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May 15 [Tue], 2012, 9:21
Sir Jeoffry stood at the buffet with a tankard of ale in his hand, taking his stirrup-cup. At the sight of a stranger, and one attired in the garb of a chaplain, he scowled surprisedly.
What's this? quoth he. "What dost want, Clo? I have no leisure for a sermon."
Mistress Clorinda went to the buffet and filled a tankard for herself and carried it back to the table, on the edge of which she half sat with one leg bent, one foot resting on the floor.
Time thou wilt have to take, Dad, she said,
with an arch grin, showing two rows of gleaming pearls. "This gentleman is my Lord Twemlow's chaplain, whom he sends to exhort you, requesting you to have the civility to hear him."
Exhort be damned, and Twemlow be damned, too! cried Sir Jeoffry, who had a great quarrel with his lordship and hated him bitterly. "What does the canting fool mean?"
Sir, faltered the poor message-bearer,Sports Shoes on taobao, "his lordship hath -- hath been concerned -- having heard-----"
The handsome creature balanced against the table, took the tankard from her lips and laughed.
Having heard thy daughter rides to field in breeches and is an unseemly behaving wench, she cried. "His lordship sends his chaplain to deliver a discourse thereon -- not choosing to come himself. Is not that thy errand, reverend sir?"
The chaplain--poor man--turned pale,Home Appliances on taobao, having caught, as she spoke, a glimpse of Sir Jeoffry's reddening visage.
Madam, he faltered, bowing, "madam, I ask pardon of you most humbly. If it were your pleasure to deign to--to--allow me-----"
She set the tankard on the table with a rollicking smack and thrust her hands in her breeches pockets, swaying with laughter. And indeed 'twas ringing music, her rich, great laugh, which
when she grew of riper years was much lauded and written verses on by her numerous swains.
If 'twere my pleasure to go away and allow you to speak, free from the awkwardness of a young lady's presence, she said. "But 'tis not, as it happens, and if I stay here I shall be a protection."
In truth he required one. Sir Jeoffry broke into a torrent of blasphemy. He damned both kinsman and chaplain and raged at the impudence of both in daring to approach him, swearing to horsewhip my lord if they ever met, and to have the chaplain kicked out of the house and beyond the park gates themselves. But Mistress Clorinda chose to make it her whim to take it in better humor, and as a joke with a fine point to it. She laughed at her father's storming, and while the chaplain quailed before it with pallid countenance and fairly hang-dog look, she seemed to find it but a cause for outbursts of merriment.
Hold thy tongue a bit, Dad, she cried when he had reached his loudest; "and let his reverence tell us what his message is. We have not even heard it."
Want not to hear it! shouted Sir Jeoffry. "Dost think I'll stand his impudence? Not I!"
What was your message? demanded the young lady of the chaplain. "You cannot return without delivering it. Tell it to me. I choose it shall be told."
The chaplain clutched and fumbled with his hat, pale, and dropping his eyes upon the floor for very fear.
Pluck up thy courage, man, said Clorinda. "I will uphold thee. The message?"
Your pardon, madam--'twas this, the chaplain faltered. "My lord commanded me to warn your honored father--that if he did not beg you to leave off wearing--wearing-----"
Breeches, said Mistress Clorinda, slapping her knee.
The chaplain blushed with modesty, though he was a man of sallow countenance.
No gentleman, he went on, going more lamely at each word--"notwithstanding your great beauty--no gentleman-----"
Would marry me? the young lady ended for him with merciful good-humor.
For if you--if a young lady be permitted to bear herself in such a manner as will cause her to be held lightly, she can make no match that will not be a dishonor to her family--and--and-----
And may do worse! quoth Mistress Clo, and laughed until the room rang.
Sir Jeoffry's rage was such as made him like to burst, but she restrained him when he would have flung his tankard at the chaplain's head, and, amid his storm of curses, bundled the poor man out of the room, picking up his hat, which in his
hurry and fright he let fall, and thrusting it into his hand.
Tell his lordship, she said, laughing still, as she spoke the final words, "that I say he is right --and I will see to it that no disgrace befalls him.
Forsooth, Dad, she said, "perhaps the old son of a -----"--something unmannerly--"is not so great a fool. As for me, I mean to make a fine marriage and be a great lady, and I know of none hereabouts to suit me but the old Earl of Dunstanwolde, and 'tis said he rates at all but modest women, and in faith, he might not find breeches mannerly. I will not hunt in them again."
She did not, though once or twice when she was in a wild mood and her father entertained at dinner those of his companions whom she was most inclined to, she swaggered in among them in her daintiest suits of male attire and caused their wineshot eyes to gloat over her boyish maiden charm and jaunty airs and graces.

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