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Simon Dale

CHAPTER XIII
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Doubtless there were great bargains of policy a-making here in the Castle, and the nature of them I made shift to guess.

What was it to throw in a trifle on either side, barter Barbara Quinton against the French lady, and content two Princes at a price so low as the dishonour of two ladies?
That was the game; otherwise, whence came M.de Perrencourt's court and Monmouth's deference?
The King saw eye to eye with M.de Perrencourt, and the King's son did not venture to thwart him.

What matter that men spoke of other loves which the French King had?
The gallants of Paris might think us in England rude and ignorant, but at least we had learnt that a large heart was a prerogative of royalty which even the Parliament dared not question.
With a new loathing I loathed it all, for it seemed now to lay aside its trappings of pomp and brilliancy, of jest and wit, and display itself before me in ugly nakedness, all unashamed.

In sudden frenzy I sat up in my bed, crying, "Heaven will find a way!" For surely heaven could find one, where the devil found so many! Ah, righteous wert thou, Simon Dale, so soon as unrighteousness hurt thee! But Phineas Tate might have preached until the end of time.
Earlier than usual by an hour Jonah Wall came up from the town where he was lodged, but he found me up and dressed, eager to act, ready for what might chance.

I had seen little of the fellow lately, calling on him for necessary services only, and ridding myself of his sombre company as quickly as I could.


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