"
"Ah! the accursed traitor!" exclaimed Sir Giles, with an explosion of
rage. "Would he had to go through it again! If I catch him, he
shall--and I am sure to lay hands upon him soon. But to our present
prisoner. You will treat him in all respects as his father was treated,
Master Joachim--but no one must come nigh him."
"No one shall approach him save with an order from the Council, Sir
Giles," replied the other.
"Not even then," said the extortioner decisively. "My orders alone must
be attended to!"
"Hum!" ejaculated the deputy-warden, somewhat perplexed. "Well, I will
follow out your instructions as strictly as I can, Sir Giles. I suppose
you have nothing more to say to the prisoner, and Grimbald may as well
lock him up."
And, receiving a nod of assent from the other, he called to the jailer
to finish his task.
But Sir Jocelyn resolutely refused to enter the cell, and demanded a
room in one of the upper wards.
"You shall have no other chamber than this," said Sir Giles, in a
peremptory tone.
"I did not address myself to you, Sir, but to the deputy-warden,"
rejoined Sir Jocelyn. "Master Joachim Tunstall, you well know I am not
sentenced by the Star-Chamber, or any other court, to confinement within
this cell. I will not enter it; and I order you, at your peril, to
provide me with a better chamber. This is wholly unfit for occupation."
"Do not argue the point, Grimbald, but force him into the cell," roared
the extortioner.
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