—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. “I have not the least
idea who he is. There are no funerals among the poor, only
burials. Do you want me, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of
rapture. "
"What do you require further?" asked Jonathan. She would never
look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she
lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. "The name and rank of Thames Darrell's father," said the knight.
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