CHAPTER XIX.

DRESDEN.

It was some ten minutes before the men-at-arms rallied sufficiently from

their surprise to obey orders. Two bodies were then drawn up, and

proceeded at a rapid pace toward the staircases leading to the wall, one

on each side of the turret in which they believed that the little body

of audacious assailants were still lying. Having reached the wall, the

soldiers advanced, covering themselves with their shields, for they had

learned the force with which an English clothyard shaft drawn by a

strong hand flies. Many had been killed by these missiles passing

through and through the cuirass and backpiece. No reply being obtained

to the summons to surrender, they proceeded to break in with their

battle-axes the door of the little turret. Rushing in with ax and pike,

they were astonished to find the place empty. A glance over the wall

showed the rope still hanging, and the manner of the escape became

manifest. The fugitives were already out of sight, and the knights,

furious at the escape of the men who had bearded them in the heart of

the city with such audacity, and had slain the lord baron and several of

his knights, gave orders that an instant pursuit should be organized. It

was, however, a full half hour before the city gates were thrown open,

and a strong troop of knights and mounted men issued out.

Cuthbert had been certain that an instant pursuit would be set on foot,

and the moment that he was out of sight of the battlements he changed

the direction in which he had started, and turning at right angles,

swept round the city, still keeping at a distance, until he reached the

side next the mountains, and then plunged into the woods on the lower

slopes of the hills.

"They will," he said, as they halted breathless from their run, "follow

the road toward the south, and scour the country for awhile before it

occurs to their thick German skulls that we have doubled back on our

tracks. Why, what is it, Cnut?"

This exclamation was provoked by the forester throwing himself on his

knees before Sir Cuthbert, and imploring his pardon for the dire strait

into which his imprudence had drawn him.

"It was a dire strait, certainly, Cnut. But if you got me into it, at

least you have extricated me; and never say more about it, for I myself

was near committing the imprudence to which you gave way, and I can well

understand that your English blood boiled at the sight of the outrage to

the flag of England. Now, let us waste no time in talk, but, keeping to

the foot of this mountain, make along as far as we can to the west. We

must cling to the hills for many days' march before we venture again to

try to cross the plains. If possible, we will keep on this way until we

reach the confines of the country of the Swiss, who will assuredly give

us hospitality, and who will care little for any threats of these German

barons, should they hear that we have reached their asylum."

By nightfall they had already traveled many leagues, and making a fire

in the wood, Cuthbert asked Cnut for an account of what had taken place

on the previous day.

"We ran for life, Sir Cuthbert, and had not noticed that you had been

drawn into the fray. Had we done so, we would have remained, and sold

our lives with yours; but hoping that you had passed unnoticed in the

crowd, and that you would find some means to rejoin us we kept upon our

way. After running down three streets we passed a place where a

courtyard with stables ranged round it was open. There were none about,

and we entered, and taking refuge in a loft hid ourselves beneath some

provender. There we remained all night, and then borrowing some apparel

which some of the stablemen had hung upon the walls, we issued into the

town. As we neared the great square we saw some men employed in erecting

a platform in the midst, and a suspicion that all might not be right,

and that you might have fallen into the hands of these German dogs,

beset our minds. After much consultation we determined to see what the

affair meant, and making our way on to the walls which, indeed, were

entirely deserted, we took refuge in that turret where you saw us.

Seeing the crowd gather, and being still more convinced that some

misfortune was about to occur, I again went back to the stables, where I

had noticed a long rope used by the carters for fastening their loads to

the wagons. With this I returned, for it was clear that if we had to

mingle in this business it would be necessary to have a mode of escape.

Of the rest you are aware. We saw the knights coming out of the castle,

with that portly baron, their lord, at their head. We saw the block and

the headsman upon the platform, and were scarcely surprised when you

were led out, a prisoner, from the gates. We judged that what did happen

would ensue. Seeing that the confusion wrought by a sudden attack from

men perched up aloft as we were, commanding the courtyard, and being

each of us able to hit a silver mark at the distance of one hundred

yards, would be great indeed, we judged that you might be able to slip

away unobserved, and were sure that your quick wit would seize any

opportunity which might offer. Had you not been able to join us, we

should have remained in the turret and sold our lives to the last, as,

putting aside the question that we could never return to our homes,

having let our dear lord die here, we should not, in our ignorance of

the language and customs of the country, have ever been able to make our

way across it. We knew, however, that before this turret was carried we

could show these Germans how five Englishmen, when brought to bay, can

sell their lives."

They had not much difficulty in obtaining food in the forest, for game

abounded, and they could kill as many deer as seemed fit to them. As

Cnut said, it was difficult to believe that they were not back again in

the forest near Evesham, so similar was their life to that which they

had led three years before. To Cnut and the archers, indeed, it was a

pleasanter time than any which they had passed since they had left the

shores of England, and they blithely marched along, fearing little any

pursuit which might be set on foot, and, indeed, hearing nothing of

their enemies. After six days' travel they came upon a rude village, and

here Cuthbert learned from the people--with much difficulty, however,

and pantomime, for neither could understand a word spoken by the

other--that they were now in one of the Swiss cantons, and therefore

secure from all pursuit by the Germans. Without much difficulty Cuthbert

engaged one of the young men of the village to act as their guide to

Basle, and here, after four days' traveling, they arrived safely. Asking

for the residence of the burgomaster, Cuthbert at once proceeded

thither, and stated that he was an English knight on the return from the

Crusades; that he had been foully entreated by the Lord of Fussen, who

had been killed in a fray by his followers; and that he besought

hospitality and refuge from the authorities of Basle.

"We care little," the burgomaster said, "what quarrel you may have had

with your neighbors. All who come hither are free to come and go as they

list, and you, as a knight on the return from the Holy Land, have a

claim beyond that of an ordinary traveler."

The burgomaster was himself able to speak French, and summoning several

of the councilors of the town, he requested Cuthbert to give a narrative

of his adventures; which he did. The councilors agreed with the

burgomaster that Cuthbert must be received hospitably; but the latter

saw that there was among many of them considerable doubt as to the

expediency of quarreling with a powerful neighbor. He therefore said to

the burgomaster:

"I have no intention, honorable sir, of taking up any prolonged

residence here. I only ask to be furnished with a charger and arms, and

in payment of these I will leave this gold chain, the gift of King

Richard himself, as a gage, and will on my return to my country forward

to you the value of the arms and horse, trusting that you will return

the chain to me."

The burgomaster, however, said that the city of Basle was not so poor

that it need take the gage of an honorable knight, but that the arms and

charger he required should be given him in a few hours, and that he

might pay the value in London to a Jew merchant there who had relations

with one at Basle. Full instructions were given to him, and he resolved

to travel down upon the left bank of the Rhine, until he reached

Lorraine, and thence to cross into Saxony. The same afternoon the

promised horse and arms were provided, and Cuthbert, delighted again to

be in harness, and thanking courteously the burgomaster and council for

their kindness, started with his followers on his journey north. These

latter had been provided with doublets and other garments suitable to

the retinue of a knight, and made a better show than they had done since

they first left England.

Leaving Basle, they traveled along the left side of the Rhine by easy

stages. The country was much disturbed, owing to the return and

disbandment of so many of the troops employed in the Crusades. These,

their occupation being gone, scattered over the country, and France and

Germany alike were harassed by bands of military robbers. The wild

country between the borders of Switzerland and Lorraine was specially

vexed, as the mountains of the Vosges afforded shelter, into which the

freebooters could not be followed by the troops of the duke.

Upon the evening of the third day they reached a small inn standing in a

lonely position near the foot of the mountains.

"I like not the look of this place," Cuthbert said; "but as we hear that

there is no other within a distance of another ten miles, we must e'en

make the best of it."

The host received them with extreme and even fawning civility, which by

no means raised him in the estimation of Cuthbert or Cnut. A rough meal

was taken, and they then ascended to the rude accommodation which had

been provided. It was one large room barely furnished. Upon one side

straw was thickly littered down--for in those days beds among the common

people were unknown. In a sort of alcove at the end was a couch with a

rough mattress and coverlet. This Cuthbert took possession of, while his

followers stretched themselves upon the straw.

"Methinks," Cnut said, "that it were well that one should keep watch at

the door. I like not the look of our host, and we are near the spot

where the bands of the robbers are said to be busy."

Toward morning the archer on guard reported that he could hear the sound

of many approaching footsteps. All at once sprang to their feet, and

betook themselves to their arms. Looking from the window they saw a

large party of rough men, whose appearance at once betokened that they

were disbanded soldiers--a title almost synonymous in those days with

that of robber. With the united strength of the party the truckle bed

was carried from the alcove and placed against the door. Cuthbert then

threw open the window, and asked in French what they wanted. One of the

party, who appeared to be the leader, said that the party had better

surrender immediately. He promised them good treatment, and said that

the knight would be put to ransom, should it be found that the valuables

upon his person were not sufficient to pay the worshipful company

present for the trouble which they had taken in waiting upon him. This

sally was received with shouts of laughter. Cuthbert replied quietly

that he had no valuables upon his person; that if they took him there

were none would pay as much as a silver mark for the ransom of them all;

and that the only things that they had to give were sharp arrows and

heavy blows.

"You talk bravely, young sir," the man said. "But you have to do with

men versed in fight, and caring but little either for knocks or for

arrows. We have gone through the Crusades, and are therefore held to be

absolved from all sin, even that so great as would be incurred in the

cutting of your knightly throat."

"But we have gone through the Crusades also," Cuthbert said, "and our

persons are sacred. The sin of slitting our weazands, which you speak

of, would therefore be so great that even the absolution on which you

rely would barely extend to it."

"We know most of those who have served in the Holy Land," the man said

more respectfully than he had yet spoken, "and would fain know with whom

we speak."

"I am an Englishman, and a follower of King Richard," Cuthbert said,

"and am known as Sir Cuthbert of Evesham. As I was the youngest among

the knights who fought for the holy sepulcher, it may be that my

appearance is known to you?"

"Ah," the other said, "you are he whom they called the Boy Knight, and

who was often in the thick of the fray, near to Richard himself. How

comes it, Sir Cuthbert, that you are here?"

"The fleet was scattered on its return," Cuthbert replied, "and I landed

with my followers, well-nigh penniless, at Zara, and have since made my

way across the Tyrol. I have, then, as you may well suppose, neither

silver nor gold about my person; and assuredly neither Philip of France

nor John of Austria would give a noble for my ransom; and it would be

long, methinks, to wait ere John of England would care to ransom one of

King Richard's followers."

The brigands spoke for awhile among themselves, and then the leader

said:

"You speak frankly and fairly, Sir Knight, and as you have proved

yourself indeed a doughty giver of hard blows, and as I doubt not that

the archers with you can shoot as straight and as fast as the rest of

the Saxon breed, we will e'en let you go on your way, for your position

is but little better than ours, and dog should not rob dog."

"Thanks, good fellow," Cuthbert said. "We trust that in any case we

might have made a strong defense against you; but it would be hard if

those who have fought together in the Holy Land should slay each other

in this lonely corner of Lorraine."

"Are you seeking adventures or employment, Sir Knight? For if so,

myself and comrades here would gladly take service with you; and it may

be that with a clump of spears you might obtain engagement, either under

the Duke of Lorraine or he of Cleves."

"Thanks for your offer," Cuthbert replied; "but at present my face is

turned toward England. King Richard needs all his friends; and there is

so little chance of sack or spoil, even should we have--which God

forfend--civil war, that I fear I could ill reward the services which

you offer me."

The leader and his men shouted an adieu to Cuthbert and departed for the

mountains, leaving the latter well pleased with his escape from a fight

of which the result was doubtful.

Journeying on without further adventure, they came to Nancy, and were

there kindly received by the duke, who was not at that time upon good

terms with Philip of France, and was therefore well disposed toward the

English. Cuthbert inquired from him whether any news had been heard of

King Richard? but received as a reply that the duke had heard nothing of

him since he sailed from Palestine.

"This is strange," Cuthbert said, "for I myself have journeyed but

slowly, and have met with many delays. King Richard should long ere this

have reached Saxony; and I fear much that some foul treatment has

befallen him. On our way we found how bitter was the feeling among those

related to Conrad of Montferat against him; and the Archduke John is

still smarting from the blow which King Richard struck him at Ascalon.

But surely they would not be so unknightly as to hinder so great a

champion of Christendom as King Richard on his homeward way?"

"The Archduke John is crafty and treacherous," the duke said; "and the

emperor himself would, I think, be not sorry to lay hand upon the King

of England, were it only to do pleasure to Philip of France. Assuredly,

however the anger and indignation of all Christendom will be aroused

should the king's passage be interrupted, for it were indeed a gross

breach of hospitality to seize upon a man who has the double claim of

being a champion of Christendom and a shipwrecked man. However, it is

early yet to be uneasy, and it may be that in a few days we may have

news of the arrival of the king in Saxony. He may have encountered

difficulties similar to those which you yourself have met with. The

country is everywhere disturbed, and it is not only in my forests that

bands of outlawed men are to be met with. At present there is peace in

Europe. It may last indeed but a short time. But so long as it

continues, so long must the mountains and woods be full of desperate

men. Were war declared between any two princes these would flock to the

banners of him who would pay them highest, and a war which could end in

the entire destruction of the armies of both combatants would be a

blessing to Europe."

After entertaining Cuthbert courteously for three days, the Duke of

Lorraine bade him adieu, and gave him an escort of men-at-arms to the

borders of the Rhine, where he would find the way open to the domains of

the Duke of Saxony. Without adventure Cuthbert and his followers arrived

at Dresden, and he immediately presented himself at the castle of the

duke. The instant that he sent in his name as Sir Cuthbert of Evesham, a

knight of King Richard, he was conducted to the presence of the duke and

of his wife, the sister of King Richard.

"Are you bearer of news of my brother Richard?" the duke said, advancing

a step to meet the young knight as he entered the hall.

"Alas! my lord duke, I am not," Cuthbert said; "but had hoped to gain

tidings from you."

"From me?" the duke said in surprise. "What should lead you to believe

that I have any news of King Richard later than that which others have

received? The last I heard of him was upon the day of his departure from

the Holy Land, before the storm arose which scattered his fleet, and I

am ignorant whether he has foundered at sea, or whether, as some

suppose, his vessel may have been taken captive by the Moors."

"I bear you later tidings," Cuthbert said, "than those you have

received. I was on board the ship with King Richard. We were wrecked

upon the Island of Corfu and there hiring a small ship, we proceeded to

Zara. King Richard determined to make his way across the Tyrol to this

place; but he thought that it would attract attention to him were he

accompanied by so large a party. Therefore he, with Sir Baldwin of

Béthune, and a few followers, started north, while I with my men kept

west through the north of Italy, and then crossed by the pass over

Trent."

"How long is it since you left my brother?" the duchess asked anxiously.

"It is now over a month since I bade him adieu," Cuthbert answered.

"Then he should have been heard of long since," the duchess said. "What

fate can have befallen him?"

"Judging from my own experience," Cuthbert said, "I fear that he may

have come to harm at the hands of the friends of Conrad of Montferat,

who falsely allege that the death of their kinsman was caused by King

Richard. The Archduke John, too, owes him no good-will; and even the

emperor is evilly disposed toward him. The king traveled under an

assumed name; but it might well be that he would be recognized upon the

way. His face was known to all who fought in the East; and his lordly

manner and majestic stature could ill be concealed beneath a merchant's

garb. Still, lady, as I have been so long in making my way across, it

may be that King Richard has been similarly delayed without danger

befalling him, and it could hardly be that so important a man as the

King of England would be detained, or come to any misfortune, without

the news being bruited abroad."

In spite of Cuthbert's reassuring words, the duke and duchess were

greatly alarmed at the news of King Richard's disappearance, although

indeed consoled to find that their previous fears, that he had been

drowned in the storm or captured by the Moorish corsairs, were

unfounded.

They now requested from Cuthbert the story of what had befallen him

since he left the king; and this he related at some length. The duke was

greatly interested, and begged Cuthbert at least to remain at his court

until some news might arrive of King Richard.

For a month Cuthbert tarried at the castle of the Duke of Saxony, where

he was nobly entertained, and treated as a guest of much honor. Cnut and

the archers were delighted at the treatment they received, for never in

their lives had they been so royally entertained. Their Saxon tongue was

nigh enough akin to the language spoken here to be understood; and their

tales of adventure in the Holy Land rendered them as popular among the

retainers of the duke as their master became with the duke and duchess.

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