The Last Of The Barons, Volume 4.

ied by two servitors armed to the teeth,-for they carried with them goods of much value, and even in the broad daylight and amidst the most freque

n when the goldsmith entered; and there was an unusual gayety in the queen'

ins, and brooches, scarcely listening to Alwyn's comments on the lustre of the gems or the quaintn

ess expression so fascinating in Edward, there was, in her full and curved lip and bright large eye, somet

ctionately placing her hand on Margaret's luxuriant hair, "and let the nob

hese words, and, drawing near the queen, looked si

ere be some adornments for the bodice or partelet, to sort with the collar; not," added the goldsmith, bowing low, an

the alliance with King Louis of France, which, according to rumour, the Earl of Warwick had well-nigh brought to a successful negotiation; and to convince him yet more of his mistake, the duchess said

tly; "they are at best pale and sicklied. What hast th

the great House of Burgundy," observed Nicholas, slowly,

y!" exclaim

in fact the jewels had been a present from Philip the Good to the Duke of Bedford, and the exigencies of

d Jacquetta's neck, and said, "If you leave me

oks and smiles. "Hast thou travel

dy, but I have lived much with tho

e ancient friends of mine Ho

; and those who have seen the wisdom of his rule, grieve sorely to think so excellent and mighty a l

rightly understood by such as thou and thy friends. The Count of Charolois is a noble gentleman; and fire in youth will break

een, putting aside the emeralds and a few other trinkets, said, smilingly, to the duchess

cible than as yet promises ever to come out of it; but my new alchemist, Master Warner, seems to have gone nearer to the

d Rivers; and Alwyn, putting up his goods, was about to withdraw, when the duchess said carelessly,

the Flemings are good t

f their favourite, the Lord Warwick," said the duchess, scornfully; "but whatever the earl does is

said Alwyn, cautiously, "we give them not

ance with the Count of Charolois, would there have been brighter bonfires than ye will see in Smithfield

ender, please your Highness," answered Alwyn; "our king himself is the first of ou

"and your king will yet defend you from t

to depart. At the gate of the royal lodge, he gave his caskets to the servito

ot Count of Charolois. Better for trade, it is true, to be hand in hand with the Flemings; but there are two sides to a loaf. If they play such a trick on the stout earl, he is not a man to sit down and do nothing. More food for the ravens, I fear,-more brown bills and b

ll have a gay time for you venders of gewgaws. There are to be revels and jousts, revels in t

an real ones, Master Nevile

thony Count de la Roche, his bastard brother, to come over to London, to cross lances with our ow

"this bastard, then, i

"is it only to excha

es over to confer with

rumour of other ma

cannot even comprehend the pleasure and pastim

envoys of courtesy when so sharp a slight has been put on his pride, and so dangerous a blow struck at his interests, as the alliance bet

s as full of tricks and traps as a citizen's flat-cap. Would, though, that my kinsman of Warwick were her

and dark, and men like thee will again have to choose between friend and friend, kinsman and king. For my part, I say nothing; f

interrupt

grows not out of a baron's walking-staff. King Edward may be a stern ruler, but he is a friend to the goldsmiths, and has just confirmed our charter. 'Let every man praise the bridge

ffected tone in which he had before spoken, "I must confess to my shame, that I cannot yet get th

w s

ay nay to your wooing, to follow her heels, an

reat eagerness, "mean you to say that yo

ily,

fai

fai

Marm

re too many others in the wide world for a young fellow to break his heart about one. Yet," he added, after a short paus

id Alwyn, reciprocati

rew me, I think the Lord Hastings, with his dulcet flatteries, hath

ster Warner again," said

that part of the Tower called the King's or Queen's Lodge, and long since destroyed.] next to Friar Bungey, the magician

"I will seek the mechanician, and if I find th

V. will never want fair feres," answered the N