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Senor, once more I implore you to leave this poor maid to the humble life that she has chosen, and to forget her." "Lady," answered d'Aguilar, "your words are wise and gentle, and I thank you for them. But I cannot forget you, and that oath I swore just now I swear again, thus."
Well, he observed it, and touched fish only, although he drank enough of the sweet wine. Doubtless a report of that meat will go to Spain by the next courier." "And if it does, what matter? We are in England, and Englishmen will not suffer their Spanish laws and ways. Perhaps the senor d'Aguilar learned as much as that to-night outside the banqueting-hall.
Pelagio," cried Riego, who had sprung from his light sleep at the first sound of the approaching danger, unwilling to believe his fears, "it cannot be: the French are far behind:" and then, as the drum beat, his voice suddenly changed, "the enemy? the enemy! D'Aguilar, to horse!" and with those words he rushed out of the hut.
Then he remembered that he had promised to say or show nothing of how things stood between him and Margaret, and, coming forward, he greeted d'Aguilar quietly but coldly, telling him that his horses had been stabled, and his retinue accommodated. The Spaniard thanked him very heartily, and they passed in to supper. It was a strange meal for all four of them, yet outwardly pleasant enough.
I will be generous, and leave you out of the oath. Do your worst against me, Master Castell, and then leave me to do my worst against you. Senor Brome, the light grows bad, and the water gains upon us. Say, are you ready?" Peter nodded his head, and they stepped forward. "One more word," said d'Aguilar, dropping his sword-point. "My friends, you have heard our compact.
She could not speak, but in mute appeal pointed first to him and then to d'Aguilar, who stood near, remembering as she did so her vision in the house at Holborn, which was thus terribly fulfilled. Holding to a rope, d'Aguilar drew near to her and spoke into her ear. "Lady," he said, "this is no deed of mine.
That Betty should speak of such matters, or even find opportunity of doing so, never chanced to cross their minds, who did not guess that if they rode with d'Aguilar in the morning, Betty often walked with him in the evening when she was supposed to be at church, or sewing, or visiting her aunt upon the wharf at Westminster. But of these walks the foolish girl said nothing, for her own reasons.
Just now he was watching the interview between the English king and the leaders of the crowd whom his Grace had been pleased to summon, with an air of mingled amusement and contempt. "You find the scene strange, Marquis," said the ambassador, glancing at him shrewdly. "Senor, here in England, if it pleases your Excellency," he answered gravely, "Senor d'Aguilar.
For a while there was silence after this speech, then Margaret said boldly: "If heavenly thrones are built of human blood and tears, what stone and mortar do they use in hell, I wonder?" Then, without pausing for an answer, she rose, saying that she was weary, curtseyed to d'Aguilar, her father and Peter, each in turn, and left the hall.
Senor d'Aguilar, you will honour my poor board, will you not, though it is hard to come from a king's feast to a merchant's fare?" "It is I who am honoured," answered d'Aguilar; "and as for the feast, his Grace is sparing in this Lenten season. At least, I could get little to eat, and, therefore, like the senor Peter, I am starved."
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