Unhappy child, be very careful not to mention even a single word, a syllable of your relation to me.

Be very careful not to betray to her, even by the slightest intimation, that Thomas Seymour is not indifferent to you! Ah, her wrath would dash to pieces you and me!" "And why do you believe that ?" asked Elizabeth, gloomily.

"Why do you suppose that Catharine would fly into a passion because Earl Seymour loves me?
Or how ?--it is she, perhaps, that you love, and you dare not therefore let her know that you have sworn your love to me also?
Ah, I now see through it all; I understand it all! You love the queen--her only.

For that reason you will not go to the chapel with me; for that reason you swore that you would not marry the Duchess of Richmond; and therefore--oh, my presentiment did not deceive me--therefore that furious ride in Epping Forest to-day.

Ah, the queen's horse must of course become raving, and run away, that his lordship, the master of horse, might follow his lady, and with her got lost in the thicket of the woods!--And now," said she, her eyes flashing with anger, and raising her hand to heaven as if taking an oath, "now I say to you: Take heed to yourself! Take heed to yourself, Seymour, that you do not, even by a single word or a single syllable, betray your secret, for that word would crush you! Yes, I feel it, that I am no bastard, that I am my father's own daughter; I feel it in this wrath and this jealousy that rages within me! Take heed to yourself, Seymour, for I will go hence and accuse you to the king, and the traitor's head will fall upon the scaffold!" She was beside herself.