tions. His hair is somewhat too
deep to call it yellow, yet fair; his eyes grey, with a weak look
thereabout, as though he might not bear overmuch light; his brow not
ill-made for wit, yet drawing backward; his lips large, very red, and
thick like all of his house [Note 7]. He hath a fair beard and
mustachio, and his complexion is fair, yet not clear, but rather of a
Cain-colour." [Note 8].

"Ah, the lip of the House of Austria--how well I know it! It maketh me
to shudder to hear you," said Mrs Rose. "Yet if his complexion be
Cain-colour, he is changed from what he was. In his young years was it
very fair and clear,--as fair as Walter."

"He is mighty unlike Walter now," said Dr Thorpe.

"And what is thy view, Robin?"

"I have not to add to what Father hath said," replied he, "saving that I
thought there was a gloomy and careworn look upon the King's face. He
is stately and majestical of his carriage; but his nether part of his
face cometh forward in a fashion rather strong than seemly. It struck
me he should be a man not easily turned from his purpose."

Mr Underhill presented himself in the evening.

"Well," said he, "saw you our goodly King Philip?"

"Nay," said Dr Thorpe, "I saw a mighty ill-favoured."

Mr Underhill laughed. "Verily," said he, "I would be bond that I could
match him for beauty with any the first man I should meet withal in the
City. There were two swords carried afore him--"

"Ay," said Dr Thorpe, "to cut off all heads withal that be left yet
unmown."

"I fear so much," answered Mr Underhill, more gravely than was his wont.
"Were you forth this even?"

"No," said John; "we have all sat at home sithence my home-coming."

"In the streets to-night," said he, "I count I have met four Spaniards
for every Englishman. If the King bring all Spain over hither, we shall
be sweetly off. As I was coming hither, I protest unto you, I heard
more Spanish talked than mine own tongue. I trust some of you have that
tongue, or you shall find you in a foreign country--yea, even in the
heart of London."

"I have it," said John, "and so hath Mrs Rose; but methinks we stand
alone."

"No, Mr Avery, you do not so," quietly said Esther. [Note 9].

"Marry, I never learned any tongue save mine own, nor never repented
thereof," answered Dr Thorpe; "saving, of course, so much Latin as a
physician must needs pick up withal. I count I could bray like a
jackass an' I tried, and that were good enoug