The Star of Lancaster

What would have happened to Harry in the bear pit was never known because the keeper happened to pass by at that moment and glancing down into the pit, he could not believe his own eyes. When he had assured himself that it was indeed the Lord Harry who was down there, he was horrified. The bears were sleeping and if they were disturbed they could be bad tempered. What might happen then, he dared not think. He could not slip through the spikes as Harry had been able to, but in the pit was a hut which he used to prepare the bears* food and store other things he needed for the care of them, and this was reached by steps from the outside and into the pit. He unlocked the gate to the steps and within a short time he was in the pit. Harry was standing by the smallest of the bears and talking to it. The bear had awakened and was snif-

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fing the child. The keeper snatched up Harry and carried him into the hut.

'How did you get down here?' he demanded.

*I got through the spikes and climbed down.*

'You have been told not to do such a thing.'

'No I have not,' said Harry. 1 have not been told not to go through the spikes and down into the pit.'

'But you knew the bears could be dangerous.'

Yes, Harry had known that, but no one had said he must not get through the spikes.

Of course he had not been told precisely that because no one had thought he would do so.

'I shall have to tell where I found you,' said the keeper.

'Why?' asked Harry.

'Because you might have been killed.'

'My bear would never have killed me. If the others had tried to he would have saved me.'

The keeper was exasperated. He would have to tell Harry's father for if there was an accident later he would be blamed. He could not risk that. The boy had to be stopped.

Mary was with Henry when the keeper asked to be seen. Harry was with him and he explained where he had found him.

'He was quite fearless, my lord. There in the bears' pit. Why, they could have turned on him.'

'Oh Harry!' cried his mother reproachfully.

But it was at his father that Harry was looking.

Henry regarded his son sternly. 'Go to your room at once,' he said.

Harry lifted his head high and gave his father that defiant look which Henry had seen before. But he obeyed and went from the room.

'He had worked his way through the spikes, my lord. He had scrambled down. He's so fond of the bears, especially the smallest one. He was talking to it when I found him. I could see he was going to touch it at any minute. My heart was in my mouth as I snatched him up.'

'You did well,' said Henry. 'Put more spikes in so that not even the smallest child can get through. I shall remember what you have done today.'

The keeper went out gratified and Mary said: 'Oh Henry, he is only a child you know.'

*What I don't know is what we are going to do with him.'

*Henry, you won't beat him too hard. He is really delicate, you know, although it's hard to believe.'

'He doesn't seem to be afraid of anything/

'It is admirable in a way.'

Henry smiled slowly. 'You're right,' he said. 'When he looks at me in that defiant way I think he would like to kill me.'

'Oh Henry, don't say such things. You're his hero. In the games he plays it is all about what you are doing. He pretends to joust and fight the Lithuanians. And he always takes your part. He is always you. Poor Thomas has to be whatever Harry decides. It is just that he has unbounded energy and he does get into such mischief.'

'He is a grand boy, I'll grant you. But he needs discipline. I'll go to him.'

'Henry.' She laid her hand on his arm pleadingly.

'Rest assured,' he said softly, 'I will do what is best for him.'

Harry was waiting for him, sullen and defiant.

'Harry,' said Henry sitting down, 'I wish to speak to you. Come here.'

Harry went. He was looking for the stick. He could not understand why his father had not brought it.

Henry drew the boy to him. 'Why are you so disobedient?' he asked.

'I was only talking to my bear.'

'You know you are not supposed to go down into the bear

pit.'

Harry was silent. 'Did you know it?' 'Nobody said.'

'You knew it though, did you not?' 1 knew Thomas must not go.' 'And you thought you might?'

Harry drew himself up to his full height. 'I knew they wouldn't hurt me.'

'So you were not afraid?'

'If the others had tried to bite me we'd have fought them.'

'Who would?'

'My bear and I.*

Henry thought: It is useless. I should be proud of him.

I could never have endured a weakling. He is fearless. He is a boy any father would be proud of.

'Harry,' he said, 'you know your grandfather is a very great man.'

'He's John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster,' said Harry promptly.

'That's right, and because he is who he is you must learn to be worthy to be his grandson. You must be bold; you must fear nothing but what is evil.'

'I'm not afraid of evil,' boasted Harry.

His father smiled. 'Harry,' he said, 'I am not going to beat you this time. It was wrong to go into the pit. You might have been mauled by the bears, perhaps even killed. You must think before you act. I like it well that you should not be afraid but you must be more thoughtful for others. Think of how sad your mother and I would be, and your brothers too, if anything happened to you.'

Harry was shocked by the thought. Then he said: 'Thomas and John wouldn't mind and Humphrey wouldn't know.'

Henry said: 'And I and your mother ... ?'

'You don't like me,' said Harry. 'You don't like me when I do bad things ... and I do a lot of bad things.'

*Harry, will you promise me one thing? I shall go away soon. I want you to look after your mother and your brothers till I come back.'

Harry looked pleased at the prospect.

'You,' said Henry laying a hand on his shoulder, 'will be the head of the house while I am away. My son and heir. Who else should guard my home? But of course if you are going to do foolish things ... a little boy might do ... well then it is useless.'

Harry cried: 'I won't do silly things. I'll be head of the house.'

Henry drew him to him and held him fast. It was rare for him to demonstrate his affection.

Perhaps this was the way to deal with this son of his. He was thanking God for him. He was at heart very proud of Harry and would not have had him other than he was.

John of Gaunt came to Bolingbroke to see the family. This was a great occasion. The children were very much in awe of

him, even Harry in spite of his pretence not to be—but they were fond of Lady Swynford who always accompanied him.

He inspected the bears and the parrot and the falcons and the dogs, and heard an account of young Harry's descent into the bear pit which amused him and which he applauded as showing a daring spirit.

There was no doubt that Harry was the one who aroused the most interest and Harry was deeply aware of this.

But the Duke's motive in visiting his son was not only to see the children.

As he told Henry, while it was wise to hold aloof from dangerous factions he must not lose the high place in the kingdom which was his right as his father's heir.

*We must have peace with France,' said the Duke. 'There will be no prosperity until we do. Richard sees this, I think, I am sure that he wishes that this claim to the crown of France had never been raised. He agrees with me that we should try to bring about some sort of settlement.*

'You mean you are proposing to take an embassy to France?*

1 mean just that,' said John of Gaunt, 'and you should be a part of it.'

Catherine Swynford talked with Mary about the proposed mission which the Duke had discussed at great length with her.