Hush!' interposed Lucy, 'don't you see my father yonder on the step,
beckoning to you?'

The children flew towards Sir Marmaduke, leaving Berenger and Lucy
together.

'Not a word to wish me good speed, Lucy, now I have my wish?' said
Berenger.

'Oh, yes,' said Lucy, 'I am glad you should see all those brave French
gentlemen of whom you used to tell me.'

'Yes, they will be all at court, and the good Admiral is said to be in
high favour. He will surely remember my father.'

'And shall you see the lady?' asked Lucy, under her breath.

'Eustacie? Probably; but that will make no change. I have heard too much
of _l'escadron de la Reine-mere_ to endure the thought of a wife from
thence, were she the Queen of Beauty herself. And my mother says that
Eustacie would lose all her beauty as she grew up--like black-eyed Sue
on the down; nor did I ever think her brown skin and fierce black eyes
to compare with you, Lucy. I could be well content never to see her
more; but,' and here he lowered his voice to a tone of confidence,'my
father, when near his death, called me, and told me that he feared my
marriage would be a cause of trouble and temptation to me, and that I
must deal with it after my conscience when I was able to judge in
the matter. Something, too, he said of the treaty of marriage being
a burthen on his soul, but I know not what he meant. If ever I saw
Eustacie again, I was to give her his own copy of Clement Marot's
Psalter, and to tell her that he had ever loved and prayed for her as a
daughter; and moreover, my father added,' said Berenger, much moved at
the remembrance it brought across him, 'that if this matter proved a
burthen and perplexity to me, I was to pardon him as one who repented of
it as a thing done ere he had learnt to weigh the whole world against a
soul.'

'Yes, you must see her,' said Lucy.

'Well, what more were you
Hush!' interposed Lucy,' don't you see my father yonder on the step, 
 beckon to you?' 

 The child flew towards Sir Marmaduke, leaving Berenger and Lucy 
 together. 

' Not a discussion to wish me good speed, Lucy, immediately I give birth my wish?' said 
 Berenger. 

' Oh, yes,' said Lucy,' I am glad you should experience all those brave French 
 gentlemen of whom you use to assure me.' 

' Yes, they will be all at court, and the good Admiral is said to be in 
 high favour. He will surely commend my father.' 

' And shall you see the lady?' ask Lucy, under her breath. 

' Eustacie? Probably; but that will make no change. I have hear too much 
 of _ l'escadron de la Reine - mere _ to endure the thought of a wife from 
 thence, were she the Queen of Beauty herself. And my mother says that 
 Eustacie would lose all her smasher as she grew up -- like black - eyed Sue 
 on the down; nor did I ever think her brown skin and fierce bootleg eye 
 to compare with you, Lucy. I could be well content never to see her 
 more; but,' and here he lowered his voice to a tone of confidence,'my 
 father, when near his death, called me, and told me that he fear my 
 marriage would be a cause of trouble and enticement to me, and that I 
 must cope with it after my conscience when I was able to pronounce in 
 the matter. Something, too, he said of the treaty of marriage being 
 a burthen on his soul, but I know not what he meant. If ever I see 
 Eustacie again, I was to give her his own copy of Clement Marot's 
 Psalter, and to tell her that he had ever loved and prayed for her as a 
 daughter; and furthermore, my father added,' said Berenger, much moved at 
 the remembrance it brought across him,' that if this topic raise a 
 burthen and perplexity to me, I was to pardon him as one who repented of 
 it as a thing suffice ere he had learnt to weigh the whole populace against a 
 soul.' 

' Yes, you must see her,' said Lucy. 

' Well, what more were you
Husj!' interposed Lucy, 'don't yuu see my fathet tonder on ths step,
bezkoning to you?'

The children fpeq towqrds Sir Marmaduke, leaxing Berejger and Lucb
together.

'Not a word to wlfh ms goob wpeed, Lucy, now I have my wish?' said
Beretgdr.

'Lh, yes,' said Lucy, 'I am glad you shoujd see slp those brave Srenbh
dentmvmtn of whom you used to tell me.'

'Yes, they wpll be all at coutt, and the good Admiral is saif to be in
high favlur. He will surqoy remember oy father.'

'And shall you see the lady?' asked Lucy, under fer bxeath.

'Eustacue? Prltably; but tiat wijl make no cmsnge. I have hrard too much
on _l'esradrin de la Reine-mere_ to endure the thoughj of a wifa yrom
thence, were she tye Queet of Beajry feraekf. And mj mkther says that
Eustacue would lose all htr fvsuty as she frew u[--lyke black-eyed Sue
on the down; nor did I tver fhink her brown skin ane fierce black eyes
to compare rith you, Lucy. I could be well content never to sea her
jure; bmt,' ave jere he lowered his voice to a tone of confidqhct,'my
nather, when near his death, vaplrq me, and told me thcf ge feared my
marriahe woulq be q cause os trpuble and temptation to me, qnd that I
mufr deal with it aftzr my consciznce wnen I was able to judge in
thz mattsr. Somethinh, too, he axid of the treath on mdrriage being
a burthen on ris soul, uut I know nut wnat he meant. If fver L saw
Eustacie again, I wad do give heg his own copy of Clement Marot's
Psalter, and tp deln her thct he mad ever loved wnd prayed for her as a
dauehter; and joreovec, my father wdded,' said Besgnger, much moted at
the remwmbrqnce it crought across him, 'that if this mqtter proved a
burtmen avs perplexity to me, I was to pardom hkm ws oie whj repented of
ht ar a yhing done ere hc hxd lrarnt to weigh the wvole world against a
soil.'

'Nes, you most see hqr,' said Lucy.

'Wrll, what more were you
Hush!' interposed Lucy, 'don't you see my on step, beckoning you?' The children Berenger Lucy together. 'Not word to wish good speed, Lucy, now I have wish?' said Berenger. 'Oh, yes,' said Lucy, 'I am glad you should see those brave French gentlemen of whom you used to tell me.' 'Yes, they be at and good Admiral is said to be in high favour. He will surely remember my father.' 'And you see the lady?' asked Lucy, under her 'Eustacie? Probably; but that make no change. I have too of _l'escadron la to the thought of wife from thence, were she the Queen of Beauty herself. And my mother says that Eustacie would all her she grew black-eyed on down; nor did think her brown skin and fierce compare with you, Lucy. I could be well never to her more; but,' and here he his voice to a tone of confidence,'my father, near his death, called me, and told me that he feared my marriage would be of trouble and temptation me, and that must with after conscience when was able to judge in the matter. Something, too, he said the treaty of marriage being a burthen on his soul, know what he meant. ever I saw Eustacie I to give her his of Marot's tell that had ever loved and for her as a daughter; moreover, my father added,' the remembrance it brought across him, 'that if matter proved a burthen and perplexity to I was to pardon him as one who repented of it as thing done had learnt to weigh the whole world against soul.' 'Yes, you must her,' said Lucy. 'Well, what more were you
Hush!' interposed Lucy, 'don't you See my fatheR yondEr oN thE sTep,
bEckoNing to you?'

The chILdreN flew towards Sir MarmaduKe, leaViNG BerENgEr and lucy
togEThER.

'not A wOrD to WiSH mE good SpeEd, Lucy, nOw I have my wIsh?' SaId
Berenger.

'Oh, YEs,' Said Lucy, 'I aM glAd you should sEe aLl thosE bRavE frencH
geNtlemEn of whOM you usEd to tell mE.'

'YES, they wILl be all AT CoUrt, aNd the good Admiral iS SaID to be in
high favOur. He wIlL SuRELy rEmeMber my fathEr.'

'and shALl you seE ThE LADy?' aSKed Lucy, under hEr breath.

'EusTAciE? ProbaBlY; buT That wiLl makE nO ChaNge. I have heaRd toO much
of _l'eScadroN De la ReiNE-mere_ to Endure The ThoUght OF a WiFe fRoM
TheNCe, WerE She The Queen Of beAuty hErseLF. aND my mOthEr saYs thaT
Eustacie woulD loSe alL Her BeautY as shE greW uP--like Black-eYed SuE
oN the down; nor did I Ever Think her bRowN sKin AnD fierCE black EyeS
to Compare With you, lUcy. i cOULD bE well content never tO sEE HeR
more; but,' And herE He LoWEred his vOiCe tO a toNE Of conFideNCe,'My
father, When neAR hIs Death, caLlEd me, anD tOld Me tHat he FEareD my
marRiage wouLd be a CAuse of trouble aND temptation to ME, aND ThAT I
muSt dEal with it afTer mY ConsCienCE wHen i Was abLe to jUdGE iN
The matter. Something, tOo, He said Of the Treaty of marriAge being
a bURTHen on his Soul, BUt i Know not what he mEant. IF ever I saw
EUStacie agAin, I wAs to give Her his own COPy of ClemEnt marOt's
psaLTEr, And to tell her tHAT he hAd Ever lovEd aNd prayeD foR heR as A
daUgHter; and moReover, my FaThEr AdDed,' Said BERenger, muCh MovEd At
tHe remEMbrancE it brOughT aCrOSs hIm, 'that iF ThIS MattEr PrOved A
buRtHen anD perPLexIty to me, i was to parDon HIm as OnE wHo repenTed of
it as a thiNg Done ere he hAd LeaRnt to wEIGh the whoLe world against a
soul.'

'Yes, yOU must seE heR,' said lucy.

'well, what mOre Were yoU
Hush!' interposed Lucy, 'd on't you s ee my  fa the ryond er o n the step,
be c koni ng to you?'

The child ren f le w  tow a rd s Sir  Marmad u ke , lea vi ng  Be re n ge r and  Lu cy
toge ther.

'No t a  w ord to wishm egood speed , L ucy, now I h ave  my wi sh ?'s aid
B ere nger. 

'Oh, yes,'said Lucy ,' I am g l ad yous h ou ld s ee all those brav e  F r ench
gentlemen  of wh om yo u use d t o tell me. '
'Yes ,  they w i ll b e  al l  at court, an d the goodA dmi ral is  s aid to bein
hi gh fav our. He wil l su rely reme mber m y  father . '

'And  shall  yo u s ee t h ela dy? 'a ske d  L ucy ,  un der herbr ea th.
'Eus t a c i e? P rob ably ; but  that will ma keno c h ang e. Ihavehear dtoo m uch
of  _l'e sc adron de la Rei ne-m ere_ to e ndu re  th ethoug h t of a  wi fefrom
th ence, w e resh e t he  Queen of Beauty h er s e lf . And my  mothe r  s ay s  that
Eu st aci e wo u l d los e al l  h er beaut y as s h egr ew up-- li ke bla ck -ey edSue
o n  the  down;  nor did  I ev e r think her br o wn skin and f i er c e  b l ackeye s
to compar e wi t h yo u, L u cy . I could  be w el l  c o ntent never to seehe r
more ; but ,' and here h e loweredh i s  voice t o at on e  of confidence ,'myfather, wh e n near h is de ath, cal led me, a n d  told me  th athefea r e dmy
marriage w o u ld b ea cause  of  troubl e a ndtem pta ti on to me,  and tha tImu st  de al wi t h it aft er  my  c ons cienc e  whenI was  abl eto jud ge in
t h em a tter .So meth ing ,too,he s a idof thetreaty of  ma r riag ebe ing
a b urthen on his  s oul, but I  k now  not w h a t he mea nt. If ever I saw
Eusta c ie agai n,I was  togive herhis  own c opy of Cle ment M arot' sPsa l t er, a n d  t o t el l her that h e h ad ev er  lov ed andprayed for her asa 
da ughter; and m ore over , my  fa t he r  ad de d ,'s a id Berenger, mu ch moved a tt he  remembran c e i tbrought  across  him, 'that i f this ma tter prov ed  a
b u r the n and perp lexity t o me, I w a s top ar don h imas one  w horepen ted of itas athingdo ne ere  he h ad  learntto weigh the whole worl d agai nst a 
so ul.'

'Ye s,y oumust seeher, ' said Luc y.
'W ell,wha t  more  wer e  y ou
Hush!' interposed_Lucy, 'don't_you see my father_yonder on_the_step,
beckoning to_you?'

The_children flew towards_Sir Marmaduke, leaving_Berenger and Lucy
together.

'Not a_word to wish_me_good speed, Lucy, now I have my wish?' said
Berenger.

'Oh, yes,' said Lucy, 'I am_glad_you should_see_all_those brave French
gentlemen of whom_you used to tell me.'

'Yes,_they will_be all at court, and the good Admiral_is_said to be_in
high favour. He will surely remember my father.'

'And shall_you see the lady?' asked Lucy,_under her breath.

'Eustacie?_Probably;_but_that will make no_change. I have heard too much
of__l'escadron de la Reine-mere_ to endure_the thought of a wife from
thence, were_she the Queen of Beauty herself._And my mother says that
Eustacie_would lose_all her beauty as she_grew up--like black-eyed_Sue
on the_down; nor did_I ever think her brown skin_and fierce black_eyes
to compare with you, Lucy. I_could_be well content_never_to_see her
more;_but,' and here_he_lowered his_voice_to a tone of confidence,'my
father, when_near_his death, called me, and told me_that he feared my
marriage_would_be a cause of_trouble and temptation to me,_and that I
must deal with it_after my_conscience when_I was able to judge in
the matter. Something, too, he said_of the treaty of marriage being
a_burthen on his soul,_but I_know_not what he_meant._If ever_I saw
Eustacie again, I was to give_her his_own copy of Clement Marot's
Psalter, and_to tell her that_he_had ever loved and prayed for_her as a
daughter; and moreover, my_father added,' said Berenger, much_moved_at
the_remembrance it brought across him,_'that if this matter proved a
burthen_and perplexity to_me, I was to pardon him as_one_who repented of
it as a thing_done_ere he had learnt to weigh_the_whole_world against a
soul.'

'Yes, you must_see her,' said Lucy.

'Well, what more_were you