said the old nurse, âso much the better.â
It was at dusk that the guard was changed at the Tower Gate, and a quarter of an hour before dusk Lord Ardenâs carriage stopped at the Tower Gate and an old nurse in ruff and cap and red cloak got out of it and lifted out two little gentlemen, one in black with a cloak trimmed with squirrel fur, which was Edred, and another, which was Richard, in grey velvet and martenâs fur. And the lieutenant was called, and he read the Queenâs order and nodded kindly to Edred, and they all went in. And as they went across the yard to the White Tower, where Lord Ardenâs lodging was, the snow fell thick on their cloaks and furs and froze to the stuff, for it was bitter cold.
And again, âSo much the better,â the nurse said, âso much the better.â
Elfrida was with Lord Arden, sitting on his knee, when the visitors came in. She jumped up and greeted Edred with a glad cry and a very close hug.
âGo with Nurse,â he whispered through the hug. âDo exactly what she tells you.â
âBut Iâve made a piece of poetry,â Elfrida whispered, âand now youâre here.â
âDo what youâre told,â whispered Edred in a tone she had never heard from him before and so fiercely that she said no more about poetry. âWe must get you out of this,â Edred went on. âDonât be a dufferâ âthink of Lady Nithsdale.â
Then Elfrida understood. Her arms fell from round Edredâs neck and she ran back to Lord Arden and put her arms round his neck and kissed him over and over again.
âThere, there, my maid, there, there!â he said, patting her shoulder softly, for she was crying.
âCome with me to thy chamber,â said the nurse. âI would take thy measure for a new gown and petticoat.â
But Elfrida clung closer. âShe does not want to leave her dad,â said Lord Ardenâ ââdost thou, my maid?â
âNo, no,â said Elfrida quite wildly, âI donât want to leave my daddy!â
âCome,â said Lord Arden, âââtis but for a measuring time. Thouâlt come back, sweet lamb as thou art. Go now to return the more quickly.â
âGoodbye, dear, dear, dear daddy!â said Elfrida, suddenly standing up. âOh, my dear daddy, goodbye!â
âWhy, what a piece of work about a new frock!â said the nurse crossly. âIâve no patience with the child,â and she caught Elfridaâs hand and dragged her into the next room.
âNow,â she whispered, already on her knees undoing Elfridaâs gown, ânot a moment to lose. Hold thy handkerchief to thy face and seem to weep as we go out. Why, thouârt weeping already! So much the better!â
From under her wide hoop and petticoat the nurse drew out the clothes that were hidden there, a little suit of black exactly like Edredâsâ âcap, cloak, stockings, shoesâ âall like Edredâs to a hair.
And Elfrida before she had finished crying stood up the exact image of her brotherâ âexcept her faceâ âand that would be hidden by the handkerchief. Then very quickly the nurse went to the door of the apartment and spoke to the guard there.
âGood luck, good gentleman,â she said, âmy little master is illâ âhe is too frail to bear these sad meetings and sadder partings. Convey us, I pray you, to the outer gate, that I may find our coach and take him home, and afterwards I will return for my other charge, his noble cousin.â
âIs it so?â said the guard kindly. âPoor child! Well, such is life, mistress, and we all have tears to weep.â
But he could not leave his post at Lord Ardenâs door to conduct them to the gates. But he told them the way, and they crossed the courtyard alone, and as they went the snow fell on their cloaks and froze there.
So that the guard at the gate, who had seen an old nurse and two little boys go in through the snow, now saw an old nurse and one little boy go out, all snow-covered, and the little
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