6/27 We quiet people fancy that all the world knows our affairs. And it was in my mind that you had a tenderness that way yourself. I knew not how you would take it." Then we both laughed, but it was not a hearty laughter, for each feared the other a little, as it seemed. "I had thought that I must break this matter gently to you." "Maybe you would have had to do so had I bided at Penhurst much longer," said I truly enough. Who is the man of Sexberga's choice ?" "Eldred of Dallington," said he. |