All things, however, must end, so early in the morning I hastened to
our rooms, where I found Brandon lying in his clothes, everything
saturated with blood from a dozen sword cuts. He was very weak, and I
at once had in a barber, who took off his shirt of mail and dressed
his wounds. He then dropped into a deep sleep, while I watched the
night out. Upon awakening Brandon told me all that had happened, but
asked me to say nothing of his illness, as he wished to keep the fact
of his wounds secret in order that he might better conceal the cause
of them. But, as I told you, he did not speak of Buckingham's part in
the affray.
I saw the princess that afternoon, and expected, of course, she would
inquire for her defender. One who had given such timely help and who
was suffering so much on her account was surely worth a little
solicitude; but not a word did she ask. She did not come near me, but
made a point of avoidance, as I could plainly see. The next morning
she, with Jane, went over to Scotland Palace without so much as a
breath of inquiry from either of them.
Pages:
171
172
173
174
175
176
177
178
179
180
181
182
183
184
185
186
187
188
189
190
191
192
193
194
195