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Updated: June 13, 2025
Sir John was fond of the Duke, and beside taking his advice, he laid bare his heart and told him of his great distress over Katherine. Cantemir had said that she was being held dishonourably by the old lord's son, who was profligate and only sought her favour without marriage.
"Then 'twill serve to set aside this matter for the next," and La Fosse looking at Cantemir and speaking softly and deferentially bade him leave them for the present. Adrian left the room by the door he had entered it, and passing through a hall reentered the chamber that had been assigned him.
"Nay, a gentleman " and he cast a scornful glance at Cantemir, "would not kick thee when thou art down; say nothing of our most noble fathers putting to flight what small life thou hast in thee. What is thy name?" "Christopher," came in weakened tones from his pallid lips. In another moment the Duke was gone with his looted treasures.
Knowing these things, and being in love beside with so beautiful and youthful creature, Cantemir was well-nigh mad to win her, without any urging from Constance. On the other hand, Mistress Penwick never forgot his slender grace and pale, patrician features, as she beheld him first upon the stairway the evening of her arrival.
Thus he trained her carefully and with precision, and when Cantemir saw the trap that held him where he was and gave Lord Cedric the upper-hand, he fell into the spleen and played out of time, and Cedric flung around and caught his spur in Dame Seymour's petticoats, and he swore beneath his breath, and Katherine smiled at his discomfiture and her own untutored grace, and she made bold and took a step or two on her own dependence.
Cantemir, with an exultant laugh, sprung also toward the opening, but his laugh was turned into a yell of fear, as his leg was caught in a death-like grip by the servant he had kicked from the chest. In an instant Buckingham was upon him and binding his arms tight behind; the poor, cowardly knave begging at every breath for his life.
"She is, I presume, by now, the Countess Cantemir made so by an Abbé at the monastery." Pomphrey was a-road; the clatter of bit and spur brought a smile to Constance' face, and she cried forth with all the venom in her poor, foul being: "Two mad fools, both gone crazy over a convent wench, who is now my Lady Cantemir my cousin, the wife of a fortune hunter!"
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