[St. George and St. Michael by George MacDonald]@TWC D-Link bookSt. George and St. Michael CHAPTER XXXIII 9/10
He is but blind nor' nor' west.
He playeth hoodman, and peepeth over his bandage.' 'My lord, you wrong me much,' said Dorothy, and burst into tears, while once more the red lava of the human centre rushed over her neck and brow.
'I did think that I had done enough both for my lord of Worcester and against Richard Heywood, and I did hope that he had escaped: there lies the worst I can lay to my charge even in thought, my lord, and I trust it is no more than may be found pardonable.' 'It sets an ill example to my quiet house if the ladies therein go anights to the gentlemen's chambers.' 'My lord, you are cruel,' said Dorothy. 'Not a soul in the house knows it but myself, my lord,' said mistress Watson. 'Hold there, my good woman! Whose hand was it turned the key upon her? More than thou must know thereof.
Hear me, mistress Dorothy: I would be heart-loath to quarrel with thee, and in all honesty I am glad thy lover--' 'He is no lover of mine, my lord! At least--' 'Be he what he may, he is a fine fellow, and I am glad he hath escaped. Do thou but find out for my lord Charles here the cursed rat-hole by which he goes and comes, and I will gladly forgive thee all the trouble thou hast brought into my sober house.
For truly never hath been in my day such confusion and uproar therein as since thou camest hither, and thy dog and thy lover and thy lover's mare followed thee.' 'Alas, my lord! if I were fortunate enough to find it, what would you but say I found it where I knew well to look for it ?' 'Find it, and I promise thee I will never say word on the matter again. Thou art a good girl, and thou do venture a hair too far for a lover. The still ones are always the worst, mistress Watson.' 'My lord! my lord!' cried Dorothy, but ended not, for his lordship gave a louder cry.
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