5/17 All unbonneted and made way for him, while he kept repeating carelessly, "No haste--no haste: I shall arrive soon enough at the place I am bound for. How's this--a damsel of the joyous science? Stand still, my merry men; never was minstrelsy marred for me. A good voice, by the mass! Begin me that lay again, sweetheart." Louise did not know the person who addressed her; but the general respect paid by all around, and the easy and indifferent manner in which it was received, showed her she was addressed by a man of the highest quality. She recommenced her lay, and sung her best accordingly; while the young duke seemed thoughtful and rather affected towards the close of the ditty. |