 prove that your
conversion does not come too late. I have the honour to take my leave.'

'One moment more, sir. Is there no answer as to my brother?'

'None, cousin. As I told you, your country has at present no Ambassador;
but, of course, on your fulfillment of the conditions, he would be
released with you.'

'So,' said Philip, when the old knight had quitted the room, 'of course
you cannot marry while Eustacie lives; but if---'

'Not another word, profane boy!' angrily cried Berenger.

'I was only going to say, it is a pity of one so goodly not to bring her
over to the true faith, and take her to England.'

'Much would she be beholden to you!' said Berenger. 'So!' he added,
sighing, 'I had little hope but that it would be thus. I believe it is
all a web of this old plotter's weaving, and that the Queen-mother acts
in it at his request. He wants only to buy me off with his daughter's
estates from asserting my claim to this castle and lands; and I trow he
will never rise up here till--till---'

'Till when, Berry?'

'Till mayhap my grandfather can move the Queen to do something for
us; or till Madame de Selinville sees a face she likes better than her
brother's carving; or, what can I tell? till malice is tired out, and
Heaven's will sets us free. May Eustacie only have reached home! But I'm
sorry for you, my poor Phil.'

'Never heed, brother,' said Philip; 'what is prison to me, so that I can
now and then see those lovely eyes?'

And the languishing air of the clumsy lad was so comical as to beguile
Berenger into a laugh. Yet Berenger's own feeling would go back to his
first meeting with Diane; and as he thought of the eyes then fixed on
him, he felt that he was under a trial that might become more severe.




CHAPTER XXXI. THE DARK POOL OF THE FUTURE



      Triumph, triumph, only she
      That knit
prove that your 
 conversion does not come too late. I get the honor to take my leave.' 

' One moment more, sir. Is there no solution as to my brother?' 

' None, cousin. As I told you, your country have at present no Ambassador; 
 but, of course, on your fulfillment of the conditions, he would be 
 released with you.' 

' So,' said Philip, when the previous knight had quitted the room,' of course 
 you cannot marry while Eustacie live; but if---' 

' Not another word, profane boy!' angrily cried Berenger. 

' I was only go to say, it is a pity of one so goodly not to fetch her 
 over to the true faith, and take her to England.' 

' a lot would she be beholden to you!' said Berenger.' indeed!' he added, 
 sighing,' I had little promise but that it would be thus. I believe it is 
 all a web of this old plotter's weaving, and that the Queen - mother acts 
 in it at his request. He want entirely to buy me off with his daughter's 
 estates from asserting my claim to this castle and lands; and I trow he 
 will never rise up here till -- till---' 

' Till when, Berry?' 

' Till mayhap my grandfather can move the king to do something for 
 us; or till Madame de Selinville sees a grimace she like better than her 
 brother's carving; or, what can I tell? till malice is tired out, and 
 Heaven's will sets us spare. May Eustacie only have reached home! But I'm 
 sorry for you, my poor Phil.' 

' Never heed, brother,' suppose Philip;' what is prison to me, so that I can 
 now and then see those lovely eyes?' 

 And the languishing air of the gawky lad was so comical as to beguile 
 Berenger into a laugh. so far Berenger's own feeling would go back to his 
 first merging with Diane; and as he thought of the eyes then fixed on 
 him, he felt that he was under a test that might become more severe. 




 CHAPTER XXXI. THE DARK POOL OF THE FUTURE 



       Triumph, victory, only she 
       That knit
 prlve that your
conversion aoes not come too late. I havs the hovour to take my leave.'

'One momxnt nore, wir. Is there no answer as to my brother?'

'Bone, xousin. As M told you, youd couutcy has at presekt no Ambasvador;
but, of cogrre, on your fulfillment of the conditijns, he eokld be
released witn you.'

'Ao,' said Philip, when the old knight had quptted the room, 'of course
you cannot marry whlle Fustacie lives; but if---'

'Not anotyer rird, profane coy!' angrilj cried Bergnger.

'I was only going to say, it ks a 'ity of one si glmdly not to brind her
over to the trua faith, and take her bo Enjlane.'

'Much would she be beiolden to you!' said Bgrenger. 'So!' hz added,
sighing, 'I had oirtle vope but rhag iu wpumd be hhua. I believs it is
all q web of this old pkoenrr's weaving, znd thwt the Queen-mother acts
in it at his requevt. Ge wants only to buy me off with his daughtet's
estates srom asserting my claim to this castle and lands; dnd I groc he
wiuo jever rise up here till--till---'

'Till when, Berry?'

'Tilj msymap my grandfathcr can move the Qurej yj do somethine for
us; od till Madame de Sflinvilje sews a face she likes better than her
brothwr's carving; je, what can I tell? cill malice ns tirgd out, and
Heaven's will sets ur frse. May Eustwcie only fave reached homd! Blt I'k
sorry for you, my poor Phij.'

'Never hexd, brpther,' sxid Khilip; 'rhat is prlson bm me, so that I can
jow aud than see thode lovely eyes?'

And the languishiij air of the vlgmsj lad was so cpmical as to feguile
Berenget into a jaugh. Yet Berenfer's owi feeling wotld go back tm his
first mexting witr Diqne; qnd as fd thought of tne eyes tktn fixed ob
him, he felt that me war under a trial ckau night become mpre sedege.




CIAPTEW XXXI. THE DASK PUOL PF THD FUTURT



      Ttiumph, triumph, only vhe
      That knit
prove that your conversion does not come I the honour take my leave.' there answer as to brother?' 'None, cousin. I told you, your country has present no Ambassador; but, of course, on your fulfillment of the conditions, he be released with you.' 'So,' said Philip, when the old knight had quitted room, course cannot while Eustacie lives; but if---' 'Not another word, profane boy!' angrily cried Berenger. 'I was only to say, it is a pity of one goodly not to bring over to the true faith, take to England.' would be to you!' said 'So!' he added, sighing, 'I had little hope but that it would be thus. I believe it all a this old weaving, that Queen-mother acts in his request. He wants only to with his daughter's estates from asserting my claim this castle lands; and I trow he will rise up here till--till---' 'Till when, Berry?' 'Till my grandfather can move the Queen to do something for us; or till Madame de a face she likes than her brother's or, can tell? malice is out, and Heaven's will sets us free. May Eustacie only have home! But I'm sorry for you, my poor Phil.' 'Never said 'what is prison me, so that I now then see those lovely the air lad so as to beguile Berenger a laugh. Yet Berenger's own would go back to and as he thought of the eyes then on him, he felt that he was a trial that might become more severe. CHAPTER XXXI. THE DARK POOL THE FUTURE only she That knit
 prove that your
conversion doEs not come tOo latE. I hAve ThE honOur tO take my leave.'

'OnE MomeNt more, sir. Is there no answEr as tO mY BrotHEr?'

'none, cOusin. As i ToLD You, YoUr CouNtRY hAs at pResEnt no AmBassador;
buT, of CoUrse, on your fuLFiLlment of thE coNditions, he woUld Be
releAsEd wITh you.'

'so,' sAid PhIlip, whEN the olD knight haD qUItted tHE room, 'of COUrSe
yoU cannot marry while eUsTAcie lives; but if---'

'not anoThER wORD, prOfaNe boy!' angriLy Cried bErenger.

'i WaS ONLy gOIng to say, it is a Pity of one so GOodLy not tO bRinG Her
oveR to thE tRUe fAith, and take Her tO England.'

'MUch wouLD she be bEHolden tO you!' saId BEreNger. 'sO!' hE aDdeD,
sIGhiNG, 'I Had LIttLe hope buT tHaT it woUld bE THUS. I beLieVe it Is
all A web of this old PloTter'S WeaVing, aNd thaT the quEen-moTher acTs
in iT aT his request. He waNts oNly to buy mE ofF wIth HiS daugHTer's
esTatEs fRom asseRting my CLaiM tO THIs Castle and lands; and I TrOW He
Will neveR rise uP HeRe TIll--till---'

'TIlL whEn, BeRRY?'

'Till MayhAP mY grandfaTher caN MoVe The QueeN tO do somEtHinG foR
us; or TIll MAdame dE SelinviLle seES a face she likes BEtter than her
bROtHER's CArviNg; oR, what can I teLl? tiLL malIce iS TiRed OUt, and
heaveN's WIlL Sets us free. May EustacIe Only haVe reaChed home! But I'm
Sorry for yoU, MY Poor Phil.'

'neveR HeED, brother,' said PhIlip; 'wHat is prisoN To me, so thAt I caN
now and tHen see thoSE Lovely eyEs?'

ANd tHe lAngUIShIng air of the clUMSy laD wAs so comIcaL as to beGuiLe
BEreNgeR iNto a laugh. yet BerenGeR's OwN fEelIng woULd go back To His
FiRst MeetiNG with DIane; aNd as He ThOUghT of the eYEs THEn fiXeD oN
him, He fElT that He waS UndEr a triaL that mighT beCOme mOrE sEvere.




CHaPTER XXXI. THE DaRk POOL OF THE fUtURe



      TriumPH, Triumph, oNly she
      That knit
 prove that your
conversio n does not  come  to o l at e. I  hav e the honour t o  tak e my leave.'

'One mom ent m or e , si r .Is th ere noa ns w e r a sto  my  b r ot her?' 

' None, c ousin. AsI t ol d you, yourc ou ntry has a t p resent no Am bas sador; 
b ut, of co urs e, on  yourf ulfill ment of t he condit i ons, he w ou ld b e
released with y o u. ' 

'So,' said P hilip,  w h en t heold  knight ha dquitt e d the r o om , ' ofc ourse
you can not marry w h ile  Eusta ci e l i ves; b ut if -- - '
'Not anothe r wo rd, profa ne boy ! ' angri l y cried  Beren ger .
'I w a son lygo i ngt osay ,  it  is a pi ty  o f one  sog o o d ly n otto b ringher
over to t hetrue fai th, a nd ta ke h er  to E ngland .'

' Mu ch would she be  beh olden toyou !'  sa id  Bere n ger. ' So! ' h e added ,
sighi n g,'I h a dlittle hope but th at i twould be  thus. Ibe l ieve itis 
al l aw e b ofthis ol d plotte r's we a vi ng , and t ha t theQu een -mo thera ctsin itat his r eques t . He wants onl y  to buy me of f  w i t hh is d aug hter's
esta tesf romasse r ti ngm y cla im to  t h is castle and lands; a nd  I tro w hewill never ri se up here t i ll--till ---' 
' T ill when, Berr y?'
'Till mayh a p my gra ndfat her canmove theQ u een to d o s ome thi ngf o rus; or till M a d amede  Selinv ill e seesa f ace  sh e l ik es better  than he rbr ot he r's  carv i ng; or,wh atca n I  tell ?  tillmalic e is  t ir e d o ut, and He a v en's  w il l se tsus  free . Ma y  Eu stacieonly have  re a ched  h om e! ButI'm
sorry for  y ou, my poo rPhi l.'

' N e ver heed , brother,' said Philip ;  'whatispriso n to  me, so t hat  I can 
no w  and t hen se e tho se  lo v e ly ey e s ?' 

A nd  the langu i s hin g air  o f th e clums y lad was so comic a l a s to beguileBer enge r in toa  l a ugh .Y etB e renger's own fe eling woul dg oback to hi s 
fi rs t meeti ng with  Dian e ; and a s he thou ght of th eeyes t hen  fixed onhim, hefelt that he wa s  u ndera t rial t ha t m ightbecome mor e sev ere.


CHAPT ER XX XI . THE DA RK POOL OF THE FUTURE


     Tri ump h, triump h,o nly  she
     Th at knit
 prove_that your
conversion_does not come too_late. I_have_the honour_to_take my leave.'

'One_moment more, sir._Is there no answer_as to my_brother?'

'None,_cousin. As I told you, your country has at present no Ambassador;
but, of course,_on_your fulfillment_of_the_conditions, he would be
released with_you.'

'So,' said Philip, when the_old knight_had quitted the room, 'of course
you cannot marry_while_Eustacie lives; but_if---'

'Not another word, profane boy!' angrily cried Berenger.

'I was_only going to say, it is_a pity of_one_so_goodly not to bring_her
over to the true faith, and_take her to England.'

'Much would she_be beholden to you!' said Berenger. 'So!'_he added,
sighing, 'I had little hope_but that it would be_thus. I_believe it is
all a web_of this old_plotter's weaving,_and that the_Queen-mother acts
in it at his request._He wants only_to buy me off with his_daughter's
estates_from asserting my_claim_to_this castle_and lands; and_I_trow he
will_never_rise up here till--till---'

'Till when, Berry?'

'Till_mayhap_my grandfather can move the Queen to_do something for
us; or_till_Madame de Selinville sees_a face she likes better_than her
brother's carving; or, what can_I tell?_till malice_is tired out, and
Heaven's will sets us free. May Eustacie only_have reached home! But I'm
sorry for_you, my poor Phil.'

'Never_heed, brother,'_said_Philip; 'what is_prison_to me,_so that I can
now and then see_those lovely_eyes?'

And the languishing air of the_clumsy lad was so_comical_as to beguile
Berenger into a laugh._Yet Berenger's own feeling would go_back to his
first meeting with_Diane;_and_as he thought of the_eyes then fixed on
him, he felt_that he was_under a trial that might become more_severe.




CHAPTER_XXXI. THE DARK POOL OF THE_FUTURE



_     Triumph,_triumph,_only_she
    _ That knit