"It is an undoubted fact, I had it on the highest authority." "This is excellent," said Sir Thomas.

"Let us all talk treason.

I can add to that.

His Grace had a fall last night and lay senseless for several hours." He spoke with such gravity that Ralph glanced up.

At the same moment Beatrice looked up from her work and their eyes met.
"He fell asleep," added Sir Thomas.
* * * * * It was very pleasant to lie there in the shadow of the lime that afternoon, and listen to the mild fooling, and Ralph forgot his manners, and almost his errand too, and never offered to move.