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CHAPTER TWO

best dresses and had braided her hair so tightly that even her most rebellious curls could not fight themselves free.
She and Francis had reached the edge of the herb garden where the yew hedge divided it. They turned and looked back to where the rest of the family were seated around the sundial, Phillida busy with her embroidery, Catherine Gillingham watching Rodney's efforts with a spiteful look on her face, Sir Harry, quite unaware of what was happening, telling story after story and laughing heartily at his own jokes.
It was a pretty, domestic picture from where Lizbeth and Francis stood-if one was not aware of the undercurrents seething beneath the surface.
" Walk with me to the gate," Francis said hurriedly. "Why the gate?" Lizbeth asked.
" I am going for a walk," Francis replied in a voice which told Lizbeth all too clearly that something else was intended.
" You are not," she cried. "I know exactly where you are going-to see Dr. Keen and his daughter. Oh, Francis! I thought you had given them up!"
" Why should I?" he asked sullenly. "'Tis no business of anyone else's who are my friends."
" But, Francis, Father has forbidden you to visit them. You know that Dr. Keen is suspected of having sympathies with Spain."
" 'Tis a lie;" Francis said hotly. "Just because he lived in Spain when he was a boy and was friendly with the Spanish Ambassador that is no reason to believe he is a traitor to his own country."
" Dr. Keen never seems like an Englishman to me, and as for Elita, with her dark eyes and jet-black hair, she is a Spaniard if ever there was one."
" Her grandmother was Spanish," Francis said, "but that does not make her a Spaniard."
" Did she tell you that?" Lizbeth said interestedly. "I thought they always denied having any Spanish blood."
" They are not so stupid as not to tell the truth when there is nothing to hide," Francis said. "Elita's grandmother was Spanish. That was why Dr. Keen went out to stay in Spain

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