f a man？〃
〃They are but the husk of a man；〃 said Matilda； 〃the worthless coat of the chesnut： the man himself is the kernel。〃
〃The man is the grape stone；〃 said the baron； 〃and the pulp of the melon。 The house and land are the true substantial fruit； and all that give him savour and value。〃
〃He will never want house or land；〃 said Matilda； 〃while the meeting boughs weave a green roof in the wood； and the free range of the hart marks out the bounds of the forest。〃
〃Vert and venison！ vert and venison！〃 exclaimed the baron。 〃Treason and flat rebellion。 Confound your smiling face！ what makes you look so good…humoured？ What！ you think I can't look at you； and be in a passion？ You think so； do you？ We shall see。 Have you no fear in talking thus； when here is the king's liegeman come to take us all into custody； and confiscate our goods and chattels？〃
〃Nay； Lord Fitzwater；〃 said Sir Ralph； 〃you wrong me in your report。 My visit is one of courtesy and excuse； not of menace and authority。〃
〃There it is；〃 said the baron： 〃every one takes a pleasure in contradicting me。 Here is this courteous knight； who has not opened his mouth three times since he has been in my house except to take in provision； cuts me short in my story with a flat denial。〃
〃Oh！ I cry you mercy； sir knight；〃 said Matilda； 〃I did not mark you before。 I am your debtor for no slight favour； and so is my liege lord。〃
〃Her liege lord！〃 exclaimed the baron； taking large strides across the chamber。
〃Pardon me； gentle lady；〃 said Sir Ralph。 〃Had I known you before yesterday； I would have cut off my right hand ere it should have been raised to do you displeasure。
〃Oh sir；〃 said Matilda； 〃a good man may be forced on an ill office： but I can distinguish the man from his duty。〃 She presented to him her hand； which he kissed respectfully； and simultaneously with the contact thirty…two invisible arrows plunged at once into his heart； one from every point of the compass of his pericardia。
〃Well； father；〃 added Matilda； 〃I must go to the woods。〃
〃Must you？〃 said the baron； 〃I say you must not。〃
〃But I am going；〃 said Matilda
〃But I will have up the drawbridge；〃 said the baron。
〃But I will swim the moat；〃 said Matilda。
〃But I will secure the gates；〃 said the baron。
〃But I will leap from the battlement；〃 said Matilda。
〃But I will lock you in an upper chamber；〃 said the baron。
〃But I will shred the tapestry；〃 said Matilda； 〃and let myself down。〃
〃But I will lock you in a turret；〃 said the baron； 〃where you shall only see light through a loophole。〃
〃But through that loophole；〃 said Matilda； 〃will I take my flight； like a young eagle from its eerie； and； father； while I go out freely； I will return willingly： but if once I slip out through a loop…hole〃 She paused a moment； and then added； singing；
The love that follows fain Will never its faith betray： But the faith that is held in a chain Will never be found again； If a single link give way。
The melody acted irresistibly on the harmonious propensities of the friar； who accordingly sang in his turn；
For hark！ hark！ hark！ The dog doth bark； That watches the wild deer's lair。 The hunter awakes at the peep of the dawn； But the lair it is empty； the deer it is gone； And the hunter knows not where。
Matilda and the friar then sang together；
Then follow； oh follow！ the hounds do cry： The red sun flames in the eastern sky： The stag bounds over the hollow。 He that lingers in spirit； or loiters in hall； Shall see us no more till the evening fall； And no voice but the echo shall answer his call： Then follow； oh follow； follow： Follow； oh follow； follow！
During the process of this harmony； the baron's eyes wandered from his daughter to the friar； and from the friar to his daughter again； with an alternate expression of anger differently modified： when he looked on the friar； it was anger without qualification； when he looked on his daughter it was still anger； but tempered by an expression of involuntary admiration and pleasure。 These rapid fluctuations of the baron's physiognomythe habitual； reckless； resolute merriment in the jovial face of the friar； and the cheerful； elastic spirits that played on the lips and sparkled in the eyes of Matilda；would have presented a very amusing combination to Sir Ralph； if one of the three images in the group had not absorbed his total attention with feelings of intense delight very nearly allied to pain。 The baron's wrath was somewhat counteracted by the reflection that his daughter's good spirits seemed to show that they would naturally rise triumphant over all disappointments； and he had had sufficient experience of her humour to know that she might sometimes be led； but never could be driven。 Then； too； he was always delighted to hear her sing； though he was not at all pleased in this instance with the subject of her song。 Still he would have endured the subject for the sake of the melody of the treble； but his mind was not sufficiently attuned to unison to relish the harmony of the bass。 The friar's accompaniment put him out of all patience； and〃So；〃 he exclaimed； 〃this is the way； you teach my daughter to renounce the devil； is it？ A hunting friar； truly！ Who ever heard before of a hunting friar？ A profane； roaring； bawling； bumper…bibbing； neck…breaking； catch…singing friar？〃
〃Under favour； bold baron；〃 said the friar； but the friar was warm with canary； and in his singing vein； and he could not go on in plain unmusical prose。 He therefore sang in a new tune；
Though I be now a grey； grey friar； Yet I was once a hale young knight： The cry of my dogs was the only choir In which my spirit did take delight。 Little I recked of matin bell； But drowned its toll with my clanging horn： And the only beads I loved to tell Were the beads of dew on the spangled thorn。
The baron was going to storm； but the friar paused； and Matilda sang in repetition；
Little I reck of matin bell； But drown its toll with my clanging horn： And the only beads I love to tell Are the beads of dew on the spangled thorn。
And then she and the friar sang the four lines together； and rang the changes upon them alternately。
Little I reck of matin bell；
sang the friar。
〃A precious friar；〃 said the baron。
But drown its toll with my clanging horn； sang Matilda。
〃More shame for you；〃 said the baron。
And the only beads I love to tell Are the beads of dew on the spangled thorn；
sang Matilda and the friar together。
〃Penitent and confessor；〃 said the baron： 〃a hopeful pair truly。〃
The friar went on；
An archer keen I was withal； As ever did lean on greenwood tree； And could make the fleetest roebuck fall； A good three hundred yards from me。 Though changeful time； with hand severe； Has made me now these joys forego； Yet my heart bounds whene'er I hear Yoicks！ hark away！ and tally ho！
Matilda chimed in as before。
〃Are you mad？〃 said the baron。 〃Are you insane？ Are you possessed？ What do you mean？ What in the devil's name do you both mean？〃
Yoicks！ hark away！ and tally ho！
roared the friar。
The baron's pent…up wrath had accumulated like the waters above the dam of an overshot mill。 The pond…head of his passion being now filled to the utmost limit of its capacity； and beginning to overflow in the quivering of his lips and the flashing of his eyes； he pulled up all the flash…boards at once； and gave loose to the full torrent of his indignation； by seizing； like furious Ajax； not a messy stone more than two modern men could raise； but a vast dish of beef more than fifty ancient yeomen could eat； and whirled it like a coit； in terrorem； over the head of the friar； to the extremity of the apartment；
Where it on oaken floor did settle； With mighty din of ponderous metal。
〃Nay father；〃 said Matilda； taking the baron's hand； 〃do not harm the friar： he means not to offend you。 My gaiety never before displeased you。 Least of all should it do so now； when I have need of all my spirits to outweigh the severity of my fortune。〃
As she spoke the last words； tears started into her eyes； which； as if ashamed of the involuntary betraying of her feelings； she turned away to conceal。 The baron was subdued at once。 He kissed his daughter； held out his hand to the friar； and said； 〃Sing on； in God's name； and crack away the flasks till your voice swims in canary。〃 Then turning to Sir Ralph； he said； 〃You see how it is； sir knight。 Matilda is my daughter； but she has me in leading…strings； that is the truth of it。〃
CHAPTER V
'T is true； no lover has that power To enforce a desperate amour As he that has two strings to his bow And burns for love and money too。BUTLER。
The friar had often had experience of the baron's testy humour； but it had always before confined itself to words； in which the habit of testiness often mingled more expression of displeasure than the internal feeling prompted。 He knew the baron to be hot and choleric； but at the same time hospitable and generous； passionately fond of his daughter； often thwarting her in seeming； but always yielding to her in fact。 The early attachment between Matilda and the Earl of Huntingdon had given the baron no serious reason to interfere with her habits and pursuits； which were so congenial to those of her lover； and not being over…burdened with orthodoxy； that is to say； not being seasoned with more of the salt of the spirit than was necessary to preserve him from excommunication； confiscation； and philotheoparoptesism；＇1＇ he was not sorry to encourage his daughter's choice of her confessor in brother Michael； who had more jollity and less hypocrisy than any of his fraternity； and was very little anxious to disguise his love of the good things of this world under the semblance of a sanctified exterior。 The friar and Matilda had often sung duets together； and had been accustomed to the baron's chiming in with a stormy capriccio； which was usually charmed into silence by some sudden turn in the witching melodies of Matilda。 They had therefore naturally calculated； as far as their wild spirits calculated at all； on the same effects