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The figure stepped forth and waved its hand like a dumb person. It was
arrayed like a pilgrim, the hood lowered over the face, but Dick, in an
instant, recognised Sir Daniel.
He strode up to him, drawing his sword; and the knight, putting his hand
in his bosom, as if to seize a hidden weapon, steadfastly awaited his
approach.
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Well, Dickon," said Sir Daniel, "how is it to be? Do ye make war upon
the fallen?"
"I made no war upon your life," replied the lad; "I was your true friend
until ye sought for mine; but ye have sought for it greedily."
"Nay--self-defence," replied the knight. "And now, boy, the news of this
battle, and the presence of yon crooked devil here in mine own wood, have
broken me beyond all help. I go to Holywood for sanctuary; thence
overseas, with what I can carry, and to begin life again in Burgundy or
France."
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Ye may not go to Holywood," said Dick.
How! May not?" asked the knight.
Look ye, Sir Daniel, this is my marriage morn," said Dick; "and yon sun
that is to rise will make the brightest day that ever shone for me. Your
life is forfeit--doubly forfeit, for my father's death and your own
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