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Beatrix of Clare by John Reed Scott
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chin--"though doubtless it would get tiresome in time."

"Let us enjoy the moment then," said he. "I was thinking of you when
you came."

"I regret, Sir Ralph, I may not be equally flattering."

"So does Sir Ralph."

"Though I will admit my thoughts were of a man."

"He shall have my gage at sunrise."

She shook her head. "They were not worth it--only idle curiosity
concerning a new member of the Household I noticed in the Duke's
chamber this afternoon." . . . She became interested in her cloak. "I
do not now even recall his name," she added negligently.

De Lacy smiled and looked at the stars.

Presently she shot a quick glance up at him.

"Did you not meet him at the evening meal, Sir Ralph?"

"He was there--on the Duke's left," De Lacy answered carelessly.

"And his name?"

"De Lacy---Aymer de Lacy."

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