I was but seeking floss of the right hue, and found it difficult." "And with blue eyes ?" "True; or perhaps gray.

I could not state which.

I had naught in my box would serve to suit me for the eyes.

But how know you this, Mary Connynge ?" asked the Lady Catharine.
"Because I was making some such knight for myself," replied the other.
"See! He was to have been tall, of good figure, wearing a wide hat and plume withal.

But lest I spoil him, my knight--now a plague take me indeed if I do not ruin him complete!" So saying, she drew with vengeful fingers at the intricately woven silks until she had indeed undone all that had gone before.
"Nay, nay! Mary Connynge! Do not so!" replied Lady Catharine in expostulation.