Great Britain -- History -- House of York, 1461-1485 -- Fiction
"Best keep your tongues betwixt your teeth," whispered Buckingham,
first to me and then to Harleston. There was an amused smile upon his
face as he said this.
Then the whole plot flashed through my mind. This then was
Gloucester's reason for entertaining us so well. We had been used but
as blinds to throw Lord Rivers off his guard, and make him to trust the
Prince. This then was the reason we had been made to be so familiar;
it was in order that Gloucester when he chose to consider it a personal
slight might do so. Harleston was right; Gloucester had an object in
view when he acted so. But for that matter, when did this man ever so
much as speak one kindly word, but for his profit.
Now, though it takes me some moments to put these things down, it did
not take so many heartbeats for them to be enacted; and remember, my
heart was working fast just then.
When the swords had been taken from these three gentlemen they were
separated, and soldiers, with naked swords, stationed themselves one on
either side of each prisoner.
"Now off with the traitorous knaves to Pomfret," commanded Richard.
"There let them close prisoners rest, until thou hearest from me."
This he said to Sir Richard Ratcliffe, who seemed to be in command of
the soldiers which had so suddenly appeared.
Ratcliffe put himself in advance of the guard and set out on his way to
Pomfret Castle.
Grey's and Vaughan's escorts now joined meekly in with the train of
Gloucester, and we proceeded leisurely into Stony Stratford.
I know not when I have, before that day or since, been so disgusted by
the traitorous deceit of a man as I was by Gloucester's.
So soon as Rivers and his friends had been taken off the Prince again
put on his pleasant habit. He laughed and chatted with Buckingham as
though he greatly relished his contemptible act.
As we rode along I began to form a plan by which I might inform the
Queen of the arrest of her brother and son; for I now began to fear for
the safety of her Majesty. When Gloucester dare arrest, and throw into
prison, men occupying positions which Rivers, Grey and Vaughan held, it
looked to me as though the Queen herself might be the next person to be
put under restraint. This thought was still tormenting me when we drew
rein in front of the house occupied by the little King.
When young Edward saw his uncle Richard, he came forward, and the two
embraced with a great show of affection. "Ah, your Majesty, let me be
the first member of our noble house of York to congratulate and welcome
thee on thy return homeward."
"Thanks, for the welcome, uncle," returned the King; "but for the
congratulations I cannot speak. 'Tis but a sad home-coming, when I
know that my dear father cannot be there to meet me."
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