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Her mother had been a beautiful woman, so I had been told. She wuz a Devereaux nobody that I ever knew, or Josiah. Celeste Devereaux. The little girl wuz named for her mother. But they always called her The Little Maid. Wall, to resoom, and to hitch my horse in front of the wagon agin.
"He desires it not to be made public. Come to him." She could scarce keep pace with his eagerness as he bounded before her into the presence of the English commanders. "I thank you, my lords," he said bowing to them, "for this opportunity. When shall we be off?" The two men could not forbear a smile. "There is no hurry, Devereaux," said Lord Howard.
His destruction was resolved on by the Duke of Bavaria and others, among whom an Italian mercenary general, named Piccolomini, was the most perfidious and savage. A plot was formed against him by certain traitors among his own officers, the names of Devereaux, Butler, Gordon, and Leslie, to the shame of their nations, appearing in the list.
Thou art mine foe, the son of my father's foe. What hast thou to do with me?" "The son of thy father's foe, 'tis true," answered Devereaux, "but not thine, Francis. I make no war on women though I did unwittingly strike thee once. I repent me that ever I claimed to have slain that deer. Yet hear me, mistress. Had the foresters not come as they did, I would have given thee the horns.
"So spake Charles Howard, Lord High Admiral of the navy. And so also hath spoken every true Englishman of Roman Catholic faith. Who is thy friend, Edward? I was surprised to find that another accompanied thee in thy flight from the Tower." As Devereaux opened his lips to reply, Francis touched his hand warningly and answered for herself. "I am Francis Stafford.
Fair mistress," he cried in distress offering his sword to her, "do one last favor for Edward Devereaux. Bury that sword in the breast of him who is unworthy to bear it." "In the name of St. George, what means this?" cried Lord Shrope as he and Lord Hunsdon ran out from among the trees. "By my faith, my lord," cried the chamberlain bursting into a laugh. "If there has not been a duel!"
She could not forget the acknowledgment of his skill had been wrung from her when she thought herself dying. Although she could not but admit that Devereaux was innocent in the matter, she felt as though a fraud had been perpetrated upon her, and, girl-like, held him responsible for it. And so life at the court went on. A great family under the same walls, loving and hating.
This was used from Tower Hill and by royalty when the Tower was used as a castle. "What is it, deary?" asked Mrs. Shelton, who was in the chamber. "Edward Devereaux," answered the girl excitedly. "Now why hath he been sent here? Gramercy! methought none of the pages stood higher in the queen's favor than he." "'Tis past knowing," remarked the woman in a matter-of-fact tone.
Thou shouldst deem thyself fortunate to be put into his hands." "Marry, sir," remarked Edward Devereaux with a sorrowful air, "'tis pity that my visage is so unattractive. If the boy is afeared," with a slight emphasis on the word, "you would best place him with another. Fear makes cowards of us all, and breeds distrust of the most worthy."
"I will speak of it no more, Francis," rejoined Devereaux. "And yet I would that thou wert not here." The girl turned from him impatiently, and hastily joined a group of which the admiral was the centre; for Lord Howard had taken them upon his own vessel. The next night the air was stormy and the night dark.
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