"You speak like the seven wise virgins," replied Fleetword, putting one
of his long limbs to the ground, as if to descend; and then as suddenly
drawing it back, he added, "But the Lord's servant is not straitened;
there are many rivers in Judah, so the faithful may drink at another
stream."
"I wish you would come with me," said Lady Frances, rightly interpreting
the entreating look of Constantia: "or rather, come with us, for I am
sure Mistress Cecil has much to say to, and I have much to hear from,
you: we will leave Sir Robert and Sir Willmott to talk over the affairs
of this great nation; temporal matters must be attended to, you know:
and though"--she looked for a moment at Burrell, whose countenance had
not yet regained its usual suavity--"I am sorry to be the means of
depriving Sir Willmott of much necessary instruction--I have no doubt
you will make up the deficiency to him at some future time."