Buckingham, however, had had a taste of Brandon's nimble sword play,
and, bearing in mind Judson's fate, did not care for any more. They
had met by accident, and Brandon, full of smiles and as polite as a
Frenchman, greeted him.
"Doubtless my lord, having crossed swords twice with me, will do me
the great honor to grant that privilege the third time, and will
kindly tell me where my friend can wait upon a friend of his grace."
"There is no need for us to meet over that little affair. You had the
best of it, and if I am satisfied you should be. I was really in the
wrong, but I did not know the princess had invited you to her ball."
"Your lordship is pleased to evade," returned Brandon. "It is not the
ball-room matter that I have to complain of; as you have rightly said,
if you are satisfied, I certainly should be; but it is that your
lordship, in the name of the king, instructed the keeper of Newgate
prison to confine me in an underground cell, and prohibited
communication with any of my friends.
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