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Title: The armourer's prentices;
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary), 1823-1901 Hennessy, William John, 1839-1917, illustrator
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Publisher: London, New York, Macmillan and co.
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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They bore no ill-will to strangers ! No, theywere falling on the wicked fellows who had robbed andslain good old Master Michael, who taught our folk tomake the only real true Damascus blades welded inEngland. But the lawyers of the Inns of Court fell onthem all alike, and have driven them off to Newgate,and poor little Jasper Hope too. And Alderman Mundybears ill-will to Giles. And the cruel Duke of Norfolkand his men swear theyll have vengeance on the Cheap,and therell be hanging and quartering this very morn.Oh ! your Grace, your Grace, save our lads ! for Stephensaved my father. Thy tongue wags fast, little one, said the King,good-naturedly, with thy Stephen and thy Giles. Isthis same Stephen, the knight of the whistle and thebow, thy betrothed, and Giles thy brother ? Nay, your Grace, said Dennet, hanging her head, Giles Headley is my betrothed—that is, when his timeis served, he will be—father sets great store by him, forhe is the only one of our name to keep up the armoury,
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And see here, your Grace ! —Page 224. xvil) ILL MAY DAY. 22b and he has a mother, Sir, a mother at Salisbury. Butoh, Sir, Sir ! Stephen is so good and brave a lad ! Hemade in to save father from the robbers, and he drawsthe best bow in Cheapside, and he can grave steel aswell as Tibbie himself, and this is the whistle yourGrace wots of. Henry listened with an amused smile that grewbroader as Dennets voice all unconsciously becameinfinitely more animated and earnest, when she beganto plead Stephens cause. Well, well, sweetheart, he said, I trow thou musthave the twain of them, though, he added to theCardinal, who smiled broadly, it might perchance bemore for the maids peace than she wots of now, werewe to leave this same knight of the whistle to be strungup at once, ere she have found her heart; but in sooththat I cannot do, owing well nigh a life to him and hisbrother. Moreover, we may not have old Headleysskill in weapons lost! Dennet held her hands close clasped while these wordsw

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