er shut up, methinks all the little devils were left free
scope. Nay, dear friend! before the Kingdom, the King. The holy
Jerusalem must first come down from Heaven; and _then_ `there shall be
no more pain, neither sorrow, nor crying.'"

When the two were alone, John said to his wife--"Isoult, who thinkest
thou is the chief witness against my Lord of Somerset, and he that
showed this his supposed plot to the King and Council?"

"Tell me, Jack," said she. "I cannot guess." He said, "Sir Thomas
Palmer, sometime of Calais."

"God forgive that man!" cried Isoult, growing paler. "He did my dear
master [Lord Lisle] to death,--will he do my Lord of Somerset also?"

"`Ye shall be hated of all men for My name's sake.' They that are so
shall have their names written in Heaven." Avery spoke solemnly, and
said no more.

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Note 1. Crowns were coined with either a rose or a sun on the obverse;
and were distinguished accordingly.

Note 2. 872 (Machyn's Diary, page 8); 938 (News Letter, Harl. Ms. 353,
folio 107).

Note 3. The line of Grey de Wilton is the youngest branch of the royal
House of York.

Note 4. John Earl of Warwick, eldest son of Northumberland, had married
Anne, eldest daughter of Somerset.

Note 5. This ancient English shout is always spelt thus; but there is
reason to think that the first word was sounded _ah_.

Note 6. Convicted. The Duke was acquitted on the first count, of high
treason; and the people, hearing the announcement, "Not Guilty,"
supposed that the trial was ended, and the Duke completely acquitted.

CHAPTER SIX.

A CRIME WHICH WAS A BLUNDER.

"We pass: the path that each man trod
Is dim, or shall be dim, with weeds.
What fame is left for human deeds
In endless age? It rests with God."

Tennyson.

No ill befel Lord Grey de Wilton. There was but little laid to his
charge,--only a journey to the North, preceding the Duke of Somerset, to
discover who were his friends. Perhaps the Council was ashamed to shed
the blood of the man who had but lately put down the rising in Cornwall,
and joined in raising the siege of Exeter. Whatever the cause were, he
was quietly acquitted on the 19th of December, and suffered to go home.

In came Dr Thorpe, shortly before Christmas, carrying in his hand a new
shilling.

"See thee!" said he, "Isoult, look well hereon. Seest it?"

"Well, what of it, Do