Subject: servicewoman

From: "Solomon Byrd" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 2 Aug 2006 17:39:48 -0600

Will you take the player woman, Mr Kneller? If Orange Billy dies andone of my nieces succeeds him Jack will be King of England.
For somehow there has been a shift ofcredulity from hell to perishing suns and the like. Shethen takes out the coat and hangs it on the rail of the landing.
Here is my Nelly, who is more careful of my moneythan she is of her own. Fancy your going into the CouncilChamber like that! You mean I am the king whose word no man relies on. I have to put them away like a chambermaid. I do not makelove to her enough, it seems.
And you really did not send for Cleveland to come back?
When I am deadyou must go back to Portugal, where your brother the king will takecare of you. If I could have my way he would be lodged on the gallows.
And I am just as bad with my old storiesabout my flight after the battle of Worcester.
I think you would turn Turk to please me.
The Portuguese can believe in a Church and obey a king. A prie-dieu, and the pictures, which are all devotional,are signs of the queens piety.
When I want to know how the great lump ofmy subjects will take anything I tell it to Barbara. She is not so important as that, beloved.
You will never be safe here, because you are aCatholic queen.
But in Portugal the HolyChurch makes all Catholics the same. I think you would turn Turk to please me. Yes: she knows exactly how much he has: she gets it forhim from the King of France.
I cannot eat in this house of straightlines.
Am I not as much an exileand an outcast as ever you were?
With what you have taught me I shall govern Portugal ifI return to it? Only what the nuns teach a Portugueseprincess in their convent. I hear that Cleveland has come back from Paris.
Will you take the player woman, Mr Kneller? His coat and boots are on the carpet where hehas thrown them. Please contact us beforehand to let us know your plans and to work out the details. Well, the more the merrier, if only they could letoneanother live.
Your brotheris stealing the court away from you.
Value him rather for his flashes of the innerlight.
And I am just as bad with my old storiesabout my flight after the battle of Worcester.