Межзвёздный скиталец
Chapter 11
“MyaugustmasterhassomeconcernwiththedoingsofFrance,”hesaidquietly.“Theladyisnotforyou.Mymasterhasotherplans...”Hemoistenedhisthinlipswithhistongue.“Otherplansforthelady...andforyou.”
Ofcourse,bytheladyIknewhereferredtothegreatDuchessPhilippa,widowofGeoffrey,lastDukeofAquitaine.Butgreatduchess,widow,andall,Philippawasawoman,andyoung,andgay,andbeautiful,and,bymyfaith,fashionedforme.
“Whatarehisplans?”Idemandedbluntly.
“Theyaredeepandwide,CountSainte-Maure—toodeepandwideformetopresumetoimagine,muchlessknowordiscusswithyouoranyman.”
“Oh,Iknowbigthingsareafootandslimywormssquirmingunderground,”Isaid.
“Theytoldmeyouwerestubborn-necked,butIhaveobeyedcommands.”
Martinelliarosetoleave,andIarosewithhim.
“Isaiditwasuseless,”hewenton.“Butthelastchancetochangeyourmindwasaccordedyou.Myaugustmasterdealsmorefairlythanfair.”
“Oh,well,I’llthinkthematterover,”Isaidairily,asIbowedthepriesttothedoor.
