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A smile twinkled in Hendon's eye, and he said to himself "By the mass, the little beggar takes to one's quarters and usurps one's bed with as natural and easy a grace as if he owned them with never a by-your-leave or so-please-it-you, or anything of the sort. In his diseased ravings he called himself the Prince of Wales, and bravely doth he keep up the character.
He provided good homes for the daughters of the two Baptist women whom he saw burned at the stake, and roundly punished the official who laid the undeserved stripes upon Miles Hendon's back.
The boy's musings profited him nothing; the more he tried to unriddle the mystery the more perplexed he became, the more his head ached, and the worse he slept. His impatience to get to London grew hourly, and his captivity became almost unendurable. Hendon's arts all failed with the King he could not be comforted; but a couple of women who were chained near him succeeded better.
Invoking this precedent in aid of my prayer, I beseech the King to grant to me but this one grace and privilege to my more than sufficient reward and none other, to wit: that I and my heirs, for ever, may SIT in the presence of the Majesty of England!" "Rise, Sir Miles Hendon, Knight," said the King, gravely giving the accolade with Hendon's sword "rise, and seat thyself. Thy petition is granted.
All this while the little King had been yonder, alternately quaking with terror and trembling with hope; and all the while, too, he had thrown all the strength he could into his anguished moanings, constantly expecting them to reach Hendon's ear, but always realising, with bitterness, that they failed, or at least made no impression.
All this while the little King had been yonder, alternately quaking with terror and trembling with hope; and all the while, too, he had thrown all the strength he could into his anguished moanings, constantly expecting them to reach Hendon's ear, but always realising, with bitterness, that they failed, or at least made no impression.
"Ah, 'tis a great day! My father and my brother, and the Lady Edith will be so mad with joy that they will have eyes and tongue for none but me in the first transports of the meeting, and so thou'lt seem but coldly welcomed but mind it not; 'twill soon seem otherwise; for when I say thou art my ward, and tell them how costly is my love for thee, thou'lt see them take thee to their breasts for Miles Hendon's sake, and make their house and hearts thy home for ever after!"
Open! And despatch, in the name of all the devils!" Oh, this was the blessedest sound that had ever made music in the King's ears; for it was Miles Hendon's voice! The hermit, grinding his teeth in impotent rage, moved swiftly out of the bedchamber, closing the door behind him; and straightway the King heard a talk, to this effect, proceeding from the 'chapel': "Homage and greeting, reverend sir!
A late comer who was not posted as to the present circumstances, and who delivered a sneer at the 'impostor, and was in the act of following it with a dead cat, was promptly knocked down and kicked out, without any words, and then the deep quiet resumed sway once more. When Hendon's term of service in the stocks was finished, he was released and ordered to quit the region and come back no more.
Edward had heard the sentence pronounced, but he had not realised the half that it meant. His anger began to rise as the sense of this new indignity which had been put upon him sank home; it jumped to summer heat, the next moment, when he saw an egg sail through the air and crush itself against Hendon's cheek, and heard the crowd roar its enjoyment of the episode.
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