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Satchell considered that Tiffany was like to be embarrassed by the attentions of the gentry, or whether she considered that those attentions diverted too much notice from herself as the heroine of the servants' hall, she certainly came to the rescue, edging her bulk between the girl and Ingrow. "She is too green for your grace," she insisted. "You need a fine woman like me for your flag-bearer."
"Madam, I am, as I hope, a gentleman, and as for the country knowledge, I have lived its life in many lands and learned something by the way." "And now," Brilliana bantered on, "you boast some science of the still-room, and Mistress Satchell speaks of a Spanish manner of grilling capons.
Satchell, who delivered so lusty a thrust with her weapon that Halfman was obliged to skip back briskly to avoid bringing his breast acquainted with her steel. "Nay, woman, warily!" he shouted, half laughing, half angry. "Play your play more tamely. I am no rascally Roundhead." Mrs. Satchell grounded her weapon and wiped the sweat from her shining forehead with the back of her red hand.
Casson himself, the personal witness to the stranger's visit, pronounced contemptuously to be nothing better than a bailiff, such as Satchell had been before him. No one had thought of denying Mr. Casson's testimony to the fact that he had seen the stranger; nevertheless, he proffered various corroborating circumstances.
Lord Fawley gasped as the virago swaggered towards his companions, and young Ingrow popped his handkerchief into his mouth and bit at it while he stared with eyes of nursery wonder at the dame. Radlett winked as if dazzled by the whimsical apparition, and Sir Rufus, familiar with Mrs. Satchell and her vagaries, was the only member of his party who kept his countenance unchanged on her entrance.
You know I told you I had quite given up arguing the matter with him I thought it was hopeless but yesterday morning he asked me to come in here to him before I went out, and astonished me by saying that he had decided on all the new arrangements he should make in consequence of old Satchell being obliged to lay by work, and that he intended to employ Adam in superintending the woods at a salary of a guinea a-week, and the use of a pony to be kept here.
"Well," he said, "if your stomach is stayed, are you for a stroll in the gardens will you see lawns and parks of fairyland?" Evander willingly acquiesced, and the strangely assorted pair rose and quitted the chamber. They met Mistress Satchell on the threshold, and Tiffany hiding slyly behind her highness.
He slashed the razor in all directions until he made an opening: he rushed through this; and, notwithstanding he was fired at, and I believe wounded, he effected his escape, was subsequently retaken, and again made his escape with Satchell, who after this was shot by a policeman. 'Torrens was retaken, tried, and recommended to mercy.
"Our lady," she whispered to Mistress Satchell, who had barely time to compose her ruffled countenance when Brilliana came through the yew arch and paused on the edge of the pleasaunce surveying the belligerents with an amused smile. "What are you two brawling about?" she asked, as she moved slowly towards the marble seat. Tiffany thrust in the first word.
Satchell, taking her post in the now restored line, shook her red fist at the delinquent. "He had best not damage me," she thundered, "or I'll damage him to some purpose." "Silence in the ranks!" Halfman commanded, sharply. "Charge your pikes," he ordered. This order was obeyed indifferently and tamely enough by all save the egregious Mrs.
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