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I had not before known the limit of her speed, or what she could do when driven as she then was; and the truth amazed me, while it filled me with a strange exultation. For we, who had dallied heretofore behind the other, sped beyond her as an express train passes the droning goods; and coming about, in a great circle, we descended upon her as a goshawk upon the quarry.
She turned on the Goshawk a mute reproach; yet smiled and loved him well when she beheld him stretch a hand of welcome and proffer a brotherly glass to Berthold. The rich goldsmith's son was occupied in studying the horoscope of his fortunes in Margarita's eyes; but when Margarita directed his attention to Guy, he turned to him with a glance of astonishment that yielded to cordial greeting.
Thereat she gathered up her gown into her girdle ready for the way, and smiled as she saw his eyes embrace the loveliness of her feet; and she spake as she moved them daintily on the flowery grass: "Sooth to say, Knight, I am no weakling dame, who cannot move her limbs save in the dance, or to back the white palfrey and ride the meadows, goshawk on wrist; I am both well-knit and light-foot as the Wood-wife and Goddess of yore agone.
"Tak tent, Nelly," whispered a sedate companion, sensible, cautious, and canny, whose flaxen hair over its roll had the dead greyness of age, though the face below was round and dimpled; "young Staneholme drew his sword last night on the President's son because he speered if he had skill to tame a goshawk."
The White Rose had rested at Laach, and was blooming again. She and the Goshawk came trotting in advance of the Club through the woods of Laach, startling the deer with laughter, and sending the hare with her ears laid back all across country. In vain Dietrich menaced Guy with the terrors of the Club: Aunt Lisbeth begged of Margarita not to leave her with the footmen in vain.
Señor Zuroaga also had now walked away, and Ned was left to hold by his rope, looking out upon the tossing sea and wondering more and more what sort of adventures he and the Goshawk might be so swiftly racing on into. A long day had passed and a dark night had come. The air of it was hot and sultry over all the regions around the Gulf of Mexico.
But Lord William carried his own true love off to the old grey castle where they were married. And the gay goshawk sang their wedding song. It was when James the Sixth was king in Scotland that the young Wemyss of Logie got into sore trouble. Wemyss of Logie was one of the king's courtiers; a tall, handsome lad he was, and a favourite with both king and queen.
Berthold shall tell you the tale himself: he'll be here to breakfast, and receive your orders, mistress commander-in-chief. The Goshawk had his eye on Margarita. Her teeth were tight down on her nether lip, and her whole figure had a strange look of awkwardness, she was so divided with anger. 'As witness of the affair, I think I shall make a clearer statement, fair maiden, he interposed.
'Gone without breakfast and dinner, said Guy in abhorrent tones. A whistle from the wain, following a noise of the castlegates being flung open, called the Goshawk away, and he slouched his shoulders and strode to do his part, without another word. Farina gazed after him, and dropped into the covert. 'Bird of lovers! Voice of the passion of love!
The only reply was a soft but decided snore, that spoke, like a voluptuous trumpet, of dreamland and its visions. At Sinzig, the Thier laid his hand on Guy's bridle, with the words, 'Feed here, a brief, but effective, form of signal, which aroused the Goshawk completely. The sign of the Trauben received them.
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