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"Shame you!" Geoffrey spun on his heel and stalked out of the stillery, his face dark, fists clenched.


"Geoffrey, no!" Cordelia cried, leaping to her feet-but she was talking to the stout oaken planks of the door. "I had not meant-oh, blast! Men are
such fools!" And she collapsed onto her stool again, weeping afresh.


An hour later, Cordelia emerged from the stillery, face washed but haggard. As she came into the solar, the steward stepped up, all solicitation. "Are
you well, milady?"


"As well as one might expect," Cordelia sighed, and sat down beneath the clerestory window. "I am minded to take some tea, Squire Bruntly."


"Aye, milady." The steward nodded to the footman, who departed for the kitchen.




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"And, Squire Bruntly..."


The steward turned back to her. "Aye, milady?"


"Where is my brother?"


"I cannot say, milady." Squire Bruntly did his best to look apologetic. "I know only that he rode off posthaste, an hour ago."


"An hour ago!" Cordelia stiffened. "Is it all of an hour since he came to see me in the stillery?"


"It is, milady."


"Where has he gone?"


"I do not know." Squire Bruntly spread his hands, beginning to have a very bad feeling about all this.


"Then I fear I do!" Cordelia leaped to her feet and began pacing the floor. "Blast! Knows he no better than to meddle in my affairs?"