It is not possible that this is all a reality! that this juggling is to be changed into such terrible earnest! Tell me, King Henry--I conjure you by the agonies which I suffer for your sake--tell me, what will you do with Henry Howard?
Why have you sent him to the Tower ?" "To punish the traitor as he deserves," said the king, as he cast a dark and angry look across at Douglas, who had also approached his daughter, and was now standing close by her.
Lady Jane uttered a heartrending cry, and sank down again, senseless and completely exhausted.
The king frowned.

"It is possible," said he--"and I almost believe it--that I have been deceived in many ways this evening, and that now again my guilelessness has been played upon in order to impose upon me a charming story.

However, I have given my word to pardon; and it shall not be said that Henry the Eighth, who calls himself God's vicegerent, has ever broken his word; nor even that he has punished those whom he has assured of exemption from punishment.

My Lord Douglas, I will fulfil my promise.

I forgive you." He extended his hand to Douglas, who kissed it fervently.