Oh, oh, it is a tolerably cunning plot! But nevertheless you shall not succeed, and you shall not yet gain the victory.

Patience, only patience! We likewise will be in the green-room, and face to face with this royal counterfeit we will place the genuine queen!" With hurried step John Heywood also left the corridor, which was now lonely and still, for the queen had gone to rest.
Yes, the queen slept, and yet over yonder in the green-room everything was prepared for her reception.
It was to be a very brilliant and extraordinary reception; for the king, in his own person, had betaken himself to that wing of the castle, and the chief master of ceremonies, Earl Douglas, had accompanied him.
To the king, this excursion, which he had to make on foot, had been very troublesome; and this inconvenience had made him only still more furious and excited, and the last trace of compassion for his queen had disappeared from the king's breast, for on Catharine's account he had been obliged to make this long journey to the green-room; and with a grim joy Henry thought only how terrible was to be his punishment for Henry Howard and also for Catharine.
Now that Earl Douglas had brought him hither, the king no longer had any doubts at all of the queen's guilt.

It was no longer an accusation--it was proof.

For never in the world would Earl Douglas have dared to bring him, the king, hither, if he were not certain that he would give him here infallible proofs.
The king, therefore, no longer doubted; at last Henry Howard was in his power, and he could no more escape him.

So he was certain of being able to bring these two hated enemies to the block, and of feeling his sleep no longed disturbed by thoughts of his two powerful rivals.
The Duke of Norfolk had already passed the gates of the Tower, and his son must soon follow him thither.
At this thought the king felt an ecstasy so savage and bloodthirsty, that he wholly forgot that the same sword that was to strike Henry Howard's head was drawn on his queen also.
They were now standing in the green-room, and the king leaned panting and moaning on Earl Douglas's arm.
The large wide room, with its antique furniture and its faded glory, was only gloomily and scantily lighted in the middle by the two wax candles of the candelabrum that Earl Douglas had brought with him; while further away it was enveloped in deep gloom, and seemed to the eye through this gloom to stretch out to an interminable length.
"Through the door over there comes the queen," said Douglas; and he himself shrank at the loud sound of his voice, which in the large, desolate room became of awful fulness.