She had no prospect of the throne--why, then, should he love her?
The queen, as we have said, ordered him to shut the door of the boudoir and to drop the hanging.

At the same moment that he did this, the hanging of the opposite door, leading into the sleeping apartment, moved--perhaps only the draught of the closing door had done it.

Neither the queen nor Seymour noticed it.

They were both too much occupied with themselves.

They saw not how the hanging again and again gently shook and trembled.