"Well," he said, "we had best be going to His Majesty's lodgings."
I had flattered myself, up to the present, that I knew His Majesty's
capacities tolerably well. I thought him to be an easily read man, with
both virtues and vices uppermost, wearing his heart on his sleeve, as
the saying is--indolent, witty, lacking all self-control--yet not, as I
might say, a deep man. I was to learn the truth, or rather begin to
learn it, on this very night.
* * * * *
When I entered his private closet he was sitting not where I had seen
him before, but at the great table in the midst of the floor, with his
papers about him, and an appearance of great industry. He did not do
more than look up for an instant, and then down again; and I stood
there before him, after I had bowed and been taken no notice of, as it
were a scholar waiting to be whipped.
He was all ready for supper, in his lace, with his hat on his head; and
he was writing a letter, with a pair of candles burning before him in
silver candlesticks. His face wore a very heavy and preoccupied look;
and I was astonished that he paid me no attention.
He finished at last, threw sand on the paper from the pounce-box, and
pushed it aside. Then he leaned his cheeks in his hands, and his elbows
on the table, and looked at me. But he did not speak unkindly.
"Here you are then," he said. "And I hear you bring news from the Old
Bailey?"
"I came from there half an hour ago, Sir."
"Ah! And the verdict was Guilty, Mr. Chiffinch tells me?"
"Yes, Sir."
"How did the people take it?"
"They applauded a great deal, Sir."
"They applauded, you say. At the end only, or all the while?"
"They applauded, Sir, whenever any of my Lords made a hit against the
Catholics."
"Were there any who did otherwise?"
"Not one, Sir, that I could hear."
"The Chief Justice. What did he say?"
"He made many protestations of devotion to your Majesty, Sir, and to the
Protestant Religion. He beat down the Catholics at every point. He
permitted none of their witnesses to speak freely."
The King was silent a moment. Then he went on again.
"And the prisoners. How did they bear themselves?"
"They bore themselves like gallant gentlemen, Sir. They fought every
point, so far as the Chief Justice would permit them."
"Did they shew any fear when the verdict was brought in?"
"None, Sir. They relied upon your Majesty's protection, no doubt."
Again His Majesty was silent. I still stood on the other side of the
table from him, waiting to say what I had to say. The King shewed no
sign of having heard what I had last said.
Then, to my astonishment he turned on me again very sharply.
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