An idea dawned on him. His rather protuberant blue eyes gleamed with intelligence. "I see how it is!" he said in his hurried way. "I am a clumsy fellow, I do not make myself plain! But it is marriage, you know, that I am offering you - everything in proper sailing trim, upon my word of honor!"
"I did not mistake you", she said in a suffocating voice. "But you must perceive how impossible such an alliance would be! Were I to consent to it can you suppose that there would be no opposition from your family?"
"Oh, you mean my brother, the Regent! I do not know why he should oppose it. He is not at all a bad fellow, I assure you, whatever you may have heard to the contrary. There's Chris to succeed him, and my brother York before me. You may depend upon it he thinks the Succession safe enou
