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"No, with Miss Tomalin." "Why didn't you say so at once? Where are the others? Tell them I am down." Constance delayed replying for a moment, then said with cold respectfulness: "You will find Sir William and Lady Amys in the drawing-room." "I shall find them there, shall I? And what if I don't wish to go into the drawing-room?" Constance looked into the angry face.
So the years passed away till Amys and Amyle were eighteen years old, and thought themselves men, and were ready to cross lances with the bravest.
Fight Sir Amys could not, with the weight of a false oath on his soul, yet to run away were to confess all, and leave Belisante to bear her father's anger alone. Turn his thoughts which side he would, escape seemed barred, till the image of Sir Amyle flashed across him. 'Fool, why had he not remembered him earlier?
"What time is it?" broke in Lady Ogram. "Why doesn't that man come? What business has he to keep us waiting?" "It's only just half-past one," said Miss Bride. "Then he ought to be here." She turned to Lashmar. "I'm expecting a friend you've heard of Sir William Amys. How long are we to sit here waiting for him, I wonder?" "What do you think of Herbert Spencer, Mr. Lashmar?" inquired May.
By ill-luck for both the knight and the maiden, the steward, who had been seeking a chance of doing Sir Amys an ill turn, had seen Belisante leave the wood and go in search of Sir Amys. Creeping stealthily up to them, he hid himself behind a clump of bushes and heard all that was said.
But one morning her lady brought her word for indeed she had guessed something of her mistress's heart that Sir Amys had so wearied himself in pursuit of a boar the previous evening that he had let his lord ride forth alone.
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