About nine in the morning
`` Nay , '' he said , `` the devil is still strong within me . But be at rest ; the Black Arrow flieth nevermore -- the fellowship is broken . They that still live shall come to their quiet and ripe end , in Heaven 's good time , for me ; and for yourself , go where your better fortune calls you , and think no more of Ellis . '' About nine in the morning Lord Foxham was leading his ward , once more dressed as befitted her sex , and followed by Alicia Risingham , to the church of Holywood , when Richard Crookback , his brow already heavy with cares , crossed their path and paused . `` Is this the maid ? '' he asked ; and when Lord Foxham had replied in the affirmative , `` Minion , '' he added , `` hold up your face until I see its favour . '' He looked upon her sourly for a little .