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"And what think you was her thought when she found that road closed up?" said Sir Ralf. "Why, for her people! Her gentlewoman, Mrs. Mowbray, hath, it seems, been long betrothed." "Ay, to Gilbert Curll, the long-backed Scotch Secretary. They were to be wed at Stirling so soon as she arrived there again."
Young as he is, methinks Diccon would be better away with thee than where the very air smells of plots and lies." "I trow the Queen of Scots will not be here much longer," said Humfrey. "Men say in London that Sir Ralf Sadler is even now setting forth to take charge of her, and send my Lord to London." "We have had such hopes too often, my son," said Richard.
We will begin to work our banner at once, child, and let Sir Ralf think it is a bed-quilt for her sacred Majesty, Elizabeth. Thou look'st dismayed, little maiden." "Spanish ships and men, madam, ah! and how would it be with my father Mr. and Mrs. Talbot, I mean?" "Not a hair of their heads shall be touched, child.
As a vigorous governor of Normandy, he had not commended him self to one whose sympathies were French. Lady Drummond, however, remembered that his wife, Cicely Nevil, the Rose of Raby, was younger sister to that Ralf Nevil who had married the friend of her youth, Alice Montagu, now Countess of Salisbury in her own right. Sir Patrick did not let Jean escape a rebuke.
There was a roar of laughter at the gibe, as indeed there was at whatever was uttered by the man whose profession was to make mirth. "Thou likest thy food well enough thyself, quipsome one," muttered Ralf. "Hast found one who doth not, Ralf?
In a few days, Sir Ralf Sadler and his son-in-law Mr. Somer arrived at Sheffield in order to take the charge of the prisoner whilst Shrewsbury went to London. The conferences and consultations were endless, and harassing, and it was finally decided that the Earl should escort her to Wingfield, and, leaving her there under charge of Sadler, should proceed to London.
Yet he was reluctant to break with the old habits that had hitherto been part of his nature; he felt, after every word of Esclairmonde nay, after every glance towards her as though it were a blessed thing to have, like her, chosen the better part; he knew she would approve his resort to the home of piety and learning; he was aware that when with Ralf Percy and the other youths of the Court he was ashamed of his own scrupulousness, and tempted to neglect observances that they might call monkish and unmanly; and he was not at all sure that in face of the enemy a panic might not seize him and disgrace him for ever!
They were returning, as a yeoman told Tibble, from some great ecclesiastical ceremony, and dinner would be served instantly. "That for which Ralf Bowyer lives!" said a voice close by, "He would fain that the dial's hands were Marie bones, the face blancmange, wherein the figures should be grapes of Corinth!"
Ralf Percy had meantime been sent to bring a report of the diggers, but he was long in returning; and when Henry became uneasy, James had volunteered to go himself, and Henry had consented, not because the air was full of sleety rain or snow, but because his hands were full of letters needing to be despatched to all quarters.
We are watching for him every day. Come to my chamber, and I'll apparel you. 'Nay, but what brings you here, Ralf? you, whom I thought in France. ''Twas a Scottish bill that brought me, answered Ralf. 'What, are you too lost in parchment at Oxford to hear of us poor soldiers, or knew you not how we fought at Crevant?
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