"If you go to town
clad like that and with that bearing, there will be talk enough. And
ships come and go, and there are those besides Rolfe who have
been to London."
For a moment the laughter died from her eyes and lips, but it
returned. "Let them talk," she said. "What care I? And I do not
think your ship captains, your traders and adventurers, do often
dine with my lord bishop. This barbarous forest world and another
world that I wot of are so far apart that the inhabitants of the one
do not trouble those of the other. In that petty village down there I
am safe enough. Besides, sir, you wear a sword."
"My sword is ever at your service, madam."
"Then I may go to Jamestown?"
"If you will it so."
With her bright eyes upon me, and with one hand softly striking a
rose against her laughing lips, she extended the other hand.
"You may kiss it, if you wish, sir," she said demurely.
I knelt and kissed the white fingers, and four days later we went to
Jamestown.
CHAPTER VI IN WHICH WE GO TO JAMESTOWN
IT was early morning when we set out on horseback for
Jamestown. I rode in front, with Mistress Percy upon a pillion
behind me, and Diccon on the brown mare brought up the rear.
The negress and the mails I had sent by boat.
Now, a ride through the green wood with a noble horse beneath
you, and around you the freshness of the morn, is pleasant enough.
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