CHAPTER XXIII“You should be back in three hours,” Sir Oliver said, “for we must all work till the dawn, there being much to dispose when so many go; so that you should rest while you may.”
“I was not seeking to rest. It was Don Francisco I thought to see.”
“You can do that if you will. But you must still work through the night. It is not a time when we can spare ourselves or put forward our private ends.”
“I shall not mind that. I am not easy to tire.”
“So I have seen. It is the high boast of youth, which is soon tamed. . . . What is the haste on this night?”
“I must change from how I now am. . . . I had Sir Gonzales’ scorn.”
“Are you fretted for that? . . . Have you thought what will be changed, and in what way, because your cousin will know who you are?”
“I would I were more clear
