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Updated: September 5, 2025
The letter was sewn in one of the pillows, which would be carried back to Marnell Place after the execution. The last day of Lady Marnell's life sped away as other less eventful days do, and the evening of the 5th of March arrived.
At length the preparations were completed; and on a splendid summer day, when the birds were singing their most joyous melodies, Margery Lovell was married, in Bostock Church, to Sir Ralph Marnell, Baron Marnell of Lymington, Knight of the Garter.
"The Lady Marnell," said her husband to the Abbot as she entered, and the latter, without rising, saluted her with the benediction, "Peace be with thee, daughter." "Where is the book?" asked Lord Marnell, sternly, but not quite so angrily as he had spoken in the morning. Margery passed it to him. "See there, reverend father," said he, as he handed it to the Abbot. "What callest thou that?"
"I pray you see now, reverend father," said Lord Marnell, angrily, "how the teaching of this book hath leavened yon girl's talk! Is it a small evil, Madge, to turn upon thy teacher when he teacheth thee of wisdom, with sayings picked up from a book? Art not ashamed?"
"Oh ay, ay, let me go!" said Margery, "I would not have delay therein. I shall be better by morn, and " But as she spoke she fainted away, and the doctor, turning to Lord Marnell, said "She is no wise fit for it, poor lady! The inquiry must needs be delayed, and the blame thereof be mine own." "Then I pray you," replied Lord Marnell, "to say the same unto the council; for they heed not me."
Towards the close of the day, the Archbishop and abbots consulted together for a few minutes; and then Arundel turned to the accused. "Margery Marnell, Baroness Marnell of Lymington, the Court demands of you whether you will put your name to this paper, and hold to all things therein contained?" "Let me read the paper, my Lord Archbishop, and then I will give you an answer."
"Come, Master Carew," said he to his companion, "let us be on our way." "Go ye for to see her?" inquired Lord Marnell. "I will not lose sight of her," answered Richard, "until she be in the Paradise of God!" Long before nine o'clock on the morning of that 6th of March, a large crowd was already gathered on Tower Hill. Some came there from a feeling of revenge glad to see a Lollard burned.
"What have you done with your hair?" was Master Geoffrey's puzzled answer. Lord Marnell laughed, and told the child that everybody's hair turned white as they grew old. "But your Lordship's hath done so quickly," remarked Richard. "That were no great marvel," he answered, gravely. Dame Lovell found it rather difficult to keep up her revengeful determination.
Sir Ralph leaned back in his chair, and laughed heartily. "Well said, fair cousin mine! But I pray thee, tell me what doctrines hold these men, that thou wouldst have them all up afore the King's Grace's council, and well whipped?" "All manner of evil!" answered Lord Marnell, wrathfully.
Good father, shall Christ the Son of God teach evil? Doth God evil? Will God deceive them that ask Him truth? Knoweth He not as much as fathers of the Church? Nay truly, good father, I trust that you wot not fully what you have said. Abbot Bilson, for once in his life, was completely dumb-foundered. He looked silently at Lord Marnell.
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