Yet what ails you, sweetheart, that you do not stand upon your feet ?" "Little, dear wife, little," he answered in a cheerful voice.

"My foot is somewhat crushed, that is all.

Still 'tis true that had it not been for this brave knight and his squire I must have lain where I was till I perished." Now Lady Carleon raised herself slightly and looked at Hugh and Dick, who stood together, bewildered and overwhelmed.
"Heaven's blessings be on your heads," she exclaimed, "for these Venetians would surely have left him to his doom.

Ah, I thought that it was you who must die to-day, but now I know it is I, and perchance my lord.

Physician," she added after a pause, "trouble not with me, for my hour has come; I feel it at my heart.