'I must have some more money for his pressing necessities.' In his self-compulsion he had stumbled upon the wrong word. 'MUST you?' cried the marquis angrily. 'Pray take it.' And drawing the keys of his treasury from the pocket of his frieze coat, he threw them down on the table before him. Lord Herbert reddened like a girl, and looked as much abashed as if he had been caught in something of which he was ashamed. One moment he stood thus, then said, 'Sir, the word was out before I was aware. I do not intend to put it into force. I pray will you put up your key again?' 'Truly, son,' replied the marquis, still testily, but in a milder tone, 'I shall think my keys not safe in my pocket whilst you have so many swords by your side; nor that I have the command of my house whilst you have so many officers in it; nor that I am at my own disposal, whilst you have so many commanders.' 'My lord,' replied Herbert, 'I do not intend that they shall stay in the castle; I mean they shall be gone.' 'I pray, let them. And have care that MUST do not stay behind,' said the marquis. 'But let them have their dinner first, lad.' Lord Herbert bowed, and left the room. Thereupon, in the presence of lady Margaret, who just then re-entered, good Dr. Bayly, who, unperceived by lord Herbert in his pre-occupation, had been present during the interview, stepped up to the marquis and said: 'My good lord, the honourable confidence your lordship has reposed in me boldens me to do my duty as, in part at least, your lordship's humble spiritual adviser.' 'Thou shouldst want no boldening to do thy duty, doctor,' said the marquis, making a wry face. 'May I then beg of your lordship to consider whether you have not been more severe with your noble son than the occasion demanded, seeing not only was the word uttered by a lapse of the tongue, but yourself heard my lord express much sorrow for the overslip?' 'What!' said lady Herbert, something merrily, but looking in the face of her father-in-law with a little anxious questioning in her eyes, 'has my lord been falling out with my Ned?' 'Hark ye, daughter!' answered the marquis, his face beaming with restored good-humour, for the twinge in his toe had abated, 'and you too, my good chaplain!--if my son be dejected, I can raise him when I please; but it is a question, if he should once take a head, whether I could bring him lower when I list. Ned was not wont to use such courtship to me, and I believe he intended a better word for his father; but MUST was for the king.' Returning to her own room, lady Margaret found Dorothy waiting for her. 'Well, my little lig-a-bed!' she said sweetly, 'what is amiss with thee? Thou lookest but soberly.' 'I am well, madam; and that I look soberly,' said Dorothy, 'you will not wonder when I tell you wherefore. But first, if it please you, I would pray for my lord's presence, that he too may know all.'