His lordship said-- "Thy memory still wrongeth thee, and thou hast shown surprise--but suffer it not to trouble thee, for 'tis a matter that will not bide, but depart with thy mending malady.

My Lord of Hertford speaketh of the city's banquet which the King's majesty did promise, some two months flown, your highness should attend.

Thou recallest it now ?" "It grieves me to confess it had indeed escaped me," said Tom, in a hesitating voice; and blushed again.
At this moment the Lady Elizabeth and the Lady Jane Grey were announced.
The two lords exchanged significant glances, and Hertford stepped quickly toward the door.

As the young girls passed him, he said in a low voice-- "I pray ye, ladies, seem not to observe his humours, nor show surprise when his memory doth lapse--it will grieve you to note how it doth stick at every trifle." Meantime Lord St.John was saying in Tom's ear-- "Please you, sir, keep diligently in mind his majesty's desire.

Remember all thou canst--SEEM to remember all else.