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She might not stay When the crown had fallen from her life away: She might not linger, a weary thing, A dove with no home for its broken wing, Thrown on the harshness of alien skies, That know not its own land's melodies. From the long heart-withering early gone, She hath lived she hath loved her task is done!" Felicia Hemans. "Now, Sir John de Averenches, what on earth dost thou want?"
They showed me some others through the window, so that I knew their names and faces." Belasez quietly left out the priests. "And what knights didst thou see there?" "Through the window? Sir Hubert the Earl, and Sir Richard of Gloucester, and Sir John the Earl's son, and Sir John de Averenches. Oh! I forgot Dame Hawise, Sir John's wife; but I never saw much of her."
One evening towards the close of summer, as Bruno came home to his little parsonage, where the dog-roses looked in at the windows, and the honeysuckles climbed round the porch, a sight met him which assured him that his period of peace and content was ended. On the stone bench in the porch, alone, intently examining a honeysuckle, sat Sir John de Averenches.
The next morning, Sir John de Averenches made the formal appeal which Bruno was fully expecting. "I am not good at words, Father," he said, with honest manliness; "and I know the maiden is fair beyond many. You may easily look higher for her; but you will not easily find one that loves her better." "Truly, my son, that is mine own belief," said Bruno.
He'll talk if one talks to him. Thou never dost." "He is clever enough to please thee, very likely!" was the rather snappish answer. From that evening, Sir John de Averenches took to frequenting the bower occasionally, much to the annoyance of Eva, until the happy thought struck her that she might have captivated him at last.
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