To Arthur Marwood...

“Da habt Ihr schon das End vom Lied”...

“The Bishop of Rome⁠—” Thomas Cranmer began a hesitating speech. In the pause after the words the King himself hesitated, as if he poised between a heavy rage and a sardonic humour. He deemed, however...

“The Bishop of Rome⁠—” Thomas Cranmer began a hesitating speech. In the pause after the words the King himself hesitated, as if he poised between a heavy rage and a sardonic humour. He deemed, however...

It was almost within earshot of these two men in their dim cell that the Queen walked from the sunlight into shadow and out again. This great terrace looked to the north and west, and, from the little...

When Henry was calmed by his pacing in her chamber he came out to her in the sunlight, rolling and bear-like, and so huge that the terrace seemed to grow smaller. “Chuck,” he said to her, “I ha’ done ...

The Lady Mary of England sat alone in a fair room with little arched windows that gave high up on to the terrace. It was the best room that ever she had had since her mother, the Queen Katharine of Ar...

There fell upon the castle a deep peace when the King and most of the men were gone. The Queen had the ordering of all things in the castle and of most in the realm. Beneath her she had the Archbishop...

In the underground cell, above the red and gold table that afternoon, Lascelles wrought at a fair copy of the King’s letter to the Pope, amended as it had been by Udal’s hand. The Archbishop had come ...

It was the Queen’s habit to go every night, when the business of the day was done, to pray, along with the Lady Mary, in the small chapel that was in the roof of the castle. To vespers she went with a...

There came in the shaven Lascelles and fell upon his knees, holding up the sheets of the letter he had copied. The Queen took them from him and laid them upon the great table, being minded later to re...

In these summer days there was much faring abroad in the broad lands to north and to south of the Pontefract Castle. The sunlight lay across moors and uplands. The King was come with all his many to N...

In these summer days there was much faring abroad in the broad lands to north and to south of the Pontefract Castle. The sunlight lay across moors and uplands. The King was come with all his many to N...

In the part of Lincolnshire that is a little to the northeastward of Stamford was a tract of country that had been granted to the monks of St. Radigund’s at Dover by William the Conqueror. These monks...

The Sieur Lascelles looked round him in that dim cave. “Ho!” he said, “this place stinks,” and he pulled from his pocket a dried and shrivelled orange-peel purse stuffed with cloves and ginger. “Ho!” ...

On that third night the Queen was with the Lady Mary, once more in her chamber, having come down as before, from the chapel in the roof, to pray her submit to her father’s will. Mary had withstood her...

Coming very late to her bedroom the Queen found awaiting her her tiring-maid, Mary Trelyon, whom she had advanced into the post that Margot Poins had held, and the old Lady Rochford. “Why,” she said t...

The Lady Rochford lay back upon the floor in a great faint. “Heaven help me!” the Queen said. “I had rather she had played the villain than been such a palterer.” She glided to the table and picked up...

The Lady Rochford lay back upon the floor in a great faint. “Heaven help me!” the Queen said. “I had rather she had played the villain than been such a palterer.” She glided to the table and picked up...

The King thought fit to change his mood, so that it was with uplifted brows and a quizzing smile at the corners of his mouth that for a minute he greeted these frightened lords in the doorway. They st...

Down in the lower castle, the Archbishop was accustomed, when he undressed, to have with him neither priest nor page, but only, when he desired to converse of public matters⁠—as now he did⁠—his gentle...

The Queen was at Hampton, and it was the late autumn. She had been sad since they came from Pontefract, for it had seemed more than ever apparent that the King’s letter to Rome must be ever delayed in...

The Queen was at Hampton, and it was the late autumn. She had been sad since they came from Pontefract, for it had seemed more than ever apparent that the King’s letter to Rome must be ever delayed in...

Gardiner, Bishop of Winchester, had builded him a new tennis court in where his stables had been before poverty had caused him to sell the major part of his horseflesh. He called to him the Duke of No...

In the Master Printer Badge’s house⁠—and he was the uncle of Margot and of the young Poins⁠—there was a great and solemn dissertation towards. For word had been brought that certain strangers come on ...

The Queen was walking in the long gallery of Hampton Court. The afternoon was still new, but rain was falling very fast, so that through the windows all trees were blurred with mist, and all alleys ra...

The King sat on the raised throne of his council chamber. All the Lords of his Council were there and all in black. There was Norfolk with his yellow face who feigned to laugh and scoff, now that he h...