Great Britain -- History -- House of York, 1461-1485 -- Fiction
The Princess, Mary, and Hazel, could no longer restrain their laughter.
This greatly offended the little Duke. He lowered the butt of the
little whip which he did carry, no matter what his occupation, and
charged, with all the speed he could succeed in forcing from his little
body. He struck his brother, Dorset, fairly between the shoulders,
which gave that nobleman such a start that he scarce kept his feet.
Then the little Prince turned and looked back at the girls, with a
satisfied smile, which plainly said:--"Now, ye would laugh at me? Was
not that course run right well and knightly?"
By this time they had reached their destination; so, after dismissing
their following, they were all admitted to the Sanctuary.
CHAPTER XIV
I REACH WESTMINSTER
When we reached Westminster, and neared the Palace, Lord Hastings,
attended by a large following, among which I espied Catesby, came forth
to meet us. As we did near them they lined the road on either side and
cheered the King as we passed between these rows of English oaks.
Hastings himself joined in with us and rode with Buckingham, behind the
King and Gloucester. When we arrived at the Palace and dismounted
Hastings approached Richard and whispered something which I did not
catch, though I was standing just behind the Duke.
"When did she go?" asked Richard.
I could not hear what Hastings answered.
"And took the little Duke along?" cried the Prince, in a voice that
plainly showed his annoyance. "Now by Holy Paul!" he continued, "this
is indeed too much. Her Majesty doth forget herself."
"What is it, uncle, that my mother does forget?" asked the young King,
who had overheard this last remark. He looked Richard firmly in the
eye as he spake and held his head so high and spoke with such a dignity
as had proclaimed him a King right royal, even had he been dressed in
the garb of a rag monger.
"Ah, your Majesty, thy mother, I am sad to say, hath not stayed to
greet her son and King; when I said she had forgot herself I meant to
say that she had forgot her duty, which was to stay and welcome thee,
after thy long absence from her sight. And besides not being near
herself, which were in itself strange, she hath taken with her all of
thy dear sisters, and his Grace of York, thy brother."
"No doubt my mother had good cause for her act, and I do not wish to
hear her criticized," said Edward, with great heat. "But uncle," he
asked, in a more gentle tone, when he saw the look of pain on
Gloucester's face, "whither hath she gone?"
"To the Sanctuary over yonder, so my Lord of Hastings tells me."
"But why should she take Sanctuary, as though this were a time of war
and bloodshed?"
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