The exquisite beauty of Mistress Amy Robsart, as she grew up from childhood to woman, could not escape one whom circumstances obliged to be so constantly in her company--I loved her, in short, mine host, and her father saw it." "And crossed your true loves, no doubt ?" said mine host.

"It is the way in all such cases; and I judge it must have been so in your instance, from the heavy sigh you uttered even now." "The case was different, mine host.

My suit was highly approved by the generous Sir Hugh Robsart; it was his daughter who was cold to my passion." "She was the more dangerous enemy of the two," said the innkeeper.

"I fear me your suit proved a cold one." "She yielded me her esteem," said Tressilian, "and seemed not unwilling that I should hope it might ripen into a warmer passion.

There was a contract of future marriage executed betwixt us, upon her father's intercession; but to comply with her anxious request, the execution was deferred for a twelvemonth.