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"If my Lady will pardon me," said poor Belasez, driven into a corner, "I did not like it." "What kind was it?" "Levina said it was Suffolk cheese." Belasez's conscience rather smote her in giving this answer. "Ah!" responded the unconscious Countess, "it is often hard, and everybody does not like it, I know." Belasez was silent beyond a slight reverence to show that she heard the observation.
"Ha, chetife! if here is not my Lady Countess Jew come again! What would it please her sweetest Grace to take?" But Levina had forgotten, as older people sometimes do, that Margaret was no longer a child to be kept in silent subjection. Girls of fifteen and she was nearly that now were virtually women in the thirteenth century.
Will she give his bird shelter in her nest, according to her word?" "Indeed I will," answered the Countess. "Margaret, take the maid up to thine ante-chamber, and bid Levina bring her food. She must stay here a while. And thou, sit thou down, old Abraham, and rest and refresh thee." "Truly, my Lady is as one of the angels of the Holy One to her tried servants!" said Abraham thankfully.
She managed, however, to eat it, thinking that she would get little food of any kind if she did not: and Levina departed with the plates, remarking that it had done her good to see the excellent meal which Belasez had made. It was a relief to the girl to be left alone: for solitude had no terrors for her, and Levina was certainly not an enjoyable companion.
The young Jewess had suffered less than might have been supposed from Levina. The Countess, without condescending to assign any reason, had quietly issued orders that Belasez's meals should be served in the ante-chamber, half an hour before the general repast was ready in the hall.
Levina gave a second and stronger snort, and disappeared down the stairs. In a few minutes she made her reappearance, carrying in one hand a plate of broiled ham, and in the other a piece of extremely dry and rather mouldy bread. "Here is my gracious damsel's first course!
Margaret turned to the scoffing Levina, with an air of dignified displeasure which rather startled the latter. "Levina! thou hast forgotten thyself. Do as thou art bid." And Levina disappeared without venturing a reply. "What have they done to thy brother, Belasez?" asked Margaret. "They beat him sorely. Damsel, and turned him forth into the street." "Where did he go?"
Levina was a prey to that green-eyed monster which sports itself with the miseries of humanity. She had been the best broideress in the Castle until that day. And now she felt herself suddenly supplanted by a young thing of barely more than half her age and experience, who was called in, forsooth, to do something which it was imagined that Levina could not do.
"Lady, can you not trust her in His hands who gave His Only One for her salvation?" One evening about this time, Levina came up with the news that Abraham of Norwich wished to see the Damoiselle de Malpas. Her words were civil enough, but her tone never was when she spoke to Beatrice; and on this occasion she put an emphasis on the name, which was manifestly not intended to be flattering.
The Countess's reply was to clap her hands at that time the usual method of summoning a servant. When Levina tapped at the door, instead of bidding her enter, her mistress spoke through it. "Tell Master Aristoteles that I would speak with him in this chamber." The mother and daughter were both very still until the shuffling of the physician's slippered feet was heard in the passage.
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