In the days of Queen MaryCrake, E. E. (Edward Ebenezer)
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In the days of Queen Mary
Crake, E. E. (Edward Ebenezer)
Mary I, Queen of England, 1516-1558 -- Fiction
At this time he was the Treasurer of Gray's Inn, and on the occasion of
a grand masque, given in the fine hall of the Inn by the Fellows, his
two nephews had taken the parts of Castor and Pollux. The young King had
honoured the performance with his royal presence, and so struck was he
with the wonderful resemblance of the two Sussex brothers that he
ordered them to Court and spent much time in their company.
In fact this resemblance was very remarkable. Those who knew the boys
best could hardly tell them apart, and to avoid the continual mistakes
which would otherwise have occurred, William always wore a grey cap and
his brother a blue one.
The fondest affection subsisted between them; they were rarely seen
apart; the one was the complement of the other, and their father,
William Jefferay, would often declare that "they possessed two bodies,
but only one soul!"
Just now they were released from their attendance at Court, but they
would have to return thither shortly, for the sickly young King found a
solace in their company.
There was one point upon which the boys were pre-eminently in agreement—
they both adored their sister Sue, and her slightest wish was law to
them.
And well did the fair Susan deserve this devotion. Three short years
before, the boys had become motherless, and Susan, as the eldest member
of the family, at once assumed the domestic control of Chiddingly Place.
The comfort, the happiness, the welfare of the boys became her chief
object in life.
She even shared in their sports—as far as a girl could,—and to her every
secret of their hearts was laid bare; she was their "dea patrona," and
for her both William and Ralph would have gladly laid down their lives
at any time or place.
In person Susan was a feminine replica of the twins. She possessed their
fair complexion and laughing blue eyes—her hair hung, like theirs, in
thick masses over her shoulders.
Though slenderly built she was tall, and her figure displayed the
nameless grace of a well-born English girl.
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"Come, boys," cried Susan, as she ran forth to the terrace to greet
them, "Uncle John will be here in a few minutes; his grooms arrived an
hour ago with his baggage, and now they have set his room in order for
him. Hurry up, or you will keep supper waiting!"
The boys answered her greeting merrily, and taking her hands they ran by
her side towards the entrance porch, which they entered just as Uncle
John appeared upon the scene.
Susan ran out to salute him as he dismounted from his grey sorrel—the
boys darted upward to their rooms.
As Sir John entered the house, his brother William came forward to greet
him with the warmest of welcomes.
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It was a happy party which gathered in the dining-hall that evening.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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