Think not, Kate, that I use my car because of weakness.

No, it was only my longing for you which made me wish to be with you the sooner." He kissed her with a smile, and, lightly leaning on her arm, alighted from his car.
"Away with the equipage, and with all of you!" said he.

"We wish to be alone with this beautiful young wife, whom the lord bishops have to-day made our own." At a signal from his hand, the brilliant cortege withdrew, and Catharine was alone with the king.
Her heart beat so wildly that it made her lips tremble, and her bosom swell high.
Henry saw it, and smiled; but it was a cold, cruel smile, and Catharine grew pale before it.
"He has only the smile of a tyrant," said she to herself.

"With this same smile, by which he would now give expression to his love, he yesterday, perhaps, signed a death-warrant, or will, to-morrow, witness an execution." "Do you love me, Kate ?" suddenly said the king, who had till now observed her in silence and thoughtfulness.

"Say, Kate, do you love me ?" He looked steadily into her eyes, as though he would read her soul to the very bottom.
Catharine sustained his look, and did not drop her eyes.