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"Nay; rise, fair Leoline," said the king, holding out his hand to assist

her "It isher

kneel toas you did the

count?"

"Pardon, yourto look up; "but

I must!"

"So be it! You are a perfect miracle of troth and constancy, and I think

I can afford to be generous for once In fifteen minutes, we start for

Oxford, and youwoman will

wait upon you to robe you for your bridal We will leave you now, and

let me enjoin expedition"

And while she still stood too much astonished by the sudden proposal to

answer, both were gone, and in their place stood a sossamer white in her ar at the to

comprehend that it was all real

"They are for you--sent by Mistress Stuart, herself Please sit down,

and all will be ready in a trice"

And in a trice all was ready The shining, jetty curls were slossy shower, trained with jewels--the pearls Leoline

herself still wore The rose satin was discarded for another of bridal

white, perfect of fit, and splendid of feature A great gossamer veil