`` Dear madam , '' Dick cried , `` I swear to you upon the rood I touched him not . '' `` Swear to me that he still lives , '' she returned . `` I will not palter with you , '' answered Dick . `` Pity bids me to wound you . In my heart I do believe him dead . '' `` And ye ask me to eat ! '' she cried . `` Ay , and they call you ` sir ! ' Y ' have won your spurs by my good kinsman 's murder . And had I not been fool and traitor both , and saved you in your enemy 's house , ye should have died the death , and he -- he that was worth twelve of you -- were living . '' `` I did but my man 's best , even as your kinsman did upon the other party , '' answered Dick . `` Were he still living -- as I vow to Heaven I wish it ! -- he would praise , not blame me . '' `` Sir Daniel hath told me , '' she replied . `` He marked you at the barricade . Upon you , he saith , their party foundered ; it was you that won the battle . Well , then , it was you that killed my good Lord Risingham , as sure as though ye had strangled him . And ye would have me eat with you -- and your hands not washed from killing ? But Sir Daniel hath sworn your downfall . He 't is that will avenge me ! ''
The unfortunate XXXXX was plunged in gloom .
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