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Updated: May 23, 2025
News did not travel very fast to Whitburn, but one summer's day a tall, gallant, fair-faced esquire, in full armour of the cumbrous plate fashion, rode up to the gate, and blew the family note on his bugle. "My son! my son Rob," cried the lady, starting up from the cushions with which Grisell had furnished her settle.
The knaves go all agee when both my lord and myself have our backs turned, and my lad bairns worth a dozen of yon whining maid should no longer be left to old Cuthbert Ridley and Nurse. Now the Queen and Somerset have their way 'tis all misrule, and who knows what the Scots may do?" "There are Nevils and Dacres enough between Whitburn and the Border," observed the Earl gravely.
In front of a high-roofed house with a projecting upper story, hung a sign bearing a green serpent on a red ground, over a stall, open to the street, which the owner was sheltering with a deep canvas awning. "Hola, Master Lambert Groats," called Ridley. "Here's the young demoiselle of Whitburn would have some dealings with you."
The Countess was glad to get Lady Whitburn out of the room, but both she and her Earl had a very trying evening, in trying to keep the peace between the two parents. Sir William Copeland was devoted to the Somerset family, of whom he held his manor; and had had a furious quarrel with the Baron of Whitburn, when both were serving in France.
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