Ghysbrecht stared at them.
"What! you knew it ?" "Carry this tale to those who know not my son, Gerard.

Women are nought to him." "Other women, mayhap.

But this one is the apple of his eye to him, or will be, if you part them not, and soon.

Come, dame, make me not waste time and friendly counsel: my servant has seen them together a score times, handed, and reading babies in one another's eyes like--you know, dame--you have been young, too." "Girl, I am ill at ease.

Yea, I have been young, and know how blind and foolish the young are.