I thought her so and sent her to a nurse’s nookery at the top of the towers to silence the wench’s squawkings, and gave Stephen the care of the freshest young heifer, that the youngster might not lack for proper food, ’now under her nurse’s care in the Ursuline Convent at Quebec.  The child has been environed with all that is pure and good, and will come to thee with the sweet incense of the cloister clinging about her.  I have heard but once of thee, and ’twas that thy young wife died leaving thee without heirs.  If such be so, thou wilt find a solace in my baby.  Guard her as thine own.  I have only enough gold to send her with her nurse to thy protection.’  She will be obliged to come to me for all things, and I will spoil my own pleasure by giving her before she asks.  ’In my epistle to Janet Wadham I spoke of moneys and estates being in thy hands.  ’Tis a lie that will bring to thy mind more vividly than aught else my personality—­suppressio veri; but if thou findest a like propensity in my babe, thou wilt deal gently but firmly with her for its correction.  I give into thy keeping more than house, lands or titles.  I would direct clemency toward my beloved servant; she has proven most faithful.  My wife truly loved her and at her child’s birth was constantly tended by the vigilant Janet; and ’twas her desire she should remain always with the babe.  Enclosed thou will find a letter to be given to my daughter upon her arrival to thy care; ’tis a letter of both welcome and farewell.  Some day thou must tell her I am gone on my last journey, tell her when she is surrounded by pleasant distractions that she may not grieve.  She knows naught of trouble, neither would I have her know.  ’Tis possible she may have some religious ideas that are not identical with thine.  She may be laden with all sorts of shrines, picture-books, candles, crosses and beads; these religion’s playthings thou of sterner mould wilt hardly consider.  My last wish and the one of greatest import to my child is that thou find for her a spouse of rank and fortune; ’tis my desire that she marry early to such an one.  Ah, Cedric, if thou had hadst a son, their union would have been our delight; for when thou seest my Kate thou wilt see the most beautiful thing in life.’

“Aye, she is the most beautiful thing in life.  She is mine, my very own, her father gives her to me for marriage—­marriage, and ’tis a speedy one he asks, and she shall have it.  I love her, love her, my whole being throbs with mad desire.  She is the sweetest maid on earth, and I drink from the cup upon which her rich, red lips have rested; ah, ’tis sweet!” He poured a bumper and drank, then flung from the room with great strides.

CHAPTER III

THE BALL

Meanwhile Mistress Katherine sat before the fire in the tower nookery while Janet unpacked the luggage.

“’Twould not be fitting for Lord Cedric to have such a man within his house as guest!”