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Updated: June 20, 2025
Ah, messire, when thou shalt be Duke indeed, think kindly on the poor Winfrida, for as I most truly love the Duchess " here needs must she sigh amain and turn aside her shapely head, and thereafter spake, clear and loud: "so will I love thee also!" Then, while he yet stood abashed by the touch of her and the look in her eyes, she caught his hand to her lips and fled away out of the arbour.
"Nay, touch me not my lord, lest thou repent hereafter for now do I see that happiness is not for me now must I say such words as shall slay thy love for me, so touch me not." "Ha, never say so!" cried Sir Jocelyn, "not touch thee? art not mine own beloved Mellent?" "Nay, I am the lady Winfrida " "Thou Winfrida the rich and proud in these rags? Thou, Winfrida the Fair? thy raven hair "
But now, even as they fell on their knees, 'mid cries of gratitude and joyful acclaim, she, smiling and gracious, passed out of the hall: yet, as she went, beckoned the lady Winfrida to follow. Being come into her chamber, all three, the Duchess sank down beside the open lattice and looked out upon the garden all bathed in the tender radiance of the moon.
"Thou!" saith Beltane, staring in amaze, "ne'er hast thou seen me until this day!" "Verily, messire O messire, thou hast indeed seen me ere this and to my bitter sorrow for I who speak am the lady Winfrida " "Nay nay " stammered Beltane, "here is thing impossible thy night-black hair " O indeed, indeed I who speak to thee am the wicked Winfrida Winfrida the Sorrowful!"
"Roger," said he, "thou art afraid of bats and owls, yet, forsooth, art a wiser man than I. Bring hither the horse." In a while cometh Sir Jocelyn and the lady Winfrida, hand in hand, aglow with happiness, yet with eyes moistly bright under the moon. "Good comrade-in-arms," quoth Beltane, "Mortain lieth far hence; now here is a goodly horse "
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