CHAPTER XVIII. How Sir Jocelyn's cause was espoused by the 'prentices.

Stung almost to madness by the sense of intolerable wrong, our young

knight quitted Whitehall, never, as he imagined at the moment, to enter

the palace again. Yet he was not humiliated by his disgrace, because he

felt it to be wholly unmerited. His enemies had triumphed over him; but

he would not have heeded the defeat, provided he could efface the foul

stigma cast upon his reputation, and rebut the false charge brought

against him by De Gondomar.

With a heart overflowing with rage and bitterness, and with a thousand

wild projects passing through his brain, Sir Jocelyn took a boat at

Whitehall stairs, and ordered the watermen to row down the river,

without assigning any paticular place of landing. After awhile, he

succeeded, to a certain extent, in controlling his angry emotions; and

as the watermen rested on their oars for a moment, to inquire his

destination, he looked round, and perceiving he was just opposite the

Three Cranes in the Vintry, he desired to be put ashore there.

No better retreat wherein to recover his composure seemed to offer

itself than Madame Bonaventure's comfortable house of entertainment;

and thither, therefore, he proceeded, and at his request was shown into

a private room overlooking the river. Scarcely was he installed within

it, than the buxom hostess, who had caught sight of him as he mounted

the stairs, entered, and in her blandest accents, and with her most

bewitching smiles, begged to know his commands; declaring that all that

her house possessed was at his service.

She was running on thus, but perceiving the young knight to be much

disturbed, she instantly changed her tone, and expressed such genuine

concern for him, that he could not fail to be moved by it. Without

making her an entire confidante, Sir Jocelyn told her enough of what had

occurred to make her comprehend his position; and highly indignant she

was at the treatment he had experienced. She did her best to console

him; and so far succeeded, that he was prevailed upon to partake of some

delicacies which she caused Cyprien to set before him, together with a

flask of the best vintage in her cellar; and the discussion of these

good things, coupled with the hostess's assiduities, certainly operated

as a balm upon his wounded feelings.

The repast over, the good-natured dame thought it best to leave him to

himself; and drawing his chair to the open window, he began to ruminate

upon the many strange events that had happened to him since he first

beheld that fair prospect almost from the same place; and he was

indulging in this retrospect, when his own name, pronounced in tones

familiar to him, caught his ear, and looking forth, he perceived Dick

Taverner, seated on a bench in front of the house, drinking in company

with some half dozen other apprentices, his boon companions.

The conversation of these roysterers was held in so loud a key that it

could not fail to reach his ears; and he soon ascertained that his own

dismissal from court was the theme of their discourse, and that they

rightly attributed it--doubtless owing to information derived from their

hostess--to the instrumentality of De Gondomar. It was evidently Dick

Taverner's design to rouse the indignation of his companions; and he had

little difficulty in accomplishing his purpose, as they were all

composed of very inflammable material, and prone to take fire on the

slightest application of the match. Dick denounced the plotting and

perfidious Spaniard as a traitor to the King and a subverter of the

Protestant faith; and counselled vengeance upon him.

Finding Dick's suggestions eagerly caught up by his companions, and that

the number of his listeners was momently increasing, while all were

becoming excited by what the orator uttered, Sir Jocelyn, apprehensive

that mischief might ensue, thought it right to interfere, and

accordingly, leaning forward from the casement, he made himself known

to the group below.

On seeing him, and learning who he was, the 'prentices began to shout

and declaim vehemently against the Spanish ambassador; and instigated by

Dick Taverner, who refused to listen either to the entreaties or

commands of the young knight, the whole party seized their cudgels, and

dispersing themselves in different directions, vociferated as they

went--"Clubs! clubs!"

It was now as vain to arrest them as it would have been to stop the

course of a conflagration; and Sir Jocelyn was deploring the damage

which must necessarily be done to his cause by these injudicious

friends, when Dick Taverner, with a look of exultation, and brandishing

his cudgel, burst into the room, crying--"We have heard all from Madame

Bonaventure. We have heard of De Gondomar's perfidy, and his Majesty's

injustice. We will set you right. The bold London 'prentices have taken

your cause in hand, and will avenge you. They will hang the treacherous

Spaniard, and burn his house."

"Hark ye, my good friend, Dick Taverner," said Sir Jocelyn, "this must

not be. Because I have been unjustly treated, and may perchance find it

difficult, if not impossible, to obtain redress, it does not follow that

you and your fellow 'prentices are to violate the law. These riotous

proceedings will prejudice my cause rather than aid it; and if you have

any regard for me you will use your influence with your comrades to

check them ere mischief ensue."

"Impossible!" exclaimed Dick. "The matter has gone too far to be stopped

now. You might as well attempt to turn back a mill-dam that has burst

its bounds, as the headstrong London 'prentices when they have taken up

their cudgels. Go through with the business they will. This is not the

only quarrel we have with De Gondomar. We hate him for his insolence and

arrogance, which have been often displayed towards us; We hate him

because he is the sworn enemy of our religion, and would subvert it if

he could. As regards myself, I have my own particular reasons for hating

him. Do not you meddle with the affair, but leave its arrangement to

us."

"But I _must_ interfere," cried Sir Jocelyn; "if you act thus, in spite

of all my remonstrances. I must regard you in the light of enemies

rather than friends, and shall lend my help to quell the disturbance you

will occasion. Be ruled by me, good Dickon, and desist from it. Call in

your comrades, who are raging about like savage dogs broken loose."

"If they be dogs," rejoined Dick, with a laugh, "the Spanish ambassador

is likely enough to become acquainted with their teeth. But I might

whistle loudly enough to them before the staunch hounds would come back

to me; and, in good sooth, I have no inclination to obey your commands

in his instance, Sir Jocelyn."

So saying, and fearing he might be detained altogether if he waited

longer, he darted out of the room, and presently afterwards was heard

shouting along the wharf with the loudest of his riotous companions--"No

Papists! No Spanish spies! Clubs!--clubs!"

Sir Jocelyn saw that a storm was roused which it would be very difficult

to allay; but an effort must be made to do so, even if he were compelled

to act against his friends; and he was about to follow the apprentice

into the street, when he was prevented by the sudden entrance of a tall

personage, wrapped in a black cloak, and masked, whom he at once

recognised as the individual who had given him the token to De Gondomar.

"I am glad to have found you, Sir Jocelyn," said this personage. "I have

been on the look-out for you to give you a warning. Avoid any place you

have been in the habit of frequenting; and, above all, go not near

Aveline's dwelling. The officers of the Star-Chamber are on the watch

for you; and if found, your arrest is certain."

"I can place little reliance on aught you tell me, Sir," rejoined Sir

Jocelyn, "after the trick you played me in causing me to deliver that

ring to the Conde de Gondomar. Nothing you can say shall hinder me from

going forth as I am accustomed to do; and it is my purpose to proceed

ere long to the dwelling you specially caution me to avoid."

"You will repent your rashness, young Sir," said the other; "but I pray

you not to go forth till you have heard certain disclosures which I have

to make to you, and which I am well assured will induce you to alter

your opinion of me."

"I can put no faith in the statements of a hireling, base enough to play

the spy for an enemy of his country," rejoined Sir Jocelyn, scornfully.

"Stand aside, Sir. Your employer, De Gondomar, is in danger from these

hot-headed apprentices; and if you owe him any gratitude for past

favours, you may find occasion for its display now."

"What! are you about to take part with your enemy and against your

friends? These apprentices are about to redress your wrongs--in a

lawless manner it is true--but the circumstances justify their conduct."

"No circumstances can justify outrage, and violation of the law," said

Sir Jocelyn; "and if injury be attempted against De Gondomar, I must

defend him."

"This is mere madness," cried the other. "Stay and hear what I have to

say to you. It imports you much to know it."

"Not now," replied Sir Jocelyn, pushing past him. "On some other

occasion."

"You are throwing life and liberty away, Sir Jocelyn, and to no

purpose," cried the other. "He heeds me not," he added, in a tone of

deep disappointment. "Imprudent that he is! he will thwart all the plans

I have formed for his benefit, and at the very moment they have arrived

at maturity. I must follow and protect him."

And he too rushed down the stairs, and made all the haste he could

across the Vintry wharf after Sir Jocelyn, who was hurrying up a narrow

thoroughfare communicating with Thames Street.

Here a numerous body of 'prentices were already collected, holding a

consultation as to their plan of attack. After listening to a brief but

stirring harangue from Dick Taverner, who got upon a horse-block for the

purpose of addressing them, and recommended them to proceed to Ely

House, in Holborn, the residence of the offending Ambassador, and there

await his return from Whitehall; they approved of his proposal, and

unanimously electing Dick as their leader, set forth on their

expedition, gathering strength as they went along.

By the time they reached Blackfriars they numbered many hundreds. Little

or no interruption was offered them on their route; and the slight

hindrance they encountered from a detachment of the city-watch was

speedily overborne. Skirting Bridewell, they traversed Shoe Lane, and

ascending Holborn Hill, found themselves in the vicinity of Ely House,

where they came to a halt, and arranged their forces.

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