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"
Take
him
away
--
he
hath
earned
his
death
.
'
Tis
a
pity
,
for
he
was
a
brave
heart
--
na
--
na
,
I
mean
he
hath
the
look
of
it
!
"
The
prisoner
clasped
his
hands
together
with
sudden
energy
,
and
wrung
them
despairingly
,
at
the
same
time
appealing
imploringly
to
the
'
King
'
in
broken
and
terrified
phrases
--
"
O
my
lord
the
King
,
an
'
thou
canst
pity
the
lost
,
have
pity
upon
me
!
I
am
innocent
--
neither
hath
that
wherewith
I
am
charged
been
more
than
but
lamely
proved
--
yet
I
speak
not
of
that
;
the
judgment
is
gone
forth
against
me
and
may
not
suffer
alteration
;
yet
in
mine
extremity
I
beg
a
boon
,
for
my
doom
is
more
than
I
can
bear
.
A
grace
,
a
grace
,
my
lord
the
King
!
in
thy
royal
compassion
grant
my
prayer
--
give
commandment
that
I
be
hanged
!
"
Tom
was
amazed
.
This
was
not
the
outcome
he
had
looked
for
.
"
Odds
my
life
,
a
strange
boon
!
Was
it
not
the
fate
intended
thee
?
"
"
O
good
my
liege
,
not
so
!
It
is
ordered
that
I
be
boiled
alive
!
"
The
hideous
surprise
of
these
words
almost
made
Tom
spring
from
his
chair
.
As
soon
as
he
could
recover
his
wits
he
cried
out
--
"
Have
thy
wish
,
poor
soul
!
an
'
thou
had
poisoned
a
hundred
men
thou
shouldst
not
suffer
so
miserable
a
death
.
"
The
prisoner
bowed
his
face
to
the
ground
and
burst
into
passionate
expressions
of
gratitude
--
ending
with
--
