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Gervase had set the river for their meeting
 As farthest from the farms where Everard
Spent all his days.  How should he know such cheating
 Was quite expected, at least no dullard
Was Everard Frampton.  Hours by hours he hid
 Among the willows watching.  Dusk had come,
    And from the Manor he had long been gone.
 Eunice her burdensome
Task set about.  Hooded and cloaked, she slid
Over the slippery paths, and soon amid
    The sallows saw a boat tied to a stone.