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The Lances Of Lynwood by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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Agnes gave a slight cry, and leant against the grate of the parlour.
"Oh, that may never be, and--but how advantageth that poor Fulk?"

"Because, Lady Agnes--because it is to me that they would grant
that hand which I have so long loved passionately and hopelessly.
Agnes, it was not willingly, but at the command of the Prince,
that I came hither with a suit which must seem to you most
strangely timed, from one who has been the most unwilling cause
of so much misery to you, whom, from earliest years, he has ever
loved more than his own life. I know, too, that you cannot endure
to rise on the ruin of your brother, nor could I bear to feel that
I was living on the lands of a kinsman and neighbour whose
overthrow I had wrought. But see you not, that jointly we can do
what we never could do separately, that, the condition fulfilled,
we could kneel before King Edward, and entreat for the pardon and
restoration of Fulk, which, to such prayers, he would surely grant?"

Agnes' tears were gathering fast, and she spoke in a broken voice,
as she said, "Eustace, you are the most generous of Knights," and
then, ashamed of having said so much, covered her face with her
veil and turned away. Eustace stood watching her, with his soul
in his eyes; but before either had summoned courage to break the
silence, the porteress came hurrying in, "Good lack! good lack!
if ever my eyes saw the like--here is the Princess of Wales herself
at the gate, and all her train--where is sister Katherine? where is
the mother abbess? Alas, alas! that nought should be ready to
receive her! Oh, and I have mislaid the key of the great gate!"
While the good woman was bustling on in her career, Eustace had
time to say, "Yea, Agnes, the Princess is come, in case you hear
my suit favourably, to conduct you back to Bordeaux. Think of a
true and devoted heart, think of Fulk ere you decide!" As he
spoke, the whole train of black-veiled nuns came sweeping into
the parlour, whence Agnes hastily escaped to collect her thoughts
during the few instants before she could be summoned to attend
the Princess, while Eustace walked into the Convent court, which
was by this time filled by the gay party which accompanied the
Princess.

Agnes quickly gained her cell, and sank down on her bed to make the

 
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