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But mark me: there is still the condition annexed to this service that thou deliver a letter of Saladin to the niece of the Melech Ric, whose name is as difficult to our Eastern tongue and lips, as her beauty is delightful to our eyes." Sir Kenneth paused before he answered, and the Saracen observing his hesitation, demanded of him, "if he feared to undertake this message?"
Twas my ambition with some intents To serve you, sir. Please you vouchsafe your privacie, I bring Affaires are worth your entertainement: I have rid hard. Cou. What Cavallier's this, Uncle? Fra. He is the inventor of new proiects, cosen, They say, and patents; one that lives like a moth Upon the Common wealth. Cou. He lookes like one. Ric. You will excuse me, gentlemen.
"Norman Mann, you've got to do it all alone," he said. "Albert and Edith and Aunt Martha are too vexed and shocked to do the little rebel any good. Ric, oh, dear, Ric is a silly boy, God bless him, and here I am doomed to make that child hate me, and with no possible authority over her, or power, for that matter, trying to keep her from something terribly wild.
"Was it not through thy conversation, and thy account of the beauties which grace the court of the Melech Ric, that I ventured me thither in disguise, and thereby procured a sight the most blessed that I have ever enjoyed that I ever shall enjoy, until the glories of Paradise beam on my eyes?"
As yet a very small proportion of them has been printed, and few have even been calendared. The PLEA ROLLS are of wider importance. Separate series for each court begin with Edward I. Specimens of most of these types have been printed. Placitorum Abbreviatio Ric. I. Edw.
"Thank you," said Mae, "but I will get Eric and go for a tramp," and she left the room with compressed lips and flushed cheeks. In the hall were Albert, Eric and Norman, talking busily. "Where are you going Eric, mayn't I go too, please?" "I'm sorry Mae, but this is an entirely masculine affair five-button gloves and parasols are out of the question." "O, Ric, I am half lonely."
Seest thou, I am about to lay my finger on the sore. Thou lovest this kinswoman of the Melech Ric. Unfold the veil that shrouds thy thoughts or unfold it not if thou wilt, for mine eyes see through its coverings." "I LOVED her," answered Sir Kenneth, after a pause, "as a man loves Heaven's grace, and sued for her favour like a sinner for Heaven's pardon."
Ric didn't leave that little party very early, I'm sure, but I can't sleep. I'll get down my Sismondi and read awhile. I wonder if that child is feeling badly now. I half believe she is but here's my book." Yes, Mae was feeling badly, heart-brokenly, all alone in her room. After a long, harrowing talk with Mrs.
"Know, then," he said, "that: through every court of Europe and Asia to Moslem and Nazarene to knight and lady wherever harp is heard and sword worn wherever honour is loved and infamy detested to every quarter of the world will I denounce thee, Melech Ric, as thankless and ungenerous; and even the lands if there be any such that never heard of thy renown shall yet be acquainted with thy shame!"
It. to Thurston, my cook, 6l. 13s. 4d. It. to William Body, my servant, 6l. 13s. 4d. It. to Peter Mewtas, my servant, 6l. 13s. 4d. It. to Ric. Sleysh, my servant, 6l. 13s. 4d. It. to George Wilkinson, my servant, 6l. 13s. 4d. It. to my friend, Thomas Alvard, 10l., and my best gelding. It. to my friend, Thomas Bush, 10l. It. to my servant, John Hynde, my horsekeeper, 3l. 6s. 8d. Item.
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