Alice De Clinton occupied a superior station in the Cardinal's
family, and did the honors of his house, where female interference
was required, with the nicest propriety. She was, however, accounted
a very cold, unbending person, though to the Cardinal himself all
obsequiousness.
Her very manner to others gave occasion to the invention of evil
reports concerning her; and when a female is haughty, and knows not
how to conduct herself with gentleness, the world is glad to hear
unfavorable reports of her, and as readily believes them. Even
frailties are pitied where humility is not lost.
Alice entered the room where the Cardinal was reposing after the
fatigues and anxieties of business, relaxed both in mind and body.
He could not fail, however, to be struck with the singular appearance
of the lady.
She came in her riding costume. The Cardinal marvelled, and well he
might; but he was soon enlightened.
'You look astonished, my lord, to see me prepared for travel; but I
am come to speak my mind, and to bid you farewell for ever. I little
thought that I should ever be called upon to receive pestilent
heretics in the house of Cardinal Wolsey; heretics, too, at this very
moment under the ban of Tonstall, Bishop of London, summoned to
appear before my Lord Cardinal; and to be treated forthwith as if
they were the very best Catholics in the land. And who are these, my
lord's guests? Have not I often told my lord that they were the
greatest enemies he had? Have I not, years gone by, proclaimed them
to be what they are now brought under my lord's hands for; and are
they to come here and to expect favor from him who is appointed by
the head of the church to suppress and punish them?
'I ever thought that my lord made advances to my friendship through
the desire to refute and put down the enemies of the church. I ever
thought that the wisdom, talents, learning, and power with which the
favored of the Pope was gifted, were to be exercised for the honor of
the chief Pontiff, and for the welfare of all good Catholics in this
land.
'How is it, then, that one who has been bound by ties of friendship,
based upon such principle, should now be called upon to act upon the
contrary side? Is the memory of private regard to be weighed in the
balance with the public good? And am I, who was expecting to be an
Abbess of my lord's appointment, to be his panderer to a taste for
heresy?
'Forbid it! O, shade of Goldwell! O, deceased Bishop! thou didst
confide me to the guardianship of one whom thou didst deem a friend
to the church, and lo! that one turns upon his charge, and commands
her to receive, as her friends, these heretics against Rome.
'But my lord must be obtuse--my lord must be changed--my lord must be
about to lose all his dignity, and to become a driveller, a poor,
weak, mean-spirited man, and no longer the great Cardinal; the Lord
Chancellor--the most learned Bishop, the future candidate for the
Popedom, the great friend of Christendom.
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