But the man through whom Albany communicated his temptations is one whom all will believe so soon as he hints at mischief--even the medicaments which are prepared by his hands have a relish of poison." "Tush! such a slave would slander a saint," replied the Prince.

"Thou art duped for once, Ramorny, shrewd as thou art.

My uncle of Albany is ambitious, and would secure for himself and for his house a larger portion of power and wealth than he ought in reason to desire.

But to suppose he would dethrone or slay his brother's son--Fie, Ramorny! put me not to quote the old saw, that evil doers are evil dreaders.

It is your suspicion, not your knowledge, which speaks." "Your Grace is fatally deluded.