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Now, if John Castell, the Spanish Jew, should not wish, for any reason, to give him his daughter in marriage, would not a hint and an extract from the Commissions of their Majesties of Spain and the Holy Father suffice to make him change his mind?
"Nay, lad," answered Castell, "fill your glass and stay awhile. I have words to say to you, and there is no time like the present. Who knows what may happen to-morrow?" Peter obeyed, sat down in a big oak chair by the dying fire, and waited in his silent fashion. "Listen," said Castell. "Fifteen months ago you told me something, did you not?" Peter nodded. "What was it, then?"
Then, in case I should not be alive to guide you, you and ten or twelve of the best sailors will land at the spot that this gentleman will show you to-morrow, wearing Spanish cloaks so as not to attract attention, but being well armed underneath them, like idlers from some ship who had come ashore to see the show. I have told you how you may know Master Castell.
The siege began the seauenth day of Julie, and on the 28. day of the same moneth the armie departed from thence, a truce being granted to those that still defended a certeine tower of the castell into the which they were withdrawne. For the which truce happilie some rewards went betwixt, and so the English lords with spoiles and gaines returned homewards. Houed. Houed.
Castell looked him straight in the eyes and answered: "Yes." There was something so bold and direct in his utterance of the word that for a moment d'Aguilar seemed to be taken aback. He had not expected this sharp denial. "It would be courteous to give a reason," he said presently. "The reason is simple, Marquis. My daughter is already betrothed, and will ere long be wedded."
But I must not think that; what would be the use? Will does, and that must be enough for me;" and with a sigh she turned down the moor again. One morning in the following week the high road leading to Castell On presented a lively appearance.
Ivor ap Meyric was Lord of Senghenydd, holding it of William of Gloucester, the Lord of Glamorgan, and, perhaps, had his headquarters in the fortress above the present Castell Coch. "He was," says Giraldus Cambrensis, "after the manner of the Welsh, owner of a tract of mountain land, of which the earl was trying to deprive him.
So soon as they were within the river banks the captain of this ship, Smith by name, had landed the cargo-master with letters and a manifest of cargo, bidding him hire a horse and bring them to Master Castell's house in Holborn. This the man had done safely, and it was these letters that Castell read.
He afterwards married, in 1363, Matilda, the daughter of George de Castell, of Castle Bromwich; but soon after the happy wedding, he perceived his bride was pregnant, which proved, on enquiry, the effect of an intrigue with her father's menial servant; a striking instance of female treachery, which can only be equalled by male.
"Of your good heart I pray you not," answered Castell, "for that is all our worldly goods," and even as he spoke another gold piece, this time a large doubloon, which had remained in his clothing, slipped to the floor. "Of course, Senor," the host replied as he picked this up also and handed it back politely, "but shake yourself, there may still be a coin or two in your doublet."
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