You said that your sword was mine; now bring your wit to the same service!" There was not time to question her meaning.

The man whose position in the realm had just been announced by the Secretary, and of whom we had all heard as one not unlikely to supplant even Buckingham himself, was close at hand.

The Governor, headpiece in hand, stepped forward; the other swept off his Spanish hat; both bowed profoundly.
"I speak to his Honor the Governor of Virginia ?" inquired the newcomer.
His tone was offhand, his hat already back upon his head.
"I am George Yeardley, at my Lord Carnal's service," answered the Governor.
The favorite raised his eyebrows.

"I don't need to introduce myself, it seems," he said.

"You've found that I am not the devil, after all,--at least not the Spanish Apollyon.