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As this was said, Dick and his mistress turned towards the speaker, and beheld a tall man, masked, and muffled in a black cloak. "Heaven shield us! 'tis the Enemy!" exclaimed Gillian, trembling. "Not so, fair damsel," replied the disguised personage; "I am not the arch-enemy of man, neither am I enemy of yours, nor of Dick Taverner.
Taking compassion upon him, Dick Taverner threw him an oar, and, instantly grasping it, the Alsatian was in this way dragged ashore; presenting a very woful spectacle, his nether limbs being covered with slime, while the moisture poured from his garments, as it would from the coat of a water-spaniel.
To the sloe-eyed, deep-bosomed girl who lounged against the door-post to see so fine a company ride by, I gave an order to fetch the taverner. He came with a slouch, a bent back, and humble, timid eyes a very different attitude from that which he had last adopted towards me. "Where is my mule, you rogue?" quoth I. He looked at me askance. "Your mule, magnificent? said he.
Again farewell!" On this they separated: the young man sorrowfully departing, while her footsteps retreated in the opposite direction. Meanwhile the May games went forward on the green with increased spirit and merriment, and without the slightest hinderance. More than once the mummers had wheeled their mazy rounds, with Gillian and Dick Taverner footing it merrily in the midst of them.
Though evidently prepared for the scene that awaited him, and not overburthened with modesty, Dick Taverner could not help exhibiting considerable confusion; but the sight of his mistress somewhat restored him, and he pressed towards her. Sir Francis, however, stepped between them, exclaiming "Get hence, base varlet she is my wife."
The next night you removed to the Crown in Bishopgate Street, and as you did not care to return to your lodgings near Saint Botolph's Church without Aldgate, you privily despatched Dick Taverner to bring your horses from the Falcon in Gracechurch Street, where you had left them, with the foolhardy intention of setting forth this morning to Theobalds, to try and obtain an interview of the King."
"Do you hear that, grandsire? The beautiful lady is a countess. What an honour it would be to serve her!" "It might be," the old man replied, with hesitation, and in a whisper; "yet I do not exactly like the manner of it." "Don't accept the offer, Gillian. Don't go," said Dick Taverner, whose breast was full of uneasiness. "Your answer, my pretty maiden?" the Countess said, with a winning smile.
I got down and invited the suspicious scrutiny of the lantern-jawed taverner, who, for all that my appearance was humble enough in such garments as I wore, must have accounted me none the less of too fine an air for such a house as his. "Care for my beast," I bade him. "I shall stay here an hour or two." He nodded surlily, and led the mule away, whilst I entered the tavern's single room.
The Virginian officer looked towards Captain Benson, the master of the tavern, saying, "Captain Benson, you are an old frontier man, and an officer of ours, before you turned farmer and taverner. You will help me in this matter with yonder young gentleman?" said the Colonel. "I'll stand by and see fair play, Colonel. I won't have any hand in it, beyond seeing fair play.
The poor denounced May Queen, who on the rejection of her nosegay had flown back to Jocelyn, now looked doubly disconcerted at this direct attack upon her and her finery, and pouted her pretty lips in vexation. Dick Taverner, who stood by her side, seemed disposed to resent the affront, and shook his fist menacingly at the Puritan.
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