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Belasez's head was bowed lower than before. "Brother Bruno! You are unreasonable," interposed Warner. "We all have our duties to our Lord and Lady. And as to that contemptible insect in the Lady's chamber, well, I do not know what you think, but I would not scorch my fingers pulling her out of Erebus." The dark brows of the young Jewess were drawn close together. "Ah, Brother Warner!" said Bruno.
"I do not gather that he told her any thing, except that she brought a face to his memory that he had known of old. She fancies and so of course does he that it was her sister." A low, peculiar laugh from her mother made Belasez's blood curdle as she lay listening. There seemed so much more of the fiend in it than the angel. "What an ass he must be, never to guess the truth!"
Belasez's tone struck Margaret as hinting at some one thing in particular. But she did not explain further. Perhaps she was too tired. Doucebelle returned at this point, followed by Levina, who carried a plate of manchet-bread and a bowl of milk. And though Belasez did not know it, she owed thanks to Doucebelle that it was not skim milk.
"I thought," said Belasez, combing out her own hair very energetically, "that I had at last found even a Christian priest who was worthy of him of whom the Bishop of Lincoln preached, him whom you believe to be Messiah." "Then," said Doucebelle, greatly delighted, "thou wilt listen to Father Bruno, if he talks to thee?" "I would not if I could help it," was Belasez's equivocal answer.
The young Jewess had suffered less than might have been supposed from Levina. The Countess, without condescending to assign any reason, had quietly issued orders that Belasez's meals should be served in the ante-chamber, half an hour before the general repast was ready in the hall.
Margaret felt stunned. "But God speaks through the Church!" she gasped. "If that were so, they would speak the same thing," was Belasez's unanswerable response. Margaret felt pushed into a corner, and did not know what to say next.
What was it that was taken? And dimly before Belasez's mental eyes a picture seemed to grow, in which a king upon his throne, and a woman fainting, were the principal figures. Esther before Ahasuerus! That was it, of course. And Belasez sprang up, with a determination to search through her father's books, and to find the picture which had been taken from Anegay's face.
She left pattern and colours to Belasez's taste, only expressing her wish that red and gold should predominate, as they were the tints alike of the arms of Scotland and of Clare. The Princess was to be married on the first of August, and Belasez promised that her father should deliver the scarf during his customary hawker's round in July.
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