Mistress Grenestede and Master Salveyn knew so little about it that Lawrence was called forward to say what he knew. His instinct told him that it would be best to confess the whole truth to Father Robesart, which he did, thereby calling up a look on the face of his old friend which was a mixture of amusement and pity. "Poor child!" he said softly, when Lawrence’s story was told,—rather astonishing Mistress Grenestede, that one of the first nobles in England should be thought or called a poor child. "Please it you, Father, did my Lord a wrong thing herein?" asked Lawrence, timidly. "I fear he did, my son." Mr. Robesart said no more, but proceeded to his professional duties. When he had finished his examination of the patient, and had given his instructions to Mistress Grenestede—which involved some learned references to the occultation of certain beneficent planets by malevolent ones, and hints that the herbs prescribed were to be gathered with reference to the position of the sun with respect to the Zodiac—he called Lawrence out into the ante-chamber. *CHAPTER V.* *A CHANGE IN ROGER’S DESTINY.* "We shall be together, my Lord and I, While the crowds around us come and go; When false hearts wander, and true hearts die, My Friend will still be mine own, I know." —SARAH DOUDNEY. On the wide cushioned seat in the window, Mr. Robesart sat down, and Lawrence placed himself in front, waiting to be questioned. He had to wait in silence for a few moments, while the priest seemed lost in thought; then he turned back to the child. "Now, my son, I would have some talk with thee. I am faint to find thou hast thought on my words at parting. Hast thou done them, Lawrence Madison?" "Mean you, Father, if I have asked at our Lord that He would go with me whithersoever I went?" "That mean I, my son." "Aye, nearly alway, Father," said Lawrence, lifting a pair of honest eyes to his friend’s face, and adding more shyly, "I forgat sometimes." "Good lad! Take thou God’s blessing and mine"—and Mr. Robesart laid his hand on the boy’s head. "Hath He been with thee, Lawrence?"