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Just
then
the
jailer
came
in
with
some
subordinates
,
and
commanded
that
the
prisoners
be
conducted
to
the
jail-yard
.
The
King
was
overjoyed
--
it
would
be
a
blessed
thing
to
see
the
blue
sky
and
breathe
the
fresh
air
once
more
.
He
fretted
and
chafed
at
the
slowness
of
the
officers
,
but
his
turn
came
at
last
,
and
he
was
released
from
his
staple
and
ordered
to
follow
the
other
prisoners
with
Hendon
.
The
court
or
quadrangle
was
stone-paved
,
and
open
to
the
sky
.
The
prisoners
entered
it
through
a
massive
archway
of
masonry
,
and
were
placed
in
file
,
standing
,
with
their
backs
against
the
wall
.
A
rope
was
stretched
in
front
of
them
,
and
they
were
also
guarded
by
their
officers
.
It
was
a
chill
and
lowering
morning
,
and
a
light
snow
which
had
fallen
during
the
night
whitened
the
great
empty
space
and
added
to
the
general
dismalness
of
its
aspect
.
Now
and
then
a
wintry
wind
shivered
through
the
place
and
sent
the
snow
eddying
hither
and
thither
.
In
the
centre
of
the
court
stood
two
women
,
chained
to
posts
.
A
glance
showed
the
King
that
these
were
his
good
friends
.
He
shuddered
,
and
said
to
himself
,
"
Alack
,
they
are
not
gone
free
,
as
I
had
thought
.
To
think
that
such
as
these
should
know
the
lash
!
--
in
England
!
Ay
,
there
's
the
shame
of
it
--
not
in
Heathennesse
,
Christian
England
!
They
will
be
scourged
;
and
I
,
whom
they
have
comforted
and
kindly
entreated
,
must
look
on
and
see
the
great
wrong
done
;
it
is
strange
,
so
strange
,
that
I
,
the
very
source
of
power
in
this
broad
realm
,
am
helpless
to
protect
them
.
But
let
these
miscreants
look
well
to
themselves
,
for
there
is
a
day
coming
when
I
will
require
of
them
a
heavy
reckoning
for
this
work
.
For
every
blow
they
strike
now
,
they
shall
feel
a
hundred
then
.
"
A
great
gate
swung
open
,
and
a
crowd
of
citizens
poured
in
.
They
flocked
around
the
two
women
,
and
hid
them
from
the
King
's
view
.
A
clergyman
entered
and
passed
through
the
crowd
,
and
he
also
was
hidden
.
The
King
now
heard
talking
,
back
and
forth
,
as
if
questions
were
being
asked
and
answered
,
but
he
could
not
make
out
what
was
said
.
Next
there
was
a
deal
of
bustle
and
preparation
,
and
much
passing
and
repassing
of
officials
through
that
part
of
the
crowd
that
stood
on
the
further
side
of
the
women
;
and
whilst
this
proceeded
a
deep
hush
gradually
fell
upon
the
people
.
Now
,
by
command
,
the
masses
parted
and
fell
aside
,
and
the
King
saw
a
spectacle
that
froze
the
marrow
in
his
bones
.
Faggots
had
been
piled
about
the
two
women
,
and
a
kneeling
man
was
lighting
them
!
The
women
bowed
their
heads
,
and
covered
their
faces
with
their
hands
;
the
yellow
flames
began
to
climb
upward
among
the
snapping
and
crackling
faggots
,
and
wreaths
of
blue
smoke
to
stream
away
on
the
wind
;
the
clergyman
lifted
his
hands
and
began
a
prayer
--
just
then
two
young
girls
came
flying
through
the
great
gate
,
uttering
piercing
screams
,
and
threw
themselves
upon
the
women
at
the
stake
.
Instantly
they
were
torn
away
by
the
officers
,
and
one
of
them
was
kept
in
a
tight
grip
,
but
the
other
broke
loose
,
saying
she
would
die
with
her
mother
;
and
before
she
could
be
stopped
she
had
flung
her
arms
about
her
mother
's
neck
again
.
She
was
torn
away
once
more
,
and
with
her
gown
on
fire
.
Two
or
three
men
held
her
,
and
the
burning
portion
of
her
gown
was
snatched
off
and
thrown
flaming
aside
,
she
struggling
all
the
while
to
free
herself
,
and
saying
she
would
be
alone
in
the
world
,
now
;
and
begging
to
be
allowed
to
die
with
her
mother
.
Both
the
girls
screamed
continually
,
and
fought
for
freedom
;
but
suddenly
this
tumult
was
drowned
under
a
volley
of
heart-piercing
shrieks
of
mortal
agony
--
the
King
glanced
from
the
frantic
girls
to
the
stake
,
then
turned
away
and
leaned
his
ashen
face
against
the
wall
,
and
looked
no
more
.
He
said
,
"
That
which
I
have
seen
,
in
that
one
little
moment
,
will
never
go
out
from
my
memory
,
but
will
abide
there
;
and
I
shall
see
it
all
the
days
,
and
dream
of
it
all
the
nights
,
till
I
die
.
Would
God
I
had
been
blind
!
"
Hendon
was
watching
the
King
.
He
said
to
himself
,
with
satisfaction
,
"
His
disorder
mendeth
;
he
hath
changed
,
and
groweth
gentler
.
If
he
had
followed
his
wont
,
he
would
have
stormed
at
these
varlets
,
and
said
he
was
King
,
and
commanded
that
the
women
be
turned
loose
unscathed
.
Soon
his
delusion
will
pass
away
and
be
forgotten
,
and
his
poor
mind
will
be
whole
again
.
God
speed
the
day
!
"
