'To wear the heart away.'
'A pleasant vocation, truly, if I am working the like on you! But I thought not I was of so much dignity in your eyes as either to wear your heart or pleasure it.'
He looked in her eyes then as if his whole soul were in his own. 'Deb, art speaking truth?'
'Ay,' she answered with earnestness; 'as surely as that my name is Deborah.'
'"None so blind as those who will not see." Well, well, Lady Deb, think as ye will. Are you a coquette, Deb? I was wondering last night.'
'Oh, you do think o' me then? Well, I know not. If I lived in the great world, I might be; here, what can I do?'
'Enow; it seemeth me. It is well for ye, Deb, ye're not in the world; ye'd be a wild one! You're too beautiful by half.'
Deborah blushed, and with what covert joy Master King Fleming noted it!
'After that fine compliment,' said she, 'I will leave you to the contemplation of Mistress Dinnage. All girls are fair to you. I am going to ride. I may meet my wandering Charlie.'