’Leave to bid farewell to your daughter.  I know that his suit does not please you and cannot wonder at it, and for my own part I think it too early for him to set his fancy in the way of marriage.  But if he would see the maid it can do no harm, for such harm as there is has been done already.  Now for your answer.’

Squire Bozard thought a while, then said: 

’The lad is a brave lad though he shall be no son-in-law of mine.  He is going far, and mayhap will return no more, and I do not wish that he should think unkindly of me when I am dead.  Go without, Thomas Wingfield, and stand under yonder beech—­Lily shall join you there and you may speak with her for the half of an hour—­no more.  See to it that you keep within sight of the window.  Nay, no thanks; go before I change my mind.’

So I went and waited under the beech with a beating heart, and presently Lily glided up to me, a more welcome sight to my eyes than any angel out of heaven.  And, indeed, I doubt if an angel could have been more fair than she, or more good and gentle.

‘Oh!  Thomas,’ she whispered, when I had greeted her, ’is this true that you sail oversea to seek the Spaniard?’

’I sail to seek the Spaniard, and to find him and to kill him when he is found.  It was to come to you, Lily, that I let him go, now I must let you go to come to him.  Nay, do not weep, I have sworn to do it, and were I to break my oath I should be dishonoured.’

’And because of this oath of yours I must be widowed, Thomas, before I am a wife?  You go and I shall never see you more.’

’Who can say, my sweet?  My father went over seas and came back safe, having passed through many perils.’

’Yes, he came back and—­not alone.  You are young, Thomas, and in far countries there are ladies great and fair, and how shall I hold my own in your heart against them, I being so far away?’

‘I swear to you, Lily—­’

’Nay, Thomas, swear no oaths lest you should add to your sins by breaking them.  Yet, love, forget me not, who shall forget you never.  Perhaps—­oh! it wrings my heart to say it—­this is our last meeting on the earth.  If so, then we must hope to meet in heaven.  At the least be sure of this, while I live I will be true to you, and father or no father, I will die before I break my troth.  I am young to speak so largely, but it shall be as I say.  Oh! this parting is more cruel than death.  Would that we were asleep and forgotten among men.  Yet it is best that you should go, for if you stayed what could we be to each other while my father lives, and may he live long!’

’Sleep and forgetfulness will come soon enough, Lily; none must await them for very long.  Meanwhile we have our lives to live.  Let us pray that we may live them to each other.  I go to seek fortune as well as foes, and I will win it for your sake that we may marry.’

She shook her head sadly.  ’It were too much happiness, Thomas.  Men and women may seldom wed their true loves, or if they do, it is but to lose them.  At the least we love, and let us be thankful that we have learned what love can be, for having loved here, perchance at the worst we may love otherwhere when there are none to say us nay.’