This, you may be sure, was touching me very closely, and I began to
wish the whole infernal mess at the bottom of the sea. If Jane went,
his august majesty, King Henry VIII, would be without a Master of the
Dance, just as sure as the stars twinkled in the firmament. It was,
however, soon decided that Brandon would have his hands more than full
to get off with one woman, and that two would surely spoil the plan.
So Jane was to be left behind, full of tribulation and indignation,
firmly convinced that she was being treated very badly.
Although at first Jane was violently opposed to the scheme, she soon
caught the contagious ardor of Mary's enthusiasm, and knowing that her
dear lady's every chance of happiness was staked upon the throw, grew
more reconciled. To a person of Jane's age, this venture for love
offers itself as the last and only cast--the cast for all--and in this
particular case there was enough of romance to catch the fancy of any
girl. Nothing was lacking to make it truly romantic.
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