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"Have a care for your crown," he shouted, confident in his stroke; but Evander met the blow instantly and wood only rattled on wood. "I have cared for it," he said, quietly, as he came on guard again, making no attempt to return Sir Blaise's attack. Sir Blaise reversed his tactics, feinted at Evander's head, and swept a furious semicircle at Evander's legs.
Though he hated the Puritan as cordially as if he had been a King's man all his days, he could not deny his courage, and his scene of effective action made him wish himself in Evander's place, taking the stage so skilfully and dominating the situation.
Sir Blaise knitted puzzled brows while Evander, having made the effective pause, continued, suavely: "In the which judgment they erred, for he does not merit so creditable a praise. Sure they can never have seen him who couple in any way the name of Sir Blaise Mickleton with the title of gentleman." Even Sir Blaise's dulness could not misinterpret Evander's meaning, and rage resumed its sway.
Pointing to Evander where he stood, irresolute in surprise, she commanded, "Secure that man!" Evander's resolution returned to him with the sound of her voice, but he was one against too many.
Shall we see how it would seem here for us two? Let us while away a wet morning by playing a stage play." Evander's heart leaped. "With you for the sweet scene in the garden," he cried. In a moment Brilliana was busy in the setting of her scene.
You, too, the twins Larides and Thymber, fell on the Rutulian fields, children of Daucus, indistinguishable for likeness and a sweet perplexity to your parents. But now Pallas made cruel difference between you; for thy head, Thymber, is swept off by Evander's sword; thy right hand, Larides, severed, seeks its master, and the dying fingers jerk and clutch at the sword.
To ascend to Alphonso III. was like fetching, as it was said, a claim from Evander's grandmother. Nevertheless, ever since Philip had been upon the Portuguese throne, Catherine had been watching the opportunity, not of unseating that sovereign, but of converting her claim into money. The Netherland embassy seemed to offer the coveted opportunity.
When she had advanced two or three paces she called to him: "Captain Cloud, pray favor me with your company for a few moments of speech." Evander's consciousness swam to the surface of a pool of gloomy thought at her summons. He rose on the instant and came down the hall towards her. "I am at your service, lady," he said. Brilliana watched him closely as she questioned.
Brilliana was not the only soul in England whose loyalty gave the King a kind of godhead, but if she had many peers she had none, nor could have, who overpassed her. On the morning of the third day of Evander's stay at Harby, Halfman sat on the edge of the table in the garden-room and stared through the open doorway into the green beyond.
Brilliana answered him with the dignity of a gracious and benevolent queen. "Do not withdraw, sir; you have the liberty of Loyalty House, and I would not have you avoid any part of its gardens." Evander bowed. Sir Blaise broke into a horse-laugh which grated more on Brilliana's ears than on Evander's. Brilliana was at heart rather angry that for once Puritan should show better than Cavalier.
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