Margaret bent her head forward and covered her face with her hands, but made no reply. In vain the monk reiterated his request. In vain he exhorted herin vain he assured her that no evil should befal her husband from whatever disclosure she might make. Margaret still hid her face and remained silent. Her silence discomposed the monk. He continued to gaze upon her with a troubled countenance. Anger for the cruelty that could premeditatedly deprive a mother of her offspring, and alarm for the consequences that might result to Holgrave, could have been read in his contracted brow and anxious glance. His sister's unwillingness to speak confirmed his suspicions, and he felt as fully convinced that the child that lay before him was the baron's son as if he himself had witnessed the theft.
ONE:"What motive have I to plot against Holgrave?" asked Calverley."By the green wax! steward, one would think the man was your property, you seem so anxiousbut now tell me has any thing been ever heard of him?"
Boorman went out, grumbling at "th' ?ald feller's cussedness," and Reuben sat on without moving.None of them saw or heard Reuben's entrance, and at that moment they all burst into a hymn:
