Or at least he was
these things, but now it seems that his ships and house are burnt and
his mother with them; also that there will be no trade in Hastings for
many a day."
"Mayhap," answered Sir Robert, adding other oaths, "but why does he buss
my daughter?"
"Perchance because he must give as good as he got, which is a law among
honest merchants, noble Sir Robert. Or perchance because he has a better
right to buss her than any man alive, seeing that but for him, by now
she would be but stinking clay, or a Frenchman's leman."
Here the fine young captain cut in, saying,
"Whatever else this worshipful trader may need, he does not lack a
trumpeter."
"That is so, my Lord Deleroy," replied William, unmoved, "for when I
find a good song I like to sing it. Go now and look at those three men
who lie yonder on the slope, and see whether the arrows in them bear my
master's mark. Go also and look upon the Castle hill and find a knight
with his head well-nigh hewn from his shoulders, and see whether yonder
sword fits into the cut. Aye, and at others that I could tell you of,
slain, every one of them, to save this fair lady.
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