I am very sorry to displease you, but to my dog's death I cannot and will not consent.
Pardon me, my lord.' The last words brought with them a stifled sob, for she scarcely doubted any more that he was in earnest.
'It is assuredly not gratifying to a marquis of the king's making to have one of a damsel's dubbing take the precedence of him.

I fear you are a roundhead and hold by the parliament.

But no--that cannot be, for you are willing to forsake your new cousin for your old dog.

Nay, alas! it is your old cousin for your young dog.

Puritan! puritan! Well, it cannot be helped.