When Knighthood Was in Flower - or, the Love Story of Charles Brandon and Mary Tudor the King's Sister, and Happening in the Reign of His August Majesty King Henry the Eighth by Charles Major
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"Master Brandon, your impudence in following us shall cost you dearly.
We do not desire your company, and will thank you to leave us to our own affairs, as we wish you to attend exclusively to yours." This from the girl who had given him so much within less than a week! Poor Brandon! Jane, who had called him up, and was the cause of his following them, began to weep. "Sir," said she, "forgive me; it was not my fault; she had just said--" Slap! came Mary's hand on Jane's mouth; and Jane was marched off, weeping bitterly. The girls had started up toward East Cheap when they left Grouche's, intending to go home by an upper route, and now they walked rapidly in that direction. Brandon continued to follow them, notwithstanding what Mary had said, and she thanked him and her God ever after that he did. They had been walking not more than five minutes, when, just as the girls turned a corner into a secluded little street, winding its way among the fish warehouses, four horsemen passed Brandon in evident pursuit of them. Brandon hurried forward, but before he reached the corner heard screams of fright, and as he turned into the street distinctly saw that two of the men had dismounted and were trying to overtake the fleeing girls. Fright lent wings to their feet, and their short skirts affording freedom to their limbs, they were giving the pursuers a warm little race, screaming at every step to the full limit of their voices. How they did run and scream! It was but a moment till Brandon came up with the pursuers, who, all unconscious that they in |
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