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Helier's, and one at Rozel: and and," he added, with a lumbering attempt at humour "and, on my oath, I'll set up another dove-cote with out my sovereign's favour, with your leave alone. By our Lady, I do love that colour in yon cheek!
She could scarce have counted the number of times she climbed the great hill like a fortress at the lift of the little bay of Rozel, and from the Nez du Guet scanned the sea for a sail and the sky for fair weather.
Plain answers I will have to plain questions, or De Carteret of St. Ouen's shall have his will of you and your precious pirate. So bear yourself as you would save your head and your honours." Lempriere of Rozel never had a better moment than when he met the Queen of England's threats with faultless intrepidity.
There fell a slight pause, and then Leicester said: "To-morrow at daylight, eh?" "Now, my lord, now!" "We have no seconds." "'Sblood! 'Tis not your way, my lord, to be stickling in detail of courtesy." "'Tis not the custom to draw swords in secret, Lempriere of Rozel. Also my teeth are not on edge to fight you."
The next is a lifer, and I've got to use the knife or a barker, if I run up against trouble, for I'll never wear the Queen's jewelry again! I've sworn it!" The man's eyes were gleaming now like burning coals, "I'll do the grand, and then, take off my beard and change my garb! I look twenty years older in a stubble chin. I can watch them from the public at Rozel Pier.
Upon that journey there is no need to dwell. Any that hath ever loved a woman and a child must understand. A deep fear held him all the way, and when he stepped on shore at Rozel Bay he was as one who had come from the grave, haggard and old. Hurrying up the hillside to his doorway, he called aloud to his wife, to his child. Throwing open the door, he burst in.
Never did man more gallantly sustain his honour with heaviest odds against him than did the Seigneur of Rozel that day. As he was carried away by the merry gentlemen of the Court, he called back to the favourite: "Leicester is not so great a swordsman after all. Hang fast to your honours by the skin of your teeth, my lord."
Smiling, Elizabeth suddenly leaned forward, and, with a glance of satisfaction towards the Duke's Daughter, who was present, said: "I had not thought to find so much logic behind your rampant skull," she said. "You've spoken well, Rozel, and you shall speak by the book to the end, if you will save your friends. What concern is it of yours whether Michel de la Foret live or die?"
Leicester's dark face and its sardonic look, his lithe figure, the nervous strength of his bearing, were in strong contrast to the bulking breadth, the perspiring robustness of Lempriere of Rozel. It was not easy of belief that Lempriere should be set to fight this toreador of a fighting Court.
In reply to the Seigneur, Monsieur Aubert said that he was conscious of an honour, and referred Monsieur to his daughter, who must answer for herself; but he must tell Monsieur of Rozel that Monsieur's religion would, in his own sight, be a high bar to the union.
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