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Nay, she clung to the kind woman, beseeching that she might not be sent away from the only motherly tenderness she had ever known, and declaring that she would work all day and all night rather than leave her; but the more reluctance she showed, the more determined was Perronel, and she could not but submit to her fate, only adding one more entreaty that she might take her jackdaw, which was now a spruce grey-headed bird.
"But you are the best sword-cutler in London. You could make a living without service." "I am bound by too many years of faithful kindness to quit my master or my home at the Dragon," said Tibble. "Nay, that will not serve, good friend." "Then what can be done?" asked Perronel, somewhat in despair. "There are the young sparks at the Temple.
Perronel had a little hoard, the amount of which she was too shrewd to name to any one, even her husband, but she considered it sufficient to enable him to fulfil the cherished scheme of his life, of retiring to some small farm near his old home, and she was for setting off at once. But Harry Randall declared that he could not go without having offered his services to his old master.
"Then you lost The view of earthly glory men might say Till this time pomp was single; but now married To one above itself." Shakespeare. If Giles Headley murmured at Aldonza's removal, it was only to Perronel, and that discreet woman kept it to herself. In the summer of 1519 he was out of his apprenticeship, and though Dennet was only fifteen, it was not uncommon for brides to be even younger.
For this, however, Perronel cared little. She had made her own way for many years past, and had won respect and affection by many good offices to her neighbours, one of whom had taken her laundry work in her absence. Aldonza was by no means indocile or incapable.
"But you are the best sword-cutler in London. You could make a living without service." "I am bound by too many years of faithful kindness to quit my master or my home at the Dragon," said Tibble. "Nay, that will not serve, good friend." "Then what can be done?" asked Perronel, somewhat in despair. "There are the young sparks at the Temple.
Even Giles was grown, though he did not like to be told so, and was cherishing the down on his chin. But the most rapid development had been in Aldonza, or Alice, as Perronel insisted on calling her to suit the ears of her neighbours.
"Wherefore not take her yourself?" said Perronel, as he stood aghast. "She is a maid of sweet obedient conditions, trained by a scholar even like yourself. She would make your chamber fair and comfortable, and tend you dutifully." "Whisht, good woman. 'Tis too dark to see, or you could not speak of wedlock to such as I. Think of the poor maid!" "That is all folly!
"I'd like to know what were better for the poor outlandish maid than to give her to some honest man," put in Perronel. "The end of it was," said Ambrose, "that Sir Thomas said he was to be at the palace the next day, and he would strive to move the Queen to take her countrywoman into her service.
And Dennet turned majestically away with her bird Goldspot only in the future perched on her finger; while Perronel shook her head bodingly. But they were all children still, and Aldonza was of a nature that was slow to take offence, while it was quite true that Dennet had been free from jealousy of the jackdaw, and only triumphant in Stephen's prowess and her own starling.
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