The sword already hangs over their heads, and soon it will fall and deliver us from them," said Earl Douglas, solemnly.
"Are you, then, certain of it ?" asked Gardiner, and an expression of cruel delight flitted across his malicious, ashy face.

"But tell me, how comes it that Archbishop Cranmer is not here ?" "He is sick, and so had to remain at Lambeth." "May this sickness be the forerunner of his death!" muttered the bishop, devoutly folding his hands.
"It will be so, your highness; God will destroy His enemies and bless us.

Cranmer is accused, and the king will judge him without mercy." "And the queen ?" Earl Douglas was a moment silent, and then said, in a low whisper: "Wait but a few hours more, and she will be queen no longer.

Instead of returning from the throne-room to her apartments, we shall accompany her to the Tower." John Heywood, completely enveloped in the folds of the curtain, held his breath and listened.
"And you are, then, perfectly sure of our victory ?" asked Gardiner.

"Can no accident, no unforeseen circumstance, snatch it from us ?" "If the queen gives him the rosette--no! For then the king will find Geraldine's love-letter in the silver knot, and she is condemned.