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HOW PETER MET THE SPANIARD
JOHN CASTELL
PETER GATHERS VIOLETS
LOVERS DEAR
CASTELL'S SECRET
FAREWELL
NEWS FROM SPAIN
D'AGUILAR SPEAKS
THE SNARE
THE CHASE
THE MEETING ON THE SEA
FATHER HENRIQUES
THE ADVENTURE OF THE INN
INEZ AND HER GARDEN
PETER PLAYS A PART
BETTY SHOWS HER TEETH
THE PLOT
THE HOLY HERMANDAD
BETTY PAYS HER DEBTS
ISABELLA OF SPAIN
BETTY STATES HER CASE
THE DOOM OF JOHN CASTELL
FATHER HENRIQUES AND THE BAKER'S OVEN
THE FALCON STOOPS
HOW THE _MARGARET_ WON OUT TO SEA
ENVOI

yourself?" 

 

"I can bear no more of this play," he said. "Mistress Margaret, I bid 

you farewell. God go with you!" And he brushed past her. 

 

"Peter," she said when he had gone a few yards, "would you have these 

violets as a farewell gift?" 

 

He turned and hesitated. 

 

"Come, then, and take them." 

 

So back he came, and with little trembling fingers she began to fasten 

the flowers to his doublet, bending ever nearer as she fastened, until 

her breath played upon his face, and her hair brushed his bonnet. Then, 

it matters not how, once more the violets fell to earth, and she sighed, 

and her hands fell also, and he put his strong arms round her and drew 

her to him and kissed her again and yet again on the hair and eyes and 

lips; nor did Margaret forbid him. 

 

At length she thrust him from her and, taking him by the hand, led him 

to the seat beneath the elms, and bade him sit at one end of it, while 

she sat at the other. 

 

"Peter," she whispered, "I wish to speak with you when I can get my 

breath. Peter, you think poorly of me, do you not? No--be silent; it is 

my turn to talk. You think that I am heartless, and have been playing 

with you. Well, I only did it to make sure that you really do love me, 

since, after that--accident of a while ago (when we were picking up the 

violets, I mean), you would have been in honour bound to say it, would 

you not? Well, now I am quite sure, so I will tell you something. I love 

you many times as well as you love me, and have done so for quite as 

long. Otherwise, should I not have married some other suitor, of whom 

there have been plenty? Aye, and I will tell you this to my sin and 

shame, that once I grew so angry with you because you would not speak or 

give some little sign, that I went near to it. But at the last I could 

not, and sent him about his business also. Peter, when I saw you last 

night facing that swordsman with but a staff, and thought that you must 

die, oh! then I knew all the truth, and my heart was nigh to bursting, 

as, had you died, it would have burst. But now it is all done with, and 

we know each other's secret, and nothing shall ever part us more till 

death comes to one or both." 

 

Thus Margaret spoke, while he drank in her words as desert sands, 

parched by years of drought, drink in the rain--and watched her face, 

out of which all mischief and mockery had departed, leaving it that of a 

most beauteous and most earnest woman, to whom a sense of the weight of 


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