See to my gown, the third that I have befouled within the week.

Woe worth me when Agatha the tire-woman sets eyes upon it!" "And what then, lady ?" asked Alleyne.
"Why, then away ran Troubadour, for belike I spurred him in falling, and Bertrand rode after him as hard as hoofs could bear him.

When I rose there was the Socman himself by my side, with the news that I was on his land, but with so many courteous words besides, and such gallant bearing, that he prevailed upon me to come to his house for shelter, there to wait until the page return.

By the grace of the Virgin and the help of my patron St.Magdalen, I stopped short ere I reached his door, though, as you saw, he strove to hale me up to it.

And then--ah-h-h-h!"-- she shivered and chattered like one in an ague-fit.
"What is it ?" cried Alleyne, looking about in alarm.
"Nothing, friend, nothing! I was but thinking how I bit into his hand.
Sooner would I bite living toad or poisoned snake.