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"Then why dost still remain with bowed head and thy sobs unassuaged?" "I do not know. I must either laugh or cry and 'tis easier to do the latter." "Come! Mistress Penwick, what can I do for thee? Ask, I pray, anything, for thy happiness Katherine " and for the first time in his life he looked guiltily about him.
From the Chapel came indistinctly the sound of the organ in a prelude, it would seem, to the day. 'Twas Sir Julian's wont to rise early and draw it may be inspiration from the full vibrant chords of sweet harmony. From an upper casement leant forth Mistress Penwick with a face as delicately tinted as the blossoms of the peach that flaunted their beauty at some distance.
One really is nobody who doesn't know Miss Penwick; and she is so well bred." Miss Penwick, dear old soul, had a feeling that Mrs. Amanda Welsh Sampson was somehow too hopelessly modern for one of her generation ever to be really in sympathy with the widow; but Mrs.
Cedric and Lady Constance played at battledore and shuttlecock. Mistress Penwick sat apart, busy with thought and needle. His Grace of Ellswold sat up that morning, his wife and physicians by his side, and all were happy with the great improvement. Meanwhile, at the monastery all was commotion. The day there would be far too short to accomplish all that was to be done.
Knowing these things, and being in love beside with so beautiful and youthful creature, Cantemir was well-nigh mad to win her, without any urging from Constance. On the other hand, Mistress Penwick never forgot his slender grace and pale, patrician features, as she beheld him first upon the stairway the evening of her arrival.
"I will hear that I deem needful for the peace of thy soul; if perchance thy soul be wrought upon unhappily; and for sins innocently done I absolve thee already." Mistress Penwick half knelt by the cowled figure and placed her elbows upon his knees, and after saying the prayers of contrition leant her face close to his. "I have been guilty of what I believe to be a very great sin.
"We ought to go after them," came from Fred. "The name of that steamboat was the Beaver." "Wonder where she will make her first stop?" For an answer to this question Captain Starr was appealed to, and he said the craft would most likely stop first at a town which we will call Penwick. "How far is that from here?" asked Sam. "About six miles." "Can we get a train to that place?"
The Catholics surely had not been so indiscreet as to allow their affairs to reach the King's ears? And if so, why should he send to them? It was not at all likely any one knew of the monastery so hidden away in a dense forest. Could it be that the beauty of Mistress Penwick had become notorious at Whitehall and that the Duke was hunting for her?
Mistress Penwick saw no softening in Cedric's manner, and she became alarmed and threw some tenderness in her voice and spoke softly, that she might lead or manage her lord by gentleness and tact. "My lord, do not look so cold and hard." She drew nearer and her voice became more pleading. "'Tis a little thing for thee to grant me this one desire. I beg with all my heart for thy servant's life."
There came a low knock, and an old grey-haired woman stepped into the room with that in her face Janet stood up to honour. She advanced to Katherine and in a trembling voice said, "Thou art my lord's ward, ah, I remember thy father well; thou art a Penwick over and over again, I could see it with half an eye.
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