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King's favorite kept his seat. With Lady Wyatt's arm about her, the King's ward passed between the lines of standing gentle- men to the door, there hesitated, turned, and, facing them with I know not what of pride and shame, wistfulness of entreaty and noble challenge to belief in the face and form that were of all women's most beautiful, curtsied to them until her knee touched the floor. She was gone, and the sunlight with her. When I turned upon that shameless lord where he sat in his evil beauty, with his honor dead before him, men came hastily in between. I put them aside with a laugh. I had but wanted to look at him. I had no sword,—already he lay beneath my chal- lenge,—and words are weak things. At length he rose, as arrogant as ever in his port, as evilly su- perb in his towering pride, and as amazingly indifferent to the thoughts of men who lied not. "This case hath wearied me," he said. "I will retire for a while to rest, and in dreams to live over a past sweetness. Give you good-day, gentles! Sir Francis Wy- att, you will remember that this gentleman did resist arrest, and that he lieth under the King's displeasure!" So saying he clapped his hat upon his head and walked out of the cabin. The Company's officers drew a long breath, as if a fresher air had come in with his departure. "I have no choice, Captain Percy, but to keep you still under restraint, both here and when we shall reach Jamestown," said the Governor. "All that the Company, through me, can do, con- sistent with its duty to his Majesty, to lighten your confinement shall be done"— "Then send him not again into the hold, Sir Francis!" ex- claimed the Treasurer, with a wry face. The Governor laughed. "Lighter and sweeter quarters shall be found. Your wife's a brave lady, Captain Percy"— "And a passing fair one," said Claybourne under his breath. "I left a friend below in the hold, your Honor," I said. "He came with me from Jamestown because he was my friend. The King hath never heard of him. And he's no more a pirate than I or you, your Honor. He is a minister,—a sober, meek, and godly man"— From behind the Secretary rose the singsong of my acquaint- ance of the hold, Dr. John Pott. "He is Jeremy, your Honor, Jeremy who made the town merry at Blackfriars. Your Honor