"Why, I should hang, myself, in a week's time! Are these the days, think you, to shew Catholicism?
Why; do you not think that my own heart is not near broken with all I have had to do ?" He spoke with extraordinary passion; for that was his way when he was very deeply moved (which, to tell the truth, however, was not very often).

But I have never known a man so careless and indolent on the surface, who had a softer heart than His Sacred Majesty, if it could but be touched.
"The blood of God's priests," he cried, holding the arms of his chair so that it shook--"their blood cries from the ground against me! Do you think I do not know that?
Yet what can I do?
I am tied and bound by circumstance.

I could not save them; and in the attempt I could only lose my own life or throne as well.

The people are mad for their blood! Why Scroggs himself said in public at one of the trials, that even the King's Mercy could not come between them and death.

And it is at this moment, then, that the servants to whom I had looked to help me, leave me! Go if you will, Mr.Mallock, and save your own soul.