A Forgotten Hero - Emily Sarah Holt - Bog

"O pale, pale face, so sweet and meek, Oriana!" Tennyson. "Is the linen all put away, Clarice?" "Ay, Dame." "And the rosemary not forgotten?" "I have laid it in the linen, Dame." "And thy day's task of spinning is done?" "All done, Dame." "Good. Then fetch thy sewing and come hither, and I will tell thee somewhat touching the lady whom thou art to serve." "I humbly thank your Honour." And dropping a low courtesy, the girl left the room, and returned in a minute with her work. "Thou mayest sit down, Clarice."