He went with a gay company to the Duke of Gloucester’s house, Pleshey
Castle, in Essex, where the Duke, suspecting nothing, came out into the
court-yard to receive his royal visitor. While the King conversed in a
friendly manner with the Duchess, the Duke was quietly seized, hurried
away, shipped for Calais, and lodged in the castle there. His friends,
the Earls of Arundel and Warwick, were taken in the same treacherous
manner, and confined to their castles. A few days after, at Nottingham,
they were impeached of high treason. The Earl of Arundel was condemned
and beheaded, and the Earl of Warwick was banished. Then, a writ was
sent by a messenger to the Governor of Calais, requiring him to send
the Duke of Gloucester over to be tried. In three days he returned an
answer that he could not do that, because the Duke of Gloucester had
died in prison. The Duke was declared a traitor, his property was
confiscated to the King, a real or pretended confession he had made in
prison to one of the Justices of the Common Pleas was produced against
him, and there was an end of the matter. How the unfortunate duke died,
very few cared to know. Whether he really died naturally; whether he
killed himself; whether, by the King’s order, he was strangled, or
smothered between two beds (as a serving-man of the Governor’s named
Hall, did afterwards declare), cannot be discovered. There is not much
doubt that he was killed, somehow or other, by his nephew’s orders.
Among the most active nobles in these proceedings were the King’s
cousin, Henry Bolingbroke, whom the King had made Duke of Hereford to
smooth down the old family quarrels, and some others: who had in the
family-plotting times done just such acts themselves as they now
condemned in the duke. They seem to have been a corrupt set of men; but
such men were easily found about the court in such days.
The people murmured at all this, and were still very sore about the
French marriage. The nobles saw how little the King cared for law, and
how crafty he was, and began to be somewhat afraid for themselves. The
King’s life was a life of continued feasting and excess; his retinue,
down to the meanest servants, were dressed in the most costly manner,
and caroused at his tables, it is related, to the number of ten
thousand persons every day. He himself, surrounded by a body of ten
thousand archers, and enriched by a duty on wool which the Commons had
granted him for life, saw no danger of ever being otherwise than
powerful and absolute, and was as fierce and haughty as a King could
be.
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