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Bethune, Burton, the comedian, and other well-known authors, actors, and divines. The black-letter Chaucer Speght's edition, folio, London, 1598, the identical copy spoken of by Elia in his letter to Ainsworth, the novelist was knocked down to Burton for twenty-five dollars.
Was not the great financier of the age; Maximilian de Bethune, at that very moment exhausting his intellect in devices for the prevention of all international commerce even in Europe? "The kingdom of France," he groaned, "is stuffed full of the manufactures of our neighbours, and it is incredible what a curse to us are these wares.
Bethune shall cease to occupy a place at the Board of Governors I must abstain from attending it, persuaded as I am that I cannot do so either with the hope of advantage to the public or with comfort to myself.
We have seen how much the king deplored, in intimate conversation with De Bethune, his formal declaration of war against Spain which the Dutch diplomatists had induced him to make; and indeed nothing can be more certain than that this public declaration of war, and this solemn formation of the triple alliance against Philip, were instantly accompanied on Henry's part by secret peace negotiations with Philip's agents.
"I offered you Tyburn," said Lord de Winter. "Why did you not accept it?" "Because I am not willing to die!" cried Milady, struggling. "Because I am too young to die!" "The woman you poisoned at Bethune was still younger than you, madame, and yet she is dead," said d'Artagnan. "I will enter a cloister; I will become a nun," said Milady.
For this purpose, he gave a commission to his friends to look out for him a suitable wife, and, in a long and jocular letter to Baron Strahlendorf, he has given an amusing account of the different negotiations which preceded his marriage. The substance of this letter is so well given by Mr Drinkwater Bethune, that we shall follow his account of it.
De Bethune had hardly lost himself in slumber when he was startled by Beringen, who, on drawing his curtains in this dead hour of the night, presented such a ghastly visage that the faithful friend of Henry instantly imagined some personal disaster to his well-beloved sovereign. "Is the King dead?" he cried.
De Bethune accordingly came incognito from Calais to Dover, in which port he had a long and most confidential interview with the queen.
Looking at Tom Hescott at this moment, Sir Maurice tells himself, with a grim smile, that he is, perhaps, a little too presentable a sort of man that women always smile upon. His grim smile fades into a distinct frown as he watches Tita smiling now on the too presentable cousin. "What is it?" asks Mrs. Bethune, making room for him in the recess of the window that is so cosily cushioned.
Everyone is a little surprised at Mrs. Bethune's civility to him, she having been studiously cold to all men save her cousin Sir Maurice during the past year; but Mrs. Bethune herself is quite aware of what she is doing. Of late it seems difficult of belief but of late she has fancied Maurice has avoided her.
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