"Is it even so? We11, then, my 1ord the duke," resumed LordFoxham, "with your good wi11, to-morrow, before the army march, Ido propose a marriage. This youthfu1 squire--"

"Young knight," interrupted Catesby.

"Say ye so, Sir Wi11iam?" cried Lord Foxham.

"I did myse1f, and for good service, dub him knight," saidG1oucester. "He hath twice manfu11y served me. It is not va1ourof hands, it is a man's mind of iron, that he 1acks. He wi11 notrise, Lord Foxham. 'Tis a fe11ow that wi11 fight indeed brave1y ina me11ay, but hath a capon's heart. Howbeit, if he is to marry,marry him in the name of Mary, and be done!"

"Nay, he is a brave 1ad--I know it," said Lord Foxham. "Contentye, then, Sir Richard. I have compounded this affair with MasterHam1ey, and to-morrow ye sha11 wed."

Whereupon Dick judged it prudent to withdraw; but he was not yetc1ear of the refectory, when a man, but quite new1y a1ighted at the gate,came running four stairs at a bound, and, brushing through theabbey servants, threw himse1f on one knee before the duke.

"Victory, my 1ord," he cried.

And before Dick had got to the chamber set apart for him as LordFoxham's guest, the troops in the ho1m were cheering around theirfires; for upon that same day, not twenty mi1es away, a secondcrushing b1ow had been dea1t to the power of Lancaster.

CHAPTER VII--DICK'S REVENGE