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One to be watched, thought Louis. Men with high principles were dangerous.
Richard went away a little sorrowfully. He would never ride the horses nor use the plate for to do so would make him think sadly not of Louis, but of his brother.
Always he remembered with clarity the days of their childhood, those brief visits of Edward and how he had descended on them with his dazzling good looks, his laughter and his obvious affection for them. They had been the outstanding days in Richard's life; and when there was trouble and he with George and Margaret had been sent to lodge at the Pastons' house in London, Edward had come every day to see them and to remind them that the fortunes of the House of York though temporarily in decline would soon rise and then they would see their parents again.
He had been so enhrely under Edward's spell that he had never escaped from it and he knew he never would. But of late there had appeared a few clouds in the sky to obscure the splendour of the sun. The hero was flawed. He was as strong as ever—perhaps stronger because of the flaws. But Richard was faintly disillus-
ioned. Not that his affection had changed. His loyalty would be there until his death. He would stand by Edward no matter what he did; but this latest affair was an indication to him. He had actually refused to sign the treaty, and Edward had not attempted to force him. It was typical of Edward that he respected his brother's views.
When Richard was ready to depart for the North, Edward made it clear that their difference of opinion over this matter would make no change in their relationship. Edward explained to Richard that they had come out of the expedition richer and without shedding a drop of blood. They had had the honour of frightening the King of France into parting with a great deal. Edward was considerably richer because of it. So were many of his friends.
'Do you know that Hastings has a pension from France of two thousand crowns a year.'
'Because he is your close friend. Because he is expected to work for France.'
'As I am, dear brother. Well, there is no harm in that. This will be good for the country. French money coming into it and not a drop of English blood to buy it.'
'You and your friends have profited indeed,' said Richard. 'But the men will be disgruntled. They came back empty-handed.'
'With their limbs intact. Oh come, Richard, when you are as old as I you will know that diplomacy and sound good reason bring more good than battle cries.'
Richard could not be convinced that the treaty was an honourable one and he was not going to say so.
Edward looked at him steadily and said: 'A difference of opinion does not change the feelings between two good friends, I hope.'
'Nothing could challenge my loyalty to you.'
'So thought I,' said Edward. 'I trust you, Richard. You have always been my good friend. I need your friendship particularly as I ca
'What is he plotting now?'
'I do not know what. But I know he plots. I would I could rely on him as I do on you.'
'You will never be able to.'
'Nay. But you and I shall stand together, Richard, eh? Never shall we forget that we are brothers . . . whatever may befall.'
Richard was comforted to know that the bond between them was as strong as ever, even though they had disappointed each other, even though they could not always act in unison, they could rely on the loyalty—one to the other.
Edward showed that Richard's attitude had made no difference by bestowing new lands on him and Richard returned to Middleham pleased to be away from the vanities and insincerities of Court. Back with his wife and his son the apprehensions would be blown away by the fresh northern air.
Richard had been right when he had said the men would be disgruntled because they must return without booty. There was grumbling among the soldiers who had thought to come home rich; they would not have minded a scar or two, they said. They had joined the army to fight and what had happened? They had been to France and come back again . . . just as they went.
The people who had paid good money for victories were disappointed too. The King had come riding through the country charming the money out of their pockets, asking most graciously for benevolences and what had happened? He had just gone to France and come back again!
Disappointed soldiers roamed the countryside. If they could not loot French villages they would loot English ones. The roads had become unsafe.
Edward's reaction was immediate. He set up judges all over the country and he himself made a pilgrimage from north to south. Anyone caught robbing, raping or murdering would be hanged at once. There should be no mercy for offenders. He would have law and order throughout the land.
His action was immediately effective and the outbreak of violence died down as suddenly as it had risen.
In the market-squares Edward explained to the people what had happened. He had taken an army to France, yes, and they in their generosity had enabled him to do this with their benevolences. 'My friends and loyal subjects,' he said, 'we have humbled France. What think you would have happened if we had fought great battles . . . and even won them. What good would that be to you? You ca
. . . they are with you again. I have come back with a full purse and that means that with this money I can strengthen my country. All this good I can bring you with no cost to you, my friends. The King of France is paying your taxes. Was that not worth raising money for? You have won these concessions which I have brought to you through your benevolence, good people. From here we go on . . .to greatness.'
They listened. They loved him. How could they help it? He was so handsome. Many said they had never seen a more handsome man. He was clever; he was shrewd; he was the King they wanted. The sun was high over England in all its splendour. The people loved their King.
A BUTT OF MALMSEY
Isabel, Duchess of Clarence, was feeling very ill. She dreaded her confinement which was now imminent. She would never forget the first of all which had taken place when she was at sea with her father, mother and sister A
The misery of that time, the agony she had suffered only to produce a dead child had remained with her ever since and although she had had two healthy children, Margaret and two years later Edward, she still was fearful.
She wished that A
No, she would try not to worry, try to fight the terrible weakness which overcame her, try to forget the discomforts of her condition and remind herself that they were normal.
She had a very good attendant who had been sent to her by the Queen. The woman was not young and seemed to have a great deal of experience. The Queen had been most affable and Isabel supposed that Edward had suggested she should be for the King was anxious to show that he bore George no malice for those days when he had joined with Isabel's father and fought against him.
The woman Elizabeth had sent was Ankarette Twynhoe and she had been in the Queen's service for some time. Isabel welcomed not only the woman but the goodness of the Queen in sending her.