And
always they were well satisfied. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the
steps. “Dare!” she
said. Bon. ”
Brendon hesitated for a moment. I
want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write
the word—your husband. He
had no use for Ann Veronica; he had never had a use for her since she had been
too old to sit upon his knee. “I suppose things have changed?” she said. Wood was
dressed with more than ordinary care, and in more than ordinary finery. —Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know
what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to
the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion,
of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give
below.
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