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"Martini hath been examined," wrote Davison, "who confesseth both for himself and others, to become hither by direction of the Prince of Parma and intelligence of Sainte Aldegonde, from whom he was first addressed by Villiers and afterwards to others for advice and assistance.
Leicester in England Trial of the Queen of Scots Fearful Perplexity at the English Court Infatuation and Obstinacy of the Queen Netherland Envoys in England Queen's bitter Invective against them Amazement of the Envoys They consult with her chief Councillors Remarks of Burghley and Davison Fourth of February Letter from the States Its severe Language towards Leicester Painful Position of the Envoys at Court Queen's Parsimony towards Leicester.
I've plenty in reserve to go to her making." "Intelligence," said Dick pompously, "is the tree of life in man, and the flower in woman and one does not presume to criticize flowers." Mr. Davison changed his method of attack. "Oh, of course I'm up against it," he said, "with you three fresh from the academic halls. But I can tell you you'll feel pretty lonely out here.
Fearing lest some apprehension should take possession of the people's mind in consequence, and that some dangerous change might ensue, we send you our faithful and well-beloved Davison to represent to you how much we have your affairs at heart, and to say that we are determined to forget nothing that may be necessary to your preservation.
Thence he was soon summoned to the royal presence, and found that he had not been misinformed as to the temper of her Majesty. The Queen was indeed in a passion, and began swearing at Davison so soon as he got into the chamber; abusing Leicester for having accepted the offer of the States, against her many times repeated commandment, and the ambassador for not having opposed his course.
"It'll be a mighty long way to his house," grumbled one of the men. "I believe yeou!" rejoined Jasper Parloe. "Three miles beyond Jabe Potter's mill." "Pshaw!" exclaimed Doctor Davison, in his soft voice. "You know we'll not take him so far. My house is near enough. Surely you can carry him there." "If you say the word, Doctor," said the fellow, more cheerfully, while old Parloe grunted.
The next day, it seemed, after all, that Heneage was to be despatched, "in great heat," upon his mission. Davison accordingly requested an immediate audience.
As for attending them in real illness, do you suppose that she would watch a single night for any one of them? Not she. Anny watched and deplored him; but it was Miss Birch who wrote the letter announcing his demise, and got the gold chain and locket which the Colonel ordered as a memento of his gratitude. It was through a row with Miss Birch that Frank Davison ran away.
It seemed as though no bicyclist, or motor-cyclist would have chosen this road to travel after dark. Yet there was a narrow path at the side just wide enough for Ruth and Doctor Davison to walk abreast, and Reno to trot by the girl's side which seemed pretty smooth. "We don't want to go by the spot, Doctor," said one of the men walking ahead with the lights.
At Oxford, Dr. Routh was still living and at work, and Van Mildert was not forgotten. Bishop Lloyd, if he had lived, would have played a considerable part; and a young man of vast industry and great Oriental learning, Mr. Pusey, was coming on the scene. Davison, in an age which had gone mad about the study of prophecy, had taught a more intelligent and sober way of regarding it; and Mr.
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