They were still looking at each other. Then Handshut began to speak in a lower voice than usual; he stoppedand suddenly their heads stooped together, the gold and the brown touched, mingled, lingered, then drew slowly apart.
"It is thou, foul spirit!" cried Sudbury, descending a step from the altar"it is thou who hast stimulated the thirst for blood, and hast brought the royal prerogative and holy church into contemptaway! ere, with my own hands, I drive thee hence!"
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"Yes, yes," he replied, grumblingly, as he pocketed the coin, "Black Jack is easily satisfied.""I hate that Ben of yours!"And he carried a prayer from the lad of the Manor,