But it is right that I should say, Sir, that I am no match for my cousin Margaret.

The lands which should have been mine are gone, and I have nothing save what you pay me for my poor help in this trade; whereas she has, or will have, much." Castell's eyes twinkled; the answer amused him.
"At least you have an upright heart," he said, "for what other man in such a case would argue against himself?
Also, you are of good blood, and not ill to look on, or so some maids might think; whilst as for wealth, what said the wise king of my people ?--that ofttimes riches make themselves wings and fly away.

Moreover, man, I have learned to love and honour you, and sooner would I leave my only child in your hands than in those of any lord in England." "I know not what to say," broke in Peter.
"Then say nothing.

It is your custom, and a good one--only listen.

Just now you spoke of your Essex lands in the fair Vale of Dedham as gone.
Well, they have come back, for last month I bought them all, and more, at a price larger than I wished to give because others sought them, and but this day I have paid in gold and taken delivery of the title.