The Colloquies of Edward Osborne, Citizen and Clothworker of LondonManning, Anne
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The Colloquies of Edward Osborne, Citizen and Clothworker of London
Manning, Anne
Biographical fiction; London (England) -- History -- 16th century -- Fiction; Osborne, Edward, 1530?-1591 -- Fiction
"I don't think I can," I said; so huskily, that he made me repeat it
twice.
"You meant to try, I suppose," quod he, "when you spake of going away."
"Yes, Master."
"Well, try here:—for a little While, that I may think where to place
you. _Ned!_—I have had some Trial of thee; I have tested thee, and I
have trusted thee. Don't betray my Trust in this Matter."
I said, "I will not."
"And do thou," quod he, with all his old Kindness, "trust in me. I shall
do what, on Deliberation, I think best for you. And stay thyself with
this Reflection: that if thou wert the first Noble in the Land, sueing
for my Daughter, I would not, in these her so early Days, give her to
thee. Keep a brave, honest Heart, and take Things quietly. You have not
been such a Knave as to speak to her?"
"No, Master."
"Your Word is enough," quod he, and left me. I put my Head down on mine
Arms and shed hot Tears that had no Relief in them. Just then, I felt a
kind Hand laid with strong emphatic Pressure on my Shoulder. I kissed
it, in Sign of Reverence and Good-faith: he understood it for such, and
left me without a Word. And I went on mine Affairs with a lightened
Heart.
CHAPTER XIII
_Master Hewet ordereth Things discretely_
Two Days after this, Master _Hewet_ sent me to _Antwerp_. I abode there
six Months, transacting his Affairs. There was much to learn, much to
see. When I returned Home, it was with a strong Heart. Directly I saw
Mistress _Anne_, I felt that I loved her as much as ever; but I also
felt that I could rule myself. She cried, "Oh, _Osborne_, thou art
returned at last! How glad I am!" with her dear, innocent Eyes fixed
brightly on mine; and forthwith began to tell me that one of her Dormice
had died, and to ask me to get her another. I told her I had brought her
a Guinea-pig; she thanked me, but said she did not think she should like
it as much as the Dormouse.
I found that some Change in Household Arrangements had been made in mine
Absence, whereby my old Quarters were pre-occupied; and that Master
_Hewet_ had taken a Lodging for me at the Barbitonsor's over the Way;
where, in Sooth, both Master _Soper_ and the young Women failed not in
Aught that should be for my Comfort, and at very reasonable Charges.
Howbeit, an Alarm of Housebreakers soon recalled me to mine old Post
again, save that I had the Attick in Place of the Loft; every Woman in
the House thinking it safe with me and unsafe without me. And Master
_Hewet_ said I made the old Place look more like itself.
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