Marjorie Bowen

Marjorie Bowen

Summary

Portrait of Marjorie Bowen Marjorie Bowen The Great Emprise (1910)

Johan of Gaunt hesitated a moment, with a challenging expression in his violet eyes, then passed on disdainfully, and in a blind and absorbed passion of hopelessness and bitterness he stared at the arms of England, carved in the wall at the end of the gallery, and traced with his forefinger the threads of gold in the arras that hung over the door. When he looked round again, almost fearfully, he saw that Sir Maryon, with an anxious face, was pacing up and down the shining boards, and that the two princes were whispering together over the chess-board.
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Portrait of Marjorie Bowen Marjorie Bowen The Great Emprise (1910)

Would he have asked if he had known—anything?”
“Here he approaches,” said Prince Lyon with a little smile. “Maybe because the Lady Blaunche comes this way from the chapel—does he know that already? Ah, dan Cupid!”
“Oh, peace!” murmured Johan in a tone of anguish; he turned his dark head and gazed passionately at the two knights who were entering the long gallery.
Sir Hew was a tall and well-favoured man, but his son, Sir Maryon, though well enough, was over fair and had a look of weakness; but to Johan's jealous eyes he loomed a very Phœbus, scattering light and conquering.
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Portrait of Marjorie Bowen Marjorie Bowen The Great Emprise (1910)

As good as dead—for what have I but my honour? And have I not vowed, and has not Sir Hew, my father, vowed that I must have grace for that blow or be shamed?”
“I will not fight with you,” said Johan of Gaunt hastily. “Go your ways for me.”
Sir Maryon bewailed himself.
“It may not be—-my father has vowed—if I were disgraced now I must leave the court and the brightest lady I have ever seen.”
“Ah!” said Johan of Gaunt darkly.
“Certes, she is the phænix of all ladies,” continued Sir Maryon, “and even that bird of Araby was not so rare——”
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