"It makes me young again to roar so.

She shall not leave my sight, since by chance I have found her.

'Tis too good a joke to lose, when times are dull, as they get to be as a man's years go on." He sent for her woman and laid strange new commands on her.
"Where hath she hitherto been kept ?" he asked.
"In the west wing, where are the nurseries, and where Mistress Wimpole abides with Mistress Barbara and Mistress Anne," the woman answered, with a frightened curtsey.
"Henceforth she shall live in this part of the house where I do," he said.

"Make ready the chambers that were my lady's, and prepare to stay there with her." From that hour the child's fate was sealed.

He made himself her playfellow, and romped with and indulged her until she became fonder of him than of any groom or stable-boy she had been companions with before.
But, indeed, she had never been given to bestowing much affection on those around her, seeming to feel herself too high a personage to show softness.