And when at length we shall have put down Cranmer, and brought Catharine Parr to the scaffold, then will we give King Henry a queen who will reconcile him with God and the Church, out of which is no salvation." "Amen, so be it!" said Gardiner; and arm in arm they both left the cabinet.
Deep stillness now reigned in that little spot, and nobody saw John Heywood as he now came from behind the hanging, and, completely worn out and faint, slipped for a moment into a chair.
"Now I know, so far at least, the plan of these blood-thirsty tiger-cats," muttered he.

"They wish to give Henry a popish queen; and so Cranmer must be overthrown, that, when they have deprived the queen of this powerful prop, they may destroy her also and tread her in the dust.

But as God liveth, they shall not succeed in this! God is just, and He will at last punish these evil-doers.

And supposing there is no God, then will we try a little with the devil himself.

No, they shall not destroy the noble Cranmer and this beautiful, high-minded queen.
I forbid it--I, John Heywood, the king's fool.