The fellow was a kind of lawyer's clerk, but lean, and out at elbow.
"Then I sought 'Frida, my cousin.

She too had had a letter, giving the news.

She told me she long had feared this thing for me, knowing the heart of Humphry to be set on winning thee, and that Eleanor approved his suit, and having already heard that of late thou hadst inclined to smile on him.

She begged me to do nothing rash or hasty.
"'What good were it,' she said, 'to beg the King for leave to hasten home?
If you kill Humphry, Hugh, you do but make a widow of the woman you have loved; nor could you wed the widow of a man yourself had slain.

If Humphry kills you--well, a valiant arm is lost to the Holy Cause, and other hearts, more faithful than hers, may come nigh to breaking.