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looking timidly from their doors.
Presently one of them, taking heart of grace, came forward, and with the
lowliest salutations, presented a letter to the knight.
His face darkened as he read the contents. It ran thus:
To the most untrue and cruel gentylman, Sir Daniel Brackley,
Knyght, These:
I fynde ye were untrue and unkynd fro the first. Ye have my father's
blood upon your hands; let be, it will not wasshe. Some day ye shall
perish by my procurement, so much I let you to wytte; and I let you
to wytte farther, that if ye seek to wed to any other the
gentylwoman, Mistresse Joan Sedley, whom that I am bound upon a great
oath to wed myself, the blow will be very swift. The first step
therinne will be thy first step to the grave.
RIC. SHELTON.
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