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Major, Charles, 1856-1913

"When Knighthood Was in Flower or, the Love Story of Charles Brandon and Mary Tudor the King's Sister, and Happening in the Reign of His August Majesty King Henry the Eighth"

He had learned, upon inquiry,
that a ship would sail from Bristol in about twenty days, and another
six weeks later. So he chose the former and was making his
arrangements to leave as soon as possible.
He told me of his plans and spoke of his situation: "You know the
reason for my going," he said, "even if I have never spoken of it. I
am not much of a Joseph, and am very little given to running away from
a beautiful woman, but in this case I am fleeing from death itself.
And to think what a heaven it would be. You are right, Caskoden; no
man can withstand the light of that girl's smile. I am unable to tell
how I feel toward her. It sometimes seems that I can not live another
hour without seeing her; yet, thank God, I have reason enough left to
know that every sight of her only adds to an already incurable malady.
What will it be when she is the wife of the king of France? Does it
not look as if wild life in New Spain is my only chance?"
I assented as we joined hands, and our eyes were moist as I told him
how I should miss him more than anyone else in all the earth--excepting
Jane, in mental reservation.


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