"Hark ye, judge," thundered Massey. "'Tis you, and such as you, supporters of this rebellious Parliament, who ought to suffer most, and by Heaven you _shall_ suffer. You shall be forced to contribute largely to the expenses of the war you have compelled his majesty to undertake for the recovery of his throne. You are fined five thousand pounds." "By whom am I fined that large sum?" demanded Lechmere, in a calm tone. "Not by the king, I am well assured. He would not commit such an injustice." "You are fined by me--that is sufficient. I have his majesty's warrant for all I do." "Not his written warrant," said the judge. "I need it not," cried Massey. "What doth your Lord-General, as you style him? I do not desire to imitate his ruthless and robber-like proceedings. I do not intend, like him, to plunder churches, hospitals, and private dwellings. I do not mean to break open chests and carry off gold by the sack, and plate by the cart-load, as he did at Worcester, after the first siege. But I will imitate him in one thing. I will punish wealthy offenders like yourself by fines proportionate to their means. You have amassed money, I know, and, though a lawyer, I hope have come by it honestly. Had you been loyal you might have kept your money. But since you are a rebel, and a favourer of rebels, you shall disburse your gains for the king's use. You shall pay me the five thousand pounds I demand." "And yet you affirm that you design not to plunder me," observed Judge Lechmere, still with perfect calmness. "What call you this but plunder on the greatest scale? Better strip my house of all it contains--better carry off my pictures and my plate--than fine me in a sum so large that I cannot pay it. Again I say, I am certain the king would not allow this demand to be made." "His majesty will approve of what I do," rejoined Massey. "But I will not bandy words with you. You are now in my court, judge, and my decision holds good here. I will have the sum I have named--no less. Two thousand pounds--the first instalment--must be paid before noon on Thursday. That will give you two days to raise it. If you fail, I will have you shot in your own court-yard. You hear! No excuses will avail. Till then you are a prisoner in your own house." "If I am a prisoner, how am I to raise the money, general?" asked the judge. "That is your concern," rejoined Massey. "Have it I must--or you die!" As he turned to quit the room, he perceived Charles standing behind him. "Ah! sire," he exclaimed. "I did not know you were here." "Am I indeed in the king's presence?" exclaimed Judge Lechmere, with well-feigned astonishment. "You are in the presence of the sovereign to whom your allegiance is due, my lord judge," rejoined Charles, with dignity. "Whatever my feelings may be towards your majesty," said Lechmere, "I cannot consistently----"