Ah, it is the heretic that they would sentence to death.

Well, now, my lord bishop, I still live; and--we will see which of us two will gain the victory!" With proud step and glowing cheeks she hurried to the door.

Elizabeth held her hack.

"Whither are you going ?" cried she, in astonishment.
"To the king!" said she, with a proud smile.

"He has heard the bishop; now he shall hear me also.