It is to save their name--" "And I tell you," burst in James again, "that mine is the only way to do it! Do you think, Sir, that these folks who are behind it all will let the matter rest?
It will grow and grow, as Your Majesty said; and we shall have half the kingdom involved." Here was a very pretty dispute, with sense on both sides, and yet there appeared to me that there was more on His Majesty's than on the other.
If even then Dr.Tonge had been sent for and soundly rated, and made to produce his informant, and the matter sifted, I believe we should have heard no more of it.

But it was not ordained so.

They all spoke a good deal, appealing to the two priests--Mr.Bedingfeld and Mr.Young--and they both gave their opinions.
Presently Charles was silent; letting his chair come forward again on to its four legs, and putting his head in his hands over the table.

I had never seen him so perturbed before.

Then I ventured on a question.
"Sir, may I ask who is Doctor Tonge's informant ?" His Majesty glanced up at me as if he saw me for the first time.
"Tell him, Chiffinch," he said.
"His name is Doctor Oates," said the page.