She arose and made a low reverence when Richard entered, resumed her seat at his command, and, when he sat down beside her, waited, without uttering a syllable, until he should communicate his pleasure.
Richard, whose custom it was to be familiar with Edith, as their relationship authorized, felt this reception chilling, and opened the conversation with some embarrassment.
"Our fair cousin," he at length said, "is angry with us; and we own that strong circumstances have induced us, without cause, to suspect her of conduct alien to what we have ever known in her course of life.

But while we walk in this misty valley of humanity, men will mistake shadows for substances.

Can my fair cousin not forgive her somewhat vehement kinsman Richard ?" "Who can refuse forgiveness to RICHARD," answered Edith, "provided Richard can obtain pardon of the KING ?" "Come, my kinswoman," replied Coeur de Lion, "this is all too solemn.
By Our Lady, such a melancholy countenance, and this ample sable veil, might make men think thou wert a new-made widow, or had lost a betrothed lover, at least.

Cheer up! Thou hast heard, doubtless, that there is no real cause for woe; why, then, keep up the form of mourning ?" "For the departed honour of Plantagenet--for the glory which hath left my father's house." Richard frowned.

"Departed honour! glory which hath left our house!" he repeated angrily.