the Lieutenant, ungenerously upbraided the
prisoner, saying that "if it were not that the law must justly pass upon
him, he would strike him with his dagger." To whom Wyatt answered,
"with a grim and grievous look"--"It were no mastery now." And so they
passed on.

Thus was Wyatt's rebellion quashed. The stars in their courses fought
against him.

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Note 1. In addition to his cruel persecution of the Gospellers, he had
been a notorious libertine.

Note 2. Cott. Ms., Appendix, twenty-eight, folio 93, 94.--Miss
Strickland says (Lives of the Queens, three, page 459), that this was
Mary, wife of James Basset; but the Tallies Roll for 2-3 Philip et Mary
distinctly names this lady as one of Queen Mary's maids of honour, in
recording the payment of her pension--"_Anna_ Basset, virginis Reginae."

Note 3. Harl. Ms. 425, folio 92, 93.

Note 4. Underhill is a Warwickshire family, but Anne Wynter, the mother
of Edward Underhill, was a Worcestershire woman.

Note 5. Notes on this poem. See Harl. Ms. 424, folio 9. Plags means
plagues. "Wealthe" means "personal interest." "Wreche" means "wretch."
"Lake" means "lack." "Wrake" means "wrack."

CHAPTER NINE.

WHO PAID THE PENALTY.

"And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse--
Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted Queen."

Shakespeare.

Few hours had been tolled on the great clock of Saint Paul's, or had
rung across the water from the Tower guns, ere England knew what was the
vengeance to be taken. Once more royal blood was shed upon Tower Hill;
once more England stooped to commit murder at the dictation of a foreign
power. The white dove was sacrificed.

About ten o'clock on the morning of the 12th of February, Lord Guilford
Dudley was beheaded on Tower Hill. It is plain that he died a
Protestant, seeing that no priest was present at his death. And like
the fiends they were, his executioners brought him, both going to the
scaffold, and his dead body in returning, past the windows of
Partridge's house, where his poor young wife had her lodging. They let
her--that tender bird of seventeen short summers--from her chamber
lattice see all the horror she could see, and feel all the agony she
could feel; and then they brought her forth, to die also.

Calmly and quietly, as though she had been going to her forfeited
throne, she came forth to her death. And she was going t