But now Barbara's modesty took alarm; the signal of confusion flew in her cheeks, and she looked round, distressed to see how many watched them.

Monmouth cared not a jot.

I made bold to slip across to Carford, and said to him in a low tone, "My lord, his Grace makes Mistress Barbara too much marked.

Can't you contrive to interrupt him ?" He stared at me with a smile of wonder.

But something in my look banished his smile and set a frown in its place.
"Must I have more lessons in manners from you, sir ?" he asked.