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"
Since
when
is
he
a
duke
,
and
Lord
Protector
?
"
"
Since
the
last
day
of
January
.
"
"
And
prithee
who
made
him
so
?
"
"
Himself
and
the
Great
Council
--
with
help
of
the
King
.
"
His
Majesty
started
violently
.
"
The
King
!
"
he
cried
.
"
What
king
,
good
sir
?
"
"
What
king
,
indeed
!
(
God-a-mercy
,
what
aileth
the
boy
?
)
Sith
we
have
but
one
,
'
tis
not
difficult
to
answer
--
his
most
sacred
Majesty
King
Edward
the
Sixth
--
whom
God
preserve
!
Yea
,
and
a
dear
and
gracious
little
urchin
is
he
,
too
;
and
whether
he
be
mad
or
no
--
and
they
say
he
mendeth
daily
--
his
praises
are
on
all
men
's
lips
;
and
all
bless
him
,
likewise
,
and
offer
prayers
that
he
may
be
spared
to
reign
long
in
England
;
for
he
began
humanely
with
saving
the
old
Duke
of
Norfolk
's
life
,
and
now
is
he
bent
on
destroying
the
cruellest
of
the
laws
that
harry
and
oppress
the
people
.
"
This
news
struck
his
Majesty
dumb
with
amazement
,
and
plunged
him
into
so
deep
and
dismal
a
reverie
that
he
heard
no
more
of
the
old
man
's
gossip
.
He
wondered
if
the
'
little
urchin
'
was
the
beggar-boy
whom
he
left
dressed
in
his
own
garments
in
the
palace
.
It
did
not
seem
possible
that
this
could
be
,
for
surely
his
manners
and
speech
would
betray
him
if
he
pretended
to
be
the
Prince
of
Wales
--
then
he
would
be
driven
out
,
and
search
made
for
the
true
prince
.
Could
it
be
that
the
Court
had
set
up
some
sprig
of
the
nobility
in
his
place
?
No
,
for
his
uncle
would
not
allow
that
--
he
was
all-powerful
and
could
and
would
crush
such
a
movement
,
of
course
.
The
boy
's
musings
profited
him
nothing
;
the
more
he
tried
to
unriddle
the
mystery
the
more
perplexed
he
became
,
the
more
his
head
ached
,
and
the
worse
he
slept
.
His
impatience
to
get
to
London
grew
hourly
,
and
his
captivity
became
almost
unendurable
.
Hendon
's
arts
all
failed
with
the
King
--
he
could
not
be
comforted
;
but
a
couple
of
women
who
were
chained
near
him
succeeded
better
.
Under
their
gentle
ministrations
he
found
peace
and
learned
a
degree
of
patience
.
He
was
very
grateful
,
and
came
to
love
them
dearly
and
to
delight
in
the
sweet
and
soothing
influence
of
their
presence
.
He
asked
them
why
they
were
in
prison
,
and
when
they
said
they
were
Baptists
,
he
smiled
,
and
inquired
--
"
Is
that
a
crime
to
be
shut
up
for
in
a
prison
?
Now
I
grieve
,
for
I
shall
lose
ye
--
they
will
not
keep
ye
long
for
such
a
little
thing
.
"
