Ye make me doubt you ! Swear , I say ; swear ! '' But the priest was still incapable of speech . His terror of Sir Daniel , his terror of perjury , risen to about an equal height , strangled him . And just then , through the high , stained-glass window of the hall , a black arrow crashed , and struck , and stuck quivering , in the midst of the long table . Sir Oliver , with a loud scream , fell fainting on the rushes ; while the knight , followed by Dick , dashed into the court and up the nearest corkscrew stair to the battlements . The sentries were all on the alert . The sun shone quietly on green lawns dotted with trees , and on the wooded hills of the forest which enclosed the view . There was no sign of a besieger . `` Whence came that shot ? '' asked the knight . `` From yonder clump , Sir Daniel , '' returned a sentinel . The knight stood a little , musing . Then he turned to Dick . `` Dick , '' he said , `` keep me an eye upon these men ; I leave you in charge here . As for the priest , he shall clear himself , or I will know the reason why . I do almost begin to share in your suspicions . He shall swear , trust me , or we shall prove him guilty . '' Dick answered somewhat coldly , and the knight , giving him a piercing glance , hurriedly returned to the hall . His first glance was for the arrow .
It was the XXXXX of these missiles he had seen , and as he turned it to and fro , the dark hue of it touched him with some fear .
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