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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Prince and The Pauper, Part 8. + +Author: Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) + +Release Date: July 4, 2004 [EBook #7161] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER, PART 8. *** + + + + +Produced by David Widger + + + + + +</pre> + + + + + + + +<br> +<hr> +<br><br><br><br><br><br> + + + +<center> +<h1>THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER</h1> +<br><br> +<h2>by Mark Twain +<br><br><br><br>Part Eight +</h2> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="bookcover.jpg (148K)" src="images/bookcover.jpg" height="1018" width="948"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="frontispiece1.jpg (135K)" src="images/frontispiece1.jpg" height="1067" width="745"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="frontispiece2.jpg (123K)" src="images/frontispiece2.jpg" height="939" width="747"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="titlepage.jpg (62K)" src="images/titlepage.jpg" height="1083" width="815"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="greatseal.jpg (68K)" src="images/greatseal.jpg" height="438" width="711"> +<br>The Great Seal +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="dedication.jpg (21K)" src="images/dedication.jpg" height="420" width="663"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="inscription.jpg (16K)" src="images/inscription.jpg" height="219" width="601"> +</center> + + +<br><br><br><br> + +<br><br> +<blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote> +<b> +I will set down a tale as it was told to me by one who had it of his +father, which latter had it of HIS father, this last having in like +manner had it of HIS father—and so on, back and still back, three +hundred years and more, the fathers transmitting it to the sons and so +preserving it. It may be history, it may be only a legend, a tradition. +It may have happened, it may not have happened: but it COULD have +happened. It may be that the wise and the learned believed it in the old +days; it may be that only the unlearned and the simple loved it and +credited it.</b> +</blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote> + +<br><br><br><br> + + + + +<h2> +CONTENTS</h2> + +<center> +<table summary=""> +<tr><td> + + + +XXVII. </td><td><a href="#c27">In prison.</a><br></td></tr><tr><td> +XXVIII. </td><td><a href="#c28">The sacrifice.</a><br></td></tr><tr><td> +XXIX. </td><td><a href="#c29">To London.</a><br></td></tr><tr><td> +XXX. </td><td><a href="#c30">Tom's progress.</a><br></td></tr><tr><td> +XXXI. </td><td><a href="#c31">The Recognition procession.</a><br></td></tr> + + + +</table> +</center> + + + + + + +<br><br><br><br> + +<h2>ILLUSTRATIONS</h2> +<center> +<table summary=""> +<tr><td> + + + +<a href="#27-315">IN PRISON</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-318">"CHAINED IN A LARGE ROOM"</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-320">"THE OLD MAN LOOKED HENDON OVER"</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-321">"INFORMATION DELIVERED IN A LOW VOICE"</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-323">"THE KING!" HE CRIED. "WHAT KING?"</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-326">"TWO WOMEN CHAINED TO POSTS"</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-328">"TORN AWAY BY THE OFFICERS"</a><br><br> +<a href="#27-329">"THE KING WAS FURIOUS"</a><br><br> +<a href="#28-331">THE SACRIFICE</a><br><br> +<a href="#28-334">"HE CONFRONTED THE OFFICER IN CHARGE"</a><br><br> +<a href="#28-336">"WHILE THE LASH WAS APPLIED"</a><br><br> +<a href="#28-337">"SIR HUGH SPURRED AWAY"</a><br><br> +<a href="#29-339">TO LONDON</a><br><br> +<a href="#29-342">"MOUNTED AND RODE OFF WITH THE KING"</a><br><br> +<a href="#29-343">"MIDST OF A JAM OF HOWLING PEOPLE"</a><br><br> +<a href="#30-345">TOM'S PROGRESS</a><br><br> +<a href="#30-348">"TO KISS HIS HAND AT PARTING"</a><br><br> +<a href="#30-348">"COMMANDED HER TO GO TO HER CLOSET"</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-351">THE RECOGNITION PROCESSION</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-353">THE START FOR THE TOWER</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-355">"WELCOME, O KING!"</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-356">"A LARGESS! A LARGESS!"</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-359">"SHE WAS AT HIS SIDE"</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-361">"IT IS AN ILL TIME FOR DREAMING"</a><br><br> +<a href="#31-362">"SHE WAS MY MOTHER"</a><br><br> + + +</td></tr> +</table> +</center> + + + + + + +<br><br><hr><br> +<br><br> +<a name="c27"></a> +<a name="27-315"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-315.jpg (58K)" src="images/27-315.jpg" height="569" width="600"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Chapter XXVII. In prison.</p> + +<p>The cells were all crowded; so the two friends were chained in a large +room where persons charged with trifling offences were commonly kept. +They had company, for there were some twenty manacled and fettered +prisoners here, of both sexes and of varying ages,—an obscene and noisy +gang. The King chafed bitterly over the stupendous indignity thus put +upon his royalty, but Hendon was moody and taciturn. He was pretty +thoroughly bewildered; he had come home, a jubilant prodigal, expecting +to find everybody wild with joy over his return; and instead had got the +cold shoulder and a jail. The promise and the fulfilment differed so +widely that the effect was stunning; he could not decide whether it was +most tragic or most grotesque. He felt much as a man might who had +danced blithely out to enjoy a rainbow, and got struck by lightning.</p> + +<p>But gradually his confused and tormenting thoughts settled down into some +sort of order, and then his mind centred itself upon Edith. He turned +her conduct over, and examined it in all lights, but he could not make +anything satisfactory out of it. Did she know him—or didn't she know +him? It was a perplexing puzzle, and occupied him a long time; but he +ended, finally, with the conviction that she did know him, and had +repudiated him for interested reasons. He wanted to load her name with +curses now; but this name had so long been sacred to him that he found he +could not bring his tongue to profane it.</p> + + +<br><br> +<a name="27-318"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-318.jpg (125K)" src="images/27-318.jpg" height="721" width="724"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Wrapped in prison blankets of a soiled and tattered condition, Hendon and +the King passed a troubled night. For a bribe the jailer had furnished +liquor to some of the prisoners; singing of ribald songs, fighting, +shouting, and carousing was the natural consequence. At last, a while +after midnight, a man attacked a woman and nearly killed her by beating +her over the head with his manacles before the jailer could come to the +rescue. The jailer restored peace by giving the man a sound clubbing +about the head and shoulders—then the carousing ceased; and after that, +all had an opportunity to sleep who did not mind the annoyance of the +moanings and groanings of the two wounded people.</p> + +<p>During the ensuing week, the days and nights were of a monotonous +sameness as to events; men whose faces Hendon remembered more or less +distinctly, came, by day, to gaze at the 'impostor' and repudiate and +insult him; and by night the carousing and brawling went on with +symmetrical regularity. However, there was a change of incident at last. +The jailer brought in an old man, and said to him—</p> + +<p>"The villain is in this room—cast thy old eyes about and see if thou +canst say which is he."</p> + +<p>Hendon glanced up, and experienced a pleasant sensation for the first +time since he had been in the jail. He said to himself, "This is Blake +Andrews, a servant all his life in my father's family—a good honest +soul, with a right heart in his breast. That is, formerly. But none are +true now; all are liars. This man will know me—and will deny me, too, +like the rest."</p> + +<p>The old man gazed around the room, glanced at each face in turn, and +finally said—</p> + +<p>"I see none here but paltry knaves, scum o' the streets. Which is he?"</p> + +<p>The jailer laughed.</p> + +<p>"Here," he said; "scan this big animal, and grant me an opinion."</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="27-320"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-320.jpg (112K)" src="images/27-320.jpg" height="642" width="654"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>The old man approached, and looked Hendon over, long and earnestly, then +shook his head and said—</p> + +<p>"Marry, THIS is no Hendon—nor ever was!"</p> + +<p>"Right! Thy old eyes are sound yet. An' I were Sir Hugh, I would take +the shabby carle and—"</p> + +<p>The jailer finished by lifting himself a-tip-toe with an imaginary +halter, at the same time making a gurgling noise in his throat suggestive +of suffocation. The old man said, vindictively—</p> + +<p>"Let him bless God an' he fare no worse. An' _I_ had the handling o' the +villain he should roast, or I am no true man!"</p> + +<p>The jailer laughed a pleasant hyena laugh, and said—</p> + +<p>"Give him a piece of thy mind, old man—they all do it. Thou'lt find it +good diversion."</p> + +<p>Then he sauntered toward his ante-room and disappeared. The old man +dropped upon his knees and whispered—</p> + +<p>"God be thanked, thou'rt come again, my master! I believed thou wert +dead these seven years, and lo, here thou art alive! I knew thee the +moment I saw thee; and main hard work it was to keep a stony countenance +and seem to see none here but tuppenny knaves and rubbish o' the streets. +I am old and poor, Sir Miles; but say the word and I will go forth and +proclaim the truth though I be strangled for it."</p> + +<p>"No," said Hendon; "thou shalt not. It would ruin thee, and yet help but +little in my cause. But I thank thee, for thou hast given me back +somewhat of my lost faith in my kind."</p> + +<p>The old servant became very valuable to Hendon and the King; for he +dropped in several times a day to 'abuse' the former, and always smuggled +in a few delicacies to help out the prison bill of fare; he also +furnished the current news. Hendon reserved the dainties for the King; +without them his Majesty might not have survived, for he was not able to +eat the coarse and wretched food provided by the jailer. Andrews was +obliged to confine himself to brief visits, in order to avoid suspicion; +but he managed to impart a fair degree of information each +time—information delivered in a low voice, for Hendon's benefit, and +interlarded with insulting epithets delivered in a louder voice for the +benefit of other hearers.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="27-321"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-321.jpg (102K)" src="images/27-321.jpg" height="575" width="697"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>So, little by little, the story of the family came out. Arthur had been +dead six years. This loss, with the absence of news from Hendon, +impaired the father's health; he believed he was going to die, and he +wished to see Hugh and Edith settled in life before he passed away; but +Edith begged hard for delay, hoping for Miles's return; then the letter +came which brought the news of Miles's death; the shock prostrated Sir +Richard; he believed his end was very near, and he and Hugh insisted upon +the marriage; Edith begged for and obtained a month's respite, then +another, and finally a third; the marriage then took place by the +death-bed of Sir Richard. It had not proved a happy one. It was whispered +about the country that shortly after the nuptials the bride found among +her husband's papers several rough and incomplete drafts of the fatal +letter, and had accused him of precipitating the marriage—and Sir +Richard's death, too—by a wicked forgery. Tales of cruelty to the Lady +Edith and the servants were to be heard on all hands; and since the +father's death Sir Hugh had thrown off all soft disguises and become a +pitiless master toward all who in any way depended upon him and his +domains for bread.</p> + +<p>There was a bit of Andrew's gossip which the King listened to with a +lively interest—</p> + +<p>"There is rumour that the King is mad. But in charity forbear to say _I_ +mentioned it, for 'tis death to speak of it, they say."</p> + +<p>His Majesty glared at the old man and said—</p> + +<p>"The King is NOT mad, good man—and thou'lt find it to thy advantage to +busy thyself with matters that nearer concern thee than this seditious +prattle."</p> + +<p>"What doth the lad mean?" said Andrews, surprised at this brisk assault +from such an unexpected quarter. Hendon gave him a sign, and he did not +pursue his question, but went on with his budget—</p> + +<p>"The late King is to be buried at Windsor in a day or two—the 16th of +the month—and the new King will be crowned at Westminster the 20th."</p> + +<p>"Methinks they must needs find him first," muttered his Majesty; then +added, confidently, "but they will look to that—and so also shall I."</p> + +<p>"In the name of—"</p> + +<p>But the old man got no further—a warning sign from Hendon checked his +remark. He resumed the thread of his gossip—</p> + +<p>"Sir Hugh goeth to the coronation—and with grand hopes. He confidently +looketh to come back a peer, for he is high in favour with the Lord +Protector."</p> + +<p>"What Lord Protector?" asked his Majesty.</p> + +<p>"His Grace the Duke of Somerset."</p> + +<p>"What Duke of Somerset?"</p> + +<p>"Marry, there is but one—Seymour, Earl of Hertford."</p> + +<p>The King asked sharply—</p> + +<p>"Since when is HE a duke, and Lord Protector?"</p> + +<p>"Since the last day of January."</p> + +<p>"And prithee who made him so?"</p> + +<p>"Himself and the Great Council—with help of the King."</p> + +<p>His Majesty started violently. "The KING!" he cried. "WHAT king, good +sir?"</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="27-323"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-323.jpg (114K)" src="images/27-323.jpg" height="667" width="718"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>"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."</p> + +<p>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.</p> + +<p>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—</p> + +<p>"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."</p> + +<p>They did not answer; and something in their faces made him uneasy. He +said, eagerly—</p> + +<p>"You do not speak; be good to me, and tell me—there will be no other +punishment? Prithee tell me there is no fear of that."</p> + +<p>They tried to change the topic, but his fears were aroused, and he +pursued it—</p> + +<p>"Will they scourge thee? No, no, they would not be so cruel! Say they +would not. Come, they WILL not, will they?"</p> + +<p>The women betrayed confusion and distress, but there was no avoiding an +answer, so one of them said, in a voice choked with emotion—</p> + +<p>"Oh, thou'lt break our hearts, thou gentle spirit!—God will help us to +bear our—"</p> + +<p>"It is a confession!" the King broke in. "Then they WILL scourge thee, +the stony-hearted wretches! But oh, thou must not weep, I cannot bear +it. Keep up thy courage—I shall come to my own in time to save thee +from this bitter thing, and I will do it!"</p> + +<p>When the King awoke in the morning, the women were gone.</p> + +<p>"They are saved!" he said, joyfully; then added, despondently, "but woe +is me!—for they were my comforters."</p> + +<p>Each of them had left a shred of ribbon pinned to his clothing, in token +of remembrance. He said he would keep these things always; and that soon +he would seek out these dear good friends of his and take them under his +protection.</p> + +<p>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.</p> + +<p>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.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="27-326"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-326.jpg (53K)" src="images/27-326.jpg" height="627" width="384"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>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."</p> + +<p>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.</p> + +<p>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!</p> + +<p>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!"</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="27-328"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-328.jpg (118K)" src="images/27-328.jpg" height="673" width="737"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>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!"</p> + +<p>That same day several prisoners were brought in to remain over night, who +were being conveyed, under guard, to various places in the kingdom, to +undergo punishment for crimes committed. The King conversed with +these—he had made it a point, from the beginning, to instruct himself for the +kingly office by questioning prisoners whenever the opportunity +offered—and the tale of their woes wrung his heart. One of them was a poor +half-witted woman who had stolen a yard or two of cloth from a weaver—she was +to be hanged for it. Another was a man who had been accused of stealing +a horse; he said the proof had failed, and he had imagined that he was +safe from the halter; but no—he was hardly free before he was arraigned +for killing a deer in the King's park; this was proved against him, and +now he was on his way to the gallows. There was a tradesman's apprentice +whose case particularly distressed the King; this youth said he found a +hawk, one evening, that had escaped from its owner, and he took it home +with him, imagining himself entitled to it; but the court convicted him +of stealing it, and sentenced him to death.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="27-329"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="27-329.jpg (60K)" src="images/27-329.jpg" height="613" width="382"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>The King was furious over these inhumanities, and wanted Hendon to break +jail and fly with him to Westminster, so that he could mount his throne +and hold out his sceptre in mercy over these unfortunate people and save +their lives. "Poor child," sighed Hendon, "these woeful tales have +brought his malady upon him again; alack, but for this evil hap, he would +have been well in a little time."</p> + +<p>Among these prisoners was an old lawyer—a man with a strong face and a +dauntless mien. Three years past, he had written a pamphlet against the +Lord Chancellor, accusing him of injustice, and had been punished for it +by the loss of his ears in the pillory, and degradation from the bar, and +in addition had been fined 3,000 pounds and sentenced to imprisonment for +life. Lately he had repeated his offence; and in consequence was now +under sentence to lose WHAT REMAINED OF HIS EARS, pay a fine of 5,000 +pounds, be branded on both cheeks, and remain in prison for life.</p> + +<p>"These be honourable scars," he said, and turned back his grey hair and +showed the mutilated stubs of what had once been his ears.</p> + +<p>The King's eye burned with passion. He said—</p> + +<p>"None believe in me—neither wilt thou. But no matter—within the +compass of a month thou shalt be free; and more, the laws that have +dishonoured thee, and shamed the English name, shall be swept from the +statute books. The world is made wrong; kings should go to school to +their own laws, at times, and so learn mercy." {1}</p> + + +<br><br><hr><br> +<br><br> +<a name="c28"></a> +<a name="28-331"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="28-331.jpg (48K)" src="images/28-331.jpg" height="421" width="734"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<p>Chapter XXVIII. The sacrifice.</p> + +<p>Meantime Miles was growing sufficiently tired of confinement and +inaction. But now his trial came on, to his great gratification, and he +thought he could welcome any sentence provided a further imprisonment +should not be a part of it. But he was mistaken about that. He was in a +fine fury when he found himself described as a 'sturdy vagabond' and +sentenced to sit two hours in the stocks for bearing that character and +for assaulting the master of Hendon Hall. His pretensions as to +brothership with his prosecutor, and rightful heirship to the Hendon +honours and estates, were left contemptuously unnoticed, as being not +even worth examination.</p> + +<p>He raged and threatened on his way to punishment, but it did no good; he +was snatched roughly along by the officers, and got an occasional cuff, +besides, for his irreverent conduct.</p> + +<p>The King could not pierce through the rabble that swarmed behind; so he +was obliged to follow in the rear, remote from his good friend and +servant. The King had been nearly condemned to the stocks himself for +being in such bad company, but had been let off with a lecture and a +warning, in consideration of his youth. When the crowd at last halted, +he flitted feverishly from point to point around its outer rim, hunting a +place to get through; and at last, after a deal of difficulty and delay, +succeeded. There sat his poor henchman in the degrading stocks, the +sport and butt of a dirty mob—he, the body servant of the King of +England! Edward had heard the sentence pronounced, but he had not +realised the half that it meant. His anger began to rise as the sense of +this new indignity which had been put upon him sank home; it jumped to +summer heat, the next moment, when he saw an egg sail through the air and +crush itself against Hendon's cheek, and heard the crowd roar its +enjoyment of the episode. He sprang across the open circle and +confronted the officer in charge, crying—</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="28-334"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="28-334.jpg (119K)" src="images/28-334.jpg" height="637" width="707"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>"For shame! This is my servant—set him free! I am the—"</p> + +<p>"Oh, peace!" exclaimed Hendon, in a panic, "thou'lt destroy thyself. +Mind him not, officer, he is mad."</p> + +<p>"Give thyself no trouble as to the matter of minding him, good man, I +have small mind to mind him; but as to teaching him somewhat, to that I +am well inclined." He turned to a subordinate and said, "Give the little +fool a taste or two of the lash, to mend his manners."</p> + +<p>"Half a dozen will better serve his turn," suggested Sir Hugh, who had +ridden up, a moment before, to take a passing glance at the proceedings.</p> + +<p>The King was seized. He did not even struggle, so paralysed was he with +the mere thought of the monstrous outrage that was proposed to be +inflicted upon his sacred person. History was already defiled with the +record of the scourging of an English king with whips—it was an +intolerable reflection that he must furnish a duplicate of that shameful +page. He was in the toils, there was no help for him; he must either +take this punishment or beg for its remission. Hard conditions; he would +take the stripes—a king might do that, but a king could not beg.</p> + +<p>But meantime, Miles Hendon was resolving the difficulty. "Let the child +go," said he; "ye heartless dogs, do ye not see how young and frail he +is? Let him go—I will take his lashes."</p> + +<p>"Marry, a good thought—and thanks for it," said Sir Hugh, his face +lighting with a sardonic satisfaction. "Let the little beggar go, and +give this fellow a dozen in his place—an honest dozen, well laid on." +The King was in the act of entering a fierce protest, but Sir Hugh +silenced him with the potent remark, "Yes, speak up, do, and free thy +mind—only, mark ye, that for each word you utter he shall get six +strokes the more."</p> + + +<br><br> +<a name="28-336"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="28-336.jpg (85K)" src="images/28-336.jpg" height="657" width="535"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Hendon was removed from the stocks, and his back laid bare; and whilst +the lash was applied the poor little King turned away his face and +allowed unroyal tears to channel his cheeks unchecked. "Ah, brave good +heart," he said to himself, "this loyal deed shall never perish out of my +memory. I will not forget it—and neither shall THEY!" he added, with +passion. Whilst he mused, his appreciation of Hendon's magnanimous +conduct grew to greater and still greater dimensions in his mind, and so +also did his gratefulness for it. Presently he said to himself, "Who +saves his prince from wounds and possible death—and this he did for +me—performs high service; but it is little—it is nothing—oh, less than +nothing!—when 'tis weighed against the act of him who saves his prince +from SHAME!"</p> + +<p>Hendon made no outcry under the scourge, but bore the heavy blows with +soldierly fortitude. This, together with his redeeming the boy by taking +his stripes for him, compelled the respect of even that forlorn and +degraded mob that was gathered there; and its gibes and hootings died +away, and no sound remained but the sound of the falling blows. The +stillness that pervaded the place, when Hendon found himself once more in +the stocks, was in strong contrast with the insulting clamour which had +prevailed there so little a while before. The King came softly to +Hendon's side, and whispered in his ear—</p> + +<p>"Kings cannot ennoble thee, thou good, great soul, for One who is higher +than kings hath done that for thee; but a king can confirm thy nobility +to men." He picked up the scourge from the ground, touched Hendon's +bleeding shoulders lightly with it, and whispered, "Edward of England +dubs thee Earl!"</p> + +<p>Hendon was touched. The water welled to his eyes, yet at the same time +the grisly humour of the situation and circumstances so undermined his +gravity that it was all he could do to keep some sign of his inward mirth +from showing outside. To be suddenly hoisted, naked and gory, from the +common stocks to the Alpine altitude and splendour of an Earldom, seemed +to him the last possibility in the line of the grotesque. He said to +himself, "Now am I finely tinselled, indeed! The spectre-knight of the +Kingdom of Dreams and Shadows is become a spectre-earl—a dizzy flight +for a callow wing! An' this go on, I shall presently be hung like a very +maypole with fantastic gauds and make-believe honours. But I shall value +them, all valueless as they are, for the love that doth bestow them. +Better these poor mock dignities of mine, that come unasked, from a clean +hand and a right spirit, than real ones bought by servility from grudging +and interested power."</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="28-337"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="28-337.jpg (124K)" src="images/28-337.jpg" height="699" width="728"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>The dreaded Sir Hugh wheeled his horse about, and as he spurred away, the +living wall divided silently to let him pass, and as silently closed +together again. And so remained; nobody went so far as to venture a +remark in favour of the prisoner, or in compliment to him; but no +matter—the absence of abuse was a sufficient homage in itself. A late comer +who was not posted as to the present circumstances, and who delivered a +sneer at the 'impostor,' and was in the act of following it with a dead +cat, was promptly knocked down and kicked out, without any words, and +then the deep quiet resumed sway once more.</p> + +<br><br><hr><br> +<br><br> +<a name="c29"></a> +<a name="29-339"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="29-339.jpg (53K)" src="images/29-339.jpg" height="534" width="538"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + + +<p>Chapter XXIX. To London.</p> + +<p>When Hendon's term of service in the stocks was finished, he was released +and ordered to quit the region and come back no more. His sword was +restored to him, and also his mule and his donkey. He mounted and rode +off, followed by the King, the crowd opening with quiet respectfulness to +let them pass, and then dispersing when they were gone.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="29-342"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="29-342.jpg (142K)" src="images/29-342.jpg" height="748" width="726"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Hendon was soon absorbed in thought. There were questions of high import +to be answered. What should he do? Whither should he go? Powerful help +must be found somewhere, or he must relinquish his inheritance and remain +under the imputation of being an impostor besides. Where could he hope +to find this powerful help? Where, indeed! It was a knotty question. +By-and-by a thought occurred to him which pointed to a possibility—the +slenderest of slender possibilities, certainly, but still worth +considering, for lack of any other that promised anything at all. He +remembered what old Andrews had said about the young King's goodness and +his generous championship of the wronged and unfortunate. Why not go and +try to get speech of him and beg for justice? Ah, yes, but could so +fantastic a pauper get admission to the august presence of a monarch? +Never mind—let that matter take care of itself; it was a bridge that +would not need to be crossed till he should come to it. He was an old +campaigner, and used to inventing shifts and expedients: no doubt he +would be able to find a way. Yes, he would strike for the capital. +Maybe his father's old friend Sir Humphrey Marlow would help him—'good +old Sir Humphrey, Head Lieutenant of the late King's kitchen, or stables, +or something'—Miles could not remember just what or which. Now that he +had something to turn his energies to, a distinctly defined object to +accomplish, the fog of humiliation and depression which had settled down +upon his spirits lifted and blew away, and he raised his head and looked +about him. He was surprised to see how far he had come; the village was +away behind him. The King was jogging along in his wake, with his head +bowed; for he, too, was deep in plans and thinkings. A sorrowful +misgiving clouded Hendon's new-born cheerfulness: would the boy be +willing to go again to a city where, during all his brief life, he had +never known anything but ill-usage and pinching want? But the question +must be asked; it could not be avoided; so Hendon reined up, and called +out—</p> + +<p>"I had forgotten to inquire whither we are bound. Thy commands, my +liege!"</p> + +<p>"To London!"</p> + +<p>Hendon moved on again, mightily contented with the answer—but astounded +at it too.</p> + + +<br><br> +<a name="29-343"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="29-343.jpg (131K)" src="images/29-343.jpg" height="622" width="722"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>The whole journey was made without an adventure of importance. But it +ended with one. About ten o'clock on the night of the 19th of February +they stepped upon London Bridge, in the midst of a writhing, struggling +jam of howling and hurrahing people, whose beer-jolly faces stood out +strongly in the glare from manifold torches—and at that instant the +decaying head of some former duke or other grandee tumbled down between +them, striking Hendon on the elbow and then bounding off among the +hurrying confusion of feet. So evanescent and unstable are men's works in +this world!—the late good King is but three weeks dead and three days in +his grave, and already the adornments which he took such pains to select +from prominent people for his noble bridge are falling. A citizen +stumbled over that head, and drove his own head into the back of somebody +in front of him, who turned and knocked down the first person that came +handy, and was promptly laid out himself by that person's friend. It was +the right ripe time for a free fight, for the festivities of the +morrow—Coronation Day—were already beginning; everybody was full of strong +drink and patriotism; within five minutes the free fight was occupying a +good deal of ground; within ten or twelve it covered an acre of so, and +was become a riot. By this time Hendon and the King were hopelessly +separated from each other and lost in the rush and turmoil of the roaring +masses of humanity. And so we leave them.</p> + +<br><br><hr><br> +<br><br> +<a name="c30"></a> +<a name="30-345"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="30-345.jpg (47K)" src="images/30-345.jpg" height="398" width="768"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Chapter XXX. Tom's progress.</p> + +<p>Whilst the true King wandered about the land poorly clad, poorly fed, +cuffed and derided by tramps one while, herding with thieves and +murderers in a jail another, and called idiot and impostor by all +impartially, the mock King Tom Canty enjoyed quite a different +experience.</p> + +<p>When we saw him last, royalty was just beginning to have a bright side +for him. This bright side went on brightening more and more every day: +in a very little while it was become almost all sunshine and +delightfulness. He lost his fears; his misgivings faded out and died; +his embarrassments departed, and gave place to an easy and confident +bearing. He worked the whipping-boy mine to ever-increasing profit.</p> + +<p>He ordered my Lady Elizabeth and my Lady Jane Grey into his presence when +he wanted to play or talk, and dismissed them when he was done with them, +with the air of one familiarly accustomed to such performances. It no +longer confused him to have these lofty personages kiss his hand at +parting.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="30-348"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="30-348.jpg (92K)" src="images/30-348.jpg" height="522" width="724"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>He came to enjoy being conducted to bed in state at night, and dressed +with intricate and solemn ceremony in the morning. It came to be a proud +pleasure to march to dinner attended by a glittering procession of +officers of state and gentlemen-at-arms; insomuch, indeed, that he +doubled his guard of gentlemen-at-arms, and made them a hundred. He +liked to hear the bugles sounding down the long corridors, and the +distant voices responding, "Way for the King!"</p> + +<p>He even learned to enjoy sitting in throned state in council, and seeming +to be something more than the Lord Protector's mouthpiece. He liked to +receive great ambassadors and their gorgeous trains, and listen to the +affectionate messages they brought from illustrious monarchs who called +him brother. O happy Tom Canty, late of Offal Court!</p> + +<p>He enjoyed his splendid clothes, and ordered more: he found his four +hundred servants too few for his proper grandeur, and trebled them. The +adulation of salaaming courtiers came to be sweet music to his ears. He +remained kind and gentle, and a sturdy and determined champion of all +that were oppressed, and he made tireless war upon unjust laws: yet upon +occasion, being offended, he could turn upon an earl, or even a duke, and +give him a look that would make him tremble. Once, when his royal +'sister,' the grimly holy Lady Mary, set herself to reason with him +against the wisdom of his course in pardoning so many people who would +otherwise be jailed, or hanged, or burned, and reminded him that their +august late father's prisons had sometimes contained as high as sixty +thousand convicts at one time, and that during his admirable reign he had +delivered seventy-two thousand thieves and robbers over to death by the +executioner, {9} the boy was filled with generous indignation, and +commanded her to go to her closet, and beseech God to take away the stone +that was in her breast, and give her a human heart.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="30-349"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="30-349.jpg (94K)" src="images/30-349.jpg" height="575" width="726"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Did Tom Canty never feel troubled about the poor little rightful prince +who had treated him so kindly, and flown out with such hot zeal to avenge +him upon the insolent sentinel at the palace-gate? Yes; his first royal +days and nights were pretty well sprinkled with painful thoughts about +the lost prince, and with sincere longings for his return, and happy +restoration to his native rights and splendours. But as time wore on, +and the prince did not come, Tom's mind became more and more occupied +with his new and enchanting experiences, and by little and little the +vanished monarch faded almost out of his thoughts; and finally, when he +did intrude upon them at intervals, he was become an unwelcome spectre, +for he made Tom feel guilty and ashamed.</p> + +<p>Tom's poor mother and sisters travelled the same road out of his mind. +At first he pined for them, sorrowed for them, longed to see them, but +later, the thought of their coming some day in their rags and dirt, and +betraying him with their kisses, and pulling him down from his lofty +place, and dragging him back to penury and degradation and the slums, +made him shudder. At last they ceased to trouble his thoughts almost +wholly. And he was content, even glad: for, whenever their mournful and +accusing faces did rise before him now, they made him feel more +despicable than the worms that crawl.</p> + +<p>At midnight of the 19th of February, Tom Canty was sinking to sleep in +his rich bed in the palace, guarded by his loyal vassals, and surrounded +by the pomps of royalty, a happy boy; for tomorrow was the day appointed +for his solemn crowning as King of England. At that same hour, Edward, +the true king, hungry and thirsty, soiled and draggled, worn with travel, +and clothed in rags and shreds—his share of the results of the riot—was +wedged in among a crowd of people who were watching with deep interest +certain hurrying gangs of workmen who streamed in and out of Westminster +Abbey, busy as ants: they were making the last preparation for the royal +coronation.</p> + +<br><br><hr><br> +<br><br> +<a name="c31"></a> +<a name="31-351"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-351.jpg (68K)" src="images/31-351.jpg" height="477" width="723"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> +<a name="31-353"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-353.jpg (134K)" src="images/31-353.jpg" height="876" width="747"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + + +<p>Chapter XXXI. The Recognition procession.</p> + +<p>When Tom Canty awoke the next morning, the air was heavy with a +thunderous murmur: all the distances were charged with it. It was music +to him; for it meant that the English world was out in its strength to +give loyal welcome to the great day.</p> + +<p>Presently Tom found himself once more the chief figure in a wonderful +floating pageant on the Thames; for by ancient custom the 'recognition +procession' through London must start from the Tower, and he was bound +thither.</p> + +<p>When he arrived there, the sides of the venerable fortress seemed +suddenly rent in a thousand places, and from every rent leaped a red +tongue of flame and a white gush of smoke; a deafening explosion +followed, which drowned the shoutings of the multitude, and made the +ground tremble; the flame-jets, the smoke, and the explosions, were +repeated over and over again with marvellous celerity, so that in a few +moments the old Tower disappeared in the vast fog of its own smoke, all +but the very top of the tall pile called the White Tower; this, with its +banners, stood out above the dense bank of vapour as a mountain-peak +projects above a cloud-rack.</p> + +<p>Tom Canty, splendidly arrayed, mounted a prancing war-steed, whose rich +trappings almost reached to the ground; his 'uncle,' the Lord Protector +Somerset, similarly mounted, took place in his rear; the King's Guard +formed in single ranks on either side, clad in burnished armour; after +the Protector followed a seemingly interminable procession of resplendent +nobles attended by their vassals; after these came the lord mayor and the +aldermanic body, in crimson velvet robes, and with their gold chains +across their breasts; and after these the officers and members of all the +guilds of London, in rich raiment, and bearing the showy banners of the +several corporations. Also in the procession, as a special guard of +honour through the city, was the Ancient and Honourable Artillery +Company—an organisation already three hundred years old at that time, +and the only military body in England possessing the privilege (which it +still possesses in our day) of holding itself independent of the commands +of Parliament. It was a brilliant spectacle, and was hailed with +acclamations all along the line, as it took its stately way through the +packed multitudes of citizens. The chronicler says, 'The King, as he +entered the city, was received by the people with prayers, welcomings, +cries, and tender words, and all signs which argue an earnest love of +subjects toward their sovereign; and the King, by holding up his glad +countenance to such as stood afar off, and most tender language to those +that stood nigh his Grace, showed himself no less thankful to receive the +people's goodwill than they to offer it. To all that wished him well, he +gave thanks. To such as bade "God save his Grace," he said in return, +"God save you all!" and added that "he thanked them with all his heart." +Wonderfully transported were the people with the loving answers and +gestures of their King.'</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="31-355"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-355.jpg (40K)" src="images/31-355.jpg" height="677" width="320"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>In Fenchurch Street a 'fair child, in costly apparel,' stood on a stage +to welcome his Majesty to the city. The last verse of his greeting was +in these words—</p> + +<center> +<table summary=""> +<tr><td> +<p><br> +'Welcome, O King! as much as hearts can think;<br> +Welcome, again, as much as tongue can tell,—<br> +Welcome to joyous tongues, and hearts that will not shrink: <br> +God thee preserve, we pray, and wish thee ever well.'</p> + +</td></tr> +</table> +</center> + + + +<p>The people burst forth in a glad shout, repeating with one voice what the +child had said. Tom Canty gazed abroad over the surging sea of eager +faces, and his heart swelled with exultation; and he felt that the one +thing worth living for in this world was to be a king, and a nation's +idol. Presently he caught sight, at a distance, of a couple of his +ragged Offal Court comrades—one of them the lord high admiral in his +late mimic court, the other the first lord of the bedchamber in the same +pretentious fiction; and his pride swelled higher than ever. Oh, if they +could only recognise him now! What unspeakable glory it would be, if +they could recognise him, and realise that the derided mock king of the +slums and back alleys was become a real King, with illustrious dukes and +princes for his humble menials, and the English world at his feet! But +he had to deny himself, and choke down his desire, for such a recognition +might cost more than it would come to: so he turned away his head, and +left the two soiled lads to go on with their shoutings and glad +adulations, unsuspicious of whom it was they were lavishing them upon.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="31-356"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-356.jpg (195K)" src="images/31-356.jpg" height="1062" width="724"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Every now and then rose the cry, "A largess! a largess!" and Tom +responded by scattering a handful of bright new coins abroad for the +multitude to scramble for.</p> + +<p>The chronicler says, 'At the upper end of Gracechurch Street, before the +sign of the Eagle, the city had erected a gorgeous arch, beneath which +was a stage, which stretched from one side of the street to the other. +This was an historical pageant, representing the King's immediate +progenitors. There sat Elizabeth of York in the midst of an immense +white rose, whose petals formed elaborate furbelows around her; by her +side was Henry VII., issuing out of a vast red rose, disposed in the same +manner: the hands of the royal pair were locked together, and the +wedding-ring ostentatiously displayed. From the red and white roses +proceeded a stem, which reached up to a second stage, occupied by Henry +VIII., issuing from a red and white rose, with the effigy of the new +King's mother, Jane Seymour, represented by his side. One branch sprang +from this pair, which mounted to a third stage, where sat the effigy of +Edward VI. himself, enthroned in royal majesty; and the whole pageant was +framed with wreaths of roses, red and white.'</p> + +<p>This quaint and gaudy spectacle so wrought upon the rejoicing people, +that their acclamations utterly smothered the small voice of the child +whose business it was to explain the thing in eulogistic rhymes. But Tom +Canty was not sorry; for this loyal uproar was sweeter music to him than +any poetry, no matter what its quality might be. Whithersoever Tom +turned his happy young face, the people recognised the exactness of his +effigy's likeness to himself, the flesh and blood counterpart; and new +whirlwinds of applause burst forth.</p> + +<p>The great pageant moved on, and still on, under one triumphal arch after +another, and past a bewildering succession of spectacular and symbolical +tableaux, each of which typified and exalted some virtue, or talent, or +merit, of the little King's. 'Throughout the whole of Cheapside, from +every penthouse and window, hung banners and streamers; and the richest +carpets, stuffs, and cloth-of-gold tapestried the streets—specimens of +the great wealth of the stores within; and the splendour of this +thoroughfare was equalled in the other streets, and in some even +surpassed.'</p> + +<p>"And all these wonders and these marvels are to welcome me—me!" murmured +Tom Canty.</p> + +<p>The mock King's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were +flashing, his senses swam in a delirium of pleasure. At this point, just +as he was raising his hand to fling another rich largess, he caught sight +of a pale, astounded face, which was strained forward out of the second +rank of the crowd, its intense eyes riveted upon him. A sickening +consternation struck through him; he recognised his mother! and up flew +his hand, palm outward, before his eyes—that old involuntary gesture, +born of a forgotten episode, and perpetuated by habit. In an instant +more she had torn her way out of the press, and past the guards, and was +at his side. She embraced his leg, she covered it with kisses, she +cried, "O my child, my darling!" lifting toward him a face that was +transfigured with joy and love. The same instant an officer of the +King's Guard snatched her away with a curse, and sent her reeling back +whence she came with a vigorous impulse from his strong arm. The words +"I do not know you, woman!" were falling from Tom Canty's lips when this +piteous thing occurred; but it smote him to the heart to see her treated +so; and as she turned for a last glimpse of him, whilst the crowd was +swallowing her from his sight, she seemed so wounded, so broken-hearted, +that a shame fell upon him which consumed his pride to ashes, and +withered his stolen royalty. His grandeurs were stricken valueless: +they seemed to fall away from him like rotten rags.</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="31-359"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-359.jpg (164K)" src="images/31-359.jpg" height="878" width="735"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + + +<p>The procession moved on, and still on, through ever augmenting splendours +and ever augmenting tempests of welcome; but to Tom Canty they were as if +they had not been. He neither saw nor heard. Royalty had lost its grace +and sweetness; its pomps were become a reproach. Remorse was eating his +heart out. He said, "Would God I were free of my captivity!"</p> + +<p>He had unconsciously dropped back into the phraseology of the first days +of his compulsory greatness.</p> + +<p>The shining pageant still went winding like a radiant and interminable +serpent down the crooked lanes of the quaint old city, and through the +huzzaing hosts; but still the King rode with bowed head and vacant eyes, +seeing only his mother's face and that wounded look in it.</p> + +<p>"Largess, largess!" The cry fell upon an unheeding ear.</p> + +<p>"Long live Edward of England!" It seemed as if the earth shook with the +explosion; but there was no response from the King. He heard it only as +one hears the thunder of the surf when it is blown to the ear out of a +great distance, for it was smothered under another sound which was still +nearer, in his own breast, in his accusing conscience—a voice which kept +repeating those shameful words, "I do not know you, woman!"</p> + +<p>The words smote upon the King's soul as the strokes of a funeral bell +smite upon the soul of a surviving friend when they remind him of secret +treacheries suffered at his hands by him that is gone.</p> + +<p>New glories were unfolded at every turning; new wonders, new marvels, +sprang into view; the pent clamours of waiting batteries were released; +new raptures poured from the throats of the waiting multitudes: but the +King gave no sign, and the accusing voice that went moaning through his +comfortless breast was all the sound he heard.</p> + +<p>By-and-by the gladness in the faces of the populace changed a little, and +became touched with a something like solicitude or anxiety: an abatement +in the volume of the applause was observable too. The Lord Protector was +quick to notice these things: he was as quick to detect the cause. He +spurred to the King's side, bent low in his saddle, uncovered, and said—</p> + +<p>"My liege, it is an ill time for dreaming. The people observe thy +downcast head, thy clouded mien, and they take it for an omen. Be +advised: unveil the sun of royalty, and let it shine upon these boding +vapours, and disperse them. Lift up thy face, and smile upon the +people."</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="31-361"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-361.jpg (78K)" src="images/31-361.jpg" height="515" width="766"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>So saying, the Duke scattered a handful of coins to right and left, then +retired to his place. The mock King did mechanically as he had been +bidden. His smile had no heart in it, but few eyes were near enough or +sharp enough to detect that. The noddings of his plumed head as he +saluted his subjects were full of grace and graciousness; the largess +which he delivered from his hand was royally liberal: so the people's +anxiety vanished, and the acclamations burst forth again in as mighty a +volume as before.</p> + +<p>Still once more, a little before the progress was ended, the Duke was +obliged to ride forward, and make remonstrance. He whispered—</p> + +<p>"O dread sovereign! shake off these fatal humours; the eyes of the world +are upon thee." Then he added with sharp annoyance, "Perdition catch +that crazy pauper! 'twas she that hath disturbed your Highness."</p> + +<br><br> +<a name="31-362"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<img alt="31-362.jpg (119K)" src="images/31-362.jpg" height="631" width="736"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>The gorgeous figure turned a lustreless eye upon the Duke, and said in a +dead voice—</p> + +<p>"She was my mother!"</p> + +<p>"My God!" groaned the Protector as he reined his horse backward to his +post, "the omen was pregnant with prophecy. He is gone mad again!"</p> + + + + +<br> +<br> + + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Prince and The Pauper, Part 8. +by Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER, PART 8. *** + +***** This file should be named 7161-h.htm or 7161-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/7/1/6/7161/ + +Produced by David Widger + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Prince and The Pauper, Part 8. + +Author: Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) + +Release Date: July 4, 2004 [EBook #7161] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER, PART 8. *** + + + + +Produced by David Widger + + + + + + THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER + + by Mark Twain + + Part 8. + + + + +Chapter XXVII. In prison. + +The cells were all crowded; so the two friends were chained in a large +room where persons charged with trifling offences were commonly kept. +They had company, for there were some twenty manacled and fettered +prisoners here, of both sexes and of varying ages,--an obscene and noisy +gang. The King chafed bitterly over the stupendous indignity thus put +upon his royalty, but Hendon was moody and taciturn. He was pretty +thoroughly bewildered; he had come home, a jubilant prodigal, expecting +to find everybody wild with joy over his return; and instead had got the +cold shoulder and a jail. The promise and the fulfilment differed so +widely that the effect was stunning; he could not decide whether it was +most tragic or most grotesque. He felt much as a man might who had +danced blithely out to enjoy a rainbow, and got struck by lightning. + +But gradually his confused and tormenting thoughts settled down into some +sort of order, and then his mind centred itself upon Edith. He turned +her conduct over, and examined it in all lights, but he could not make +anything satisfactory out of it. Did she know him--or didn't she know +him? It was a perplexing puzzle, and occupied him a long time; but he +ended, finally, with the conviction that she did know him, and had +repudiated him for interested reasons. He wanted to load her name with +curses now; but this name had so long been sacred to him that he found he +could not bring his tongue to profane it. + +Wrapped in prison blankets of a soiled and tattered condition, Hendon and +the King passed a troubled night. For a bribe the jailer had furnished +liquor to some of the prisoners; singing of ribald songs, fighting, +shouting, and carousing was the natural consequence. At last, a while +after midnight, a man attacked a woman and nearly killed her by beating +her over the head with his manacles before the jailer could come to the +rescue. The jailer restored peace by giving the man a sound clubbing +about the head and shoulders--then the carousing ceased; and after that, +all had an opportunity to sleep who did not mind the annoyance of the +moanings and groanings of the two wounded people. + +During the ensuing week, the days and nights were of a monotonous +sameness as to events; men whose faces Hendon remembered more or less +distinctly, came, by day, to gaze at the 'impostor' and repudiate and +insult him; and by night the carousing and brawling went on with +symmetrical regularity. However, there was a change of incident at last. +The jailer brought in an old man, and said to him-- + +"The villain is in this room--cast thy old eyes about and see if thou +canst say which is he." + +Hendon glanced up, and experienced a pleasant sensation for the first +time since he had been in the jail. He said to himself, "This is Blake +Andrews, a servant all his life in my father's family--a good honest +soul, with a right heart in his breast. That is, formerly. But none are +true now; all are liars. This man will know me--and will deny me, too, +like the rest." + +The old man gazed around the room, glanced at each face in turn, and +finally said-- + +"I see none here but paltry knaves, scum o' the streets. Which is he?" + +The jailer laughed. + +"Here," he said; "scan this big animal, and grant me an opinion." + +The old man approached, and looked Hendon over, long and earnestly, then +shook his head and said-- + +"Marry, THIS is no Hendon--nor ever was!" + +"Right! Thy old eyes are sound yet. An' I were Sir Hugh, I would take +the shabby carle and--" + +The jailer finished by lifting himself a-tip-toe with an imaginary +halter, at the same time making a gurgling noise in his throat suggestive +of suffocation. The old man said, vindictively-- + +"Let him bless God an' he fare no worse. An' _I_ had the handling o' the +villain he should roast, or I am no true man!" + +The jailer laughed a pleasant hyena laugh, and said-- + +"Give him a piece of thy mind, old man--they all do it. Thou'lt find it +good diversion." + +Then he sauntered toward his ante-room and disappeared. The old man +dropped upon his knees and whispered-- + +"God be thanked, thou'rt come again, my master! I believed thou wert +dead these seven years, and lo, here thou art alive! I knew thee the +moment I saw thee; and main hard work it was to keep a stony countenance +and seem to see none here but tuppenny knaves and rubbish o' the streets. +I am old and poor, Sir Miles; but say the word and I will go forth and +proclaim the truth though I be strangled for it." + +"No," said Hendon; "thou shalt not. It would ruin thee, and yet help but +little in my cause. But I thank thee, for thou hast given me back +somewhat of my lost faith in my kind." + +The old servant became very valuable to Hendon and the King; for he +dropped in several times a day to 'abuse' the former, and always smuggled +in a few delicacies to help out the prison bill of fare; he also +furnished the current news. Hendon reserved the dainties for the King; +without them his Majesty might not have survived, for he was not able to +eat the coarse and wretched food provided by the jailer. Andrews was +obliged to confine himself to brief visits, in order to avoid suspicion; +but he managed to impart a fair degree of information each time +--information delivered in a low voice, for Hendon's benefit, and +interlarded with insulting epithets delivered in a louder voice for the +benefit of other hearers. + +So, little by little, the story of the family came out. Arthur had been +dead six years. This loss, with the absence of news from Hendon, +impaired the father's health; he believed he was going to die, and he +wished to see Hugh and Edith settled in life before he passed away; but +Edith begged hard for delay, hoping for Miles's return; then the letter +came which brought the news of Miles's death; the shock prostrated Sir +Richard; he believed his end was very near, and he and Hugh insisted upon +the marriage; Edith begged for and obtained a month's respite, then +another, and finally a third; the marriage then took place by the +death-bed of Sir Richard. It had not proved a happy one. It was +whispered about the country that shortly after the nuptials the bride +found among her husband's papers several rough and incomplete drafts of +the fatal letter, and had accused him of precipitating the marriage--and +Sir Richard's death, too--by a wicked forgery. Tales of cruelty to the +Lady Edith and the servants were to be heard on all hands; and since the +father's death Sir Hugh had thrown off all soft disguises and become a +pitiless master toward all who in any way depended upon him and his +domains for bread. + +There was a bit of Andrew's gossip which the King listened to with a +lively interest-- + +"There is rumour that the King is mad. But in charity forbear to say _I_ +mentioned it, for 'tis death to speak of it, they say." + +His Majesty glared at the old man and said-- + +"The King is NOT mad, good man--and thou'lt find it to thy advantage to +busy thyself with matters that nearer concern thee than this seditious +prattle." + +"What doth the lad mean?" said Andrews, surprised at this brisk assault +from such an unexpected quarter. Hendon gave him a sign, and he did not +pursue his question, but went on with his budget-- + +"The late King is to be buried at Windsor in a day or two--the 16th of +the month--and the new King will be crowned at Westminster the 20th." + +"Methinks they must needs find him first," muttered his Majesty; then +added, confidently, "but they will look to that--and so also shall I." + +"In the name of--" + +But the old man got no further--a warning sign from Hendon checked his +remark. He resumed the thread of his gossip-- + +"Sir Hugh goeth to the coronation--and with grand hopes. He confidently +looketh to come back a peer, for he is high in favour with the Lord +Protector." + +"What Lord Protector?" asked his Majesty. + +"His Grace the Duke of Somerset." + +"What Duke of Somerset?" + +"Marry, there is but one--Seymour, Earl of Hertford." + +The King asked sharply-- + +"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." + +They did not answer; and something in their faces made him uneasy. He +said, eagerly-- + +"You do not speak; be good to me, and tell me--there will be no other +punishment? Prithee tell me there is no fear of that." + +They tried to change the topic, but his fears were aroused, and he +pursued it-- + +"Will they scourge thee? No, no, they would not be so cruel! Say they +would not. Come, they WILL not, will they?" + +The women betrayed confusion and distress, but there was no avoiding an +answer, so one of them said, in a voice choked with emotion-- + +"Oh, thou'lt break our hearts, thou gentle spirit!--God will help us to +bear our--" + +"It is a confession!" the King broke in. "Then they WILL scourge thee, +the stony-hearted wretches! But oh, thou must not weep, I cannot bear +it. Keep up thy courage--I shall come to my own in time to save thee +from this bitter thing, and I will do it!" + +When the King awoke in the morning, the women were gone. + +"They are saved!" he said, joyfully; then added, despondently, "but woe +is me!--for they were my comforters." + +Each of them had left a shred of ribbon pinned to his clothing, in token +of remembrance. He said he would keep these things always; and that soon +he would seek out these dear good friends of his and take them under his +protection. + +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!" + +That same day several prisoners were brought in to remain over night, who +were being conveyed, under guard, to various places in the kingdom, to +undergo punishment for crimes committed. The King conversed with these +--he had made it a point, from the beginning, to instruct himself for the +kingly office by questioning prisoners whenever the opportunity offered +--and the tale of their woes wrung his heart. One of them was a poor +half-witted woman who had stolen a yard or two of cloth from a weaver +--she was to be hanged for it. Another was a man who had been accused of +stealing a horse; he said the proof had failed, and he had imagined that +he was safe from the halter; but no--he was hardly free before he was +arraigned for killing a deer in the King's park; this was proved against +him, and now he was on his way to the gallows. There was a tradesman's +apprentice whose case particularly distressed the King; this youth said +he found a hawk, one evening, that had escaped from its owner, and he +took it home with him, imagining himself entitled to it; but the court +convicted him of stealing it, and sentenced him to death. + +The King was furious over these inhumanities, and wanted Hendon to break +jail and fly with him to Westminster, so that he could mount his throne +and hold out his sceptre in mercy over these unfortunate people and save +their lives. "Poor child," sighed Hendon, "these woeful tales have +brought his malady upon him again; alack, but for this evil hap, he would +have been well in a little time." + +Among these prisoners was an old lawyer--a man with a strong face and a +dauntless mien. Three years past, he had written a pamphlet against the +Lord Chancellor, accusing him of injustice, and had been punished for it +by the loss of his ears in the pillory, and degradation from the bar, and +in addition had been fined 3,000 pounds and sentenced to imprisonment for +life. Lately he had repeated his offence; and in consequence was now +under sentence to lose WHAT REMAINED OF HIS EARS, pay a fine of 5,000 +pounds, be branded on both cheeks, and remain in prison for life. + +"These be honourable scars," he said, and turned back his grey hair and +showed the mutilated stubs of what had once been his ears. + +The King's eye burned with passion. He said-- + +"None believe in me--neither wilt thou. But no matter--within the +compass of a month thou shalt be free; and more, the laws that have +dishonoured thee, and shamed the English name, shall be swept from the +statute books. The world is made wrong; kings should go to school to +their own laws, at times, and so learn mercy." {1} + + + +Chapter XXVIII. The sacrifice. + +Meantime Miles was growing sufficiently tired of confinement and +inaction. But now his trial came on, to his great gratification, and he +thought he could welcome any sentence provided a further imprisonment +should not be a part of it. But he was mistaken about that. He was in a +fine fury when he found himself described as a 'sturdy vagabond' and +sentenced to sit two hours in the stocks for bearing that character and +for assaulting the master of Hendon Hall. His pretensions as to +brothership with his prosecutor, and rightful heirship to the Hendon +honours and estates, were left contemptuously unnoticed, as being not +even worth examination. + +He raged and threatened on his way to punishment, but it did no good; he +was snatched roughly along by the officers, and got an occasional cuff, +besides, for his irreverent conduct. + +The King could not pierce through the rabble that swarmed behind; so he +was obliged to follow in the rear, remote from his good friend and +servant. The King had been nearly condemned to the stocks himself for +being in such bad company, but had been let off with a lecture and a +warning, in consideration of his youth. When the crowd at last halted, +he flitted feverishly from point to point around its outer rim, hunting a +place to get through; and at last, after a deal of difficulty and delay, +succeeded. There sat his poor henchman in the degrading stocks, the +sport and butt of a dirty mob--he, the body servant of the King of +England! Edward had heard the sentence pronounced, but he had not +realised the half that it meant. His anger began to rise as the sense of +this new indignity which had been put upon him sank home; it jumped to +summer heat, the next moment, when he saw an egg sail through the air and +crush itself against Hendon's cheek, and heard the crowd roar its +enjoyment of the episode. He sprang across the open circle and +confronted the officer in charge, crying-- + +"For shame! This is my servant--set him free! I am the--" + +"Oh, peace!" exclaimed Hendon, in a panic, "thou'lt destroy thyself. +Mind him not, officer, he is mad." + +"Give thyself no trouble as to the matter of minding him, good man, I +have small mind to mind him; but as to teaching him somewhat, to that I +am well inclined." He turned to a subordinate and said, "Give the little +fool a taste or two of the lash, to mend his manners." + +"Half a dozen will better serve his turn," suggested Sir Hugh, who had +ridden up, a moment before, to take a passing glance at the proceedings. + +The King was seized. He did not even struggle, so paralysed was he with +the mere thought of the monstrous outrage that was proposed to be +inflicted upon his sacred person. History was already defiled with the +record of the scourging of an English king with whips--it was an +intolerable reflection that he must furnish a duplicate of that shameful +page. He was in the toils, there was no help for him; he must either +take this punishment or beg for its remission. Hard conditions; he would +take the stripes--a king might do that, but a king could not beg. + +But meantime, Miles Hendon was resolving the difficulty. "Let the child +go," said he; "ye heartless dogs, do ye not see how young and frail he +is? Let him go--I will take his lashes." + +"Marry, a good thought--and thanks for it," said Sir Hugh, his face +lighting with a sardonic satisfaction. "Let the little beggar go, and +give this fellow a dozen in his place--an honest dozen, well laid on." +The King was in the act of entering a fierce protest, but Sir Hugh +silenced him with the potent remark, "Yes, speak up, do, and free thy +mind--only, mark ye, that for each word you utter he shall get six +strokes the more." + +Hendon was removed from the stocks, and his back laid bare; and whilst +the lash was applied the poor little King turned away his face and +allowed unroyal tears to channel his cheeks unchecked. "Ah, brave good +heart," he said to himself, "this loyal deed shall never perish out of my +memory. I will not forget it--and neither shall THEY!" he added, with +passion. Whilst he mused, his appreciation of Hendon's magnanimous +conduct grew to greater and still greater dimensions in his mind, and so +also did his gratefulness for it. Presently he said to himself, "Who +saves his prince from wounds and possible death--and this he did for me +--performs high service; but it is little--it is nothing--oh, less than +nothing!--when 'tis weighed against the act of him who saves his prince +from SHAME!" + +Hendon made no outcry under the scourge, but bore the heavy blows with +soldierly fortitude. This, together with his redeeming the boy by taking +his stripes for him, compelled the respect of even that forlorn and +degraded mob that was gathered there; and its gibes and hootings died +away, and no sound remained but the sound of the falling blows. The +stillness that pervaded the place, when Hendon found himself once more in +the stocks, was in strong contrast with the insulting clamour which had +prevailed there so little a while before. The King came softly to +Hendon's side, and whispered in his ear-- + +"Kings cannot ennoble thee, thou good, great soul, for One who is higher +than kings hath done that for thee; but a king can confirm thy nobility +to men." He picked up the scourge from the ground, touched Hendon's +bleeding shoulders lightly with it, and whispered, "Edward of England +dubs thee Earl!" + +Hendon was touched. The water welled to his eyes, yet at the same time +the grisly humour of the situation and circumstances so undermined his +gravity that it was all he could do to keep some sign of his inward mirth +from showing outside. To be suddenly hoisted, naked and gory, from the +common stocks to the Alpine altitude and splendour of an Earldom, seemed +to him the last possibility in the line of the grotesque. He said to +himself, "Now am I finely tinselled, indeed! The spectre-knight of the +Kingdom of Dreams and Shadows is become a spectre-earl--a dizzy flight +for a callow wing! An' this go on, I shall presently be hung like a very +maypole with fantastic gauds and make-believe honours. But I shall value +them, all valueless as they are, for the love that doth bestow them. +Better these poor mock dignities of mine, that come unasked, from a clean +hand and a right spirit, than real ones bought by servility from grudging +and interested power." + +The dreaded Sir Hugh wheeled his horse about, and as he spurred away, the +living wall divided silently to let him pass, and as silently closed +together again. And so remained; nobody went so far as to venture a +remark in favour of the prisoner, or in compliment to him; but no matter +--the absence of abuse was a sufficient homage in itself. A late comer +who was not posted as to the present circumstances, and who delivered a +sneer at the 'impostor,' and was in the act of following it with a dead +cat, was promptly knocked down and kicked out, without any words, and +then the deep quiet resumed sway once more. + + + +Chapter XXIX. To London. + +When Hendon's term of service in the stocks was finished, he was released +and ordered to quit the region and come back no more. His sword was +restored to him, and also his mule and his donkey. He mounted and rode +off, followed by the King, the crowd opening with quiet respectfulness to +let them pass, and then dispersing when they were gone. + +Hendon was soon absorbed in thought. There were questions of high import +to be answered. What should he do? Whither should he go? Powerful help +must be found somewhere, or he must relinquish his inheritance and remain +under the imputation of being an impostor besides. Where could he hope +to find this powerful help? Where, indeed! It was a knotty question. +By-and-by a thought occurred to him which pointed to a possibility--the +slenderest of slender possibilities, certainly, but still worth +considering, for lack of any other that promised anything at all. He +remembered what old Andrews had said about the young King's goodness and +his generous championship of the wronged and unfortunate. Why not go and +try to get speech of him and beg for justice? Ah, yes, but could so +fantastic a pauper get admission to the august presence of a monarch? +Never mind--let that matter take care of itself; it was a bridge that +would not need to be crossed till he should come to it. He was an old +campaigner, and used to inventing shifts and expedients: no doubt he +would be able to find a way. Yes, he would strike for the capital. +Maybe his father's old friend Sir Humphrey Marlow would help him--'good +old Sir Humphrey, Head Lieutenant of the late King's kitchen, or stables, +or something'--Miles could not remember just what or which. Now that he +had something to turn his energies to, a distinctly defined object to +accomplish, the fog of humiliation and depression which had settled down +upon his spirits lifted and blew away, and he raised his head and looked +about him. He was surprised to see how far he had come; the village was +away behind him. The King was jogging along in his wake, with his head +bowed; for he, too, was deep in plans and thinkings. A sorrowful +misgiving clouded Hendon's new-born cheerfulness: would the boy be +willing to go again to a city where, during all his brief life, he had +never known anything but ill-usage and pinching want? But the question +must be asked; it could not be avoided; so Hendon reined up, and called +out-- + +"I had forgotten to inquire whither we are bound. Thy commands, my +liege!" + +"To London!" + +Hendon moved on again, mightily contented with the answer--but astounded +at it too. + +The whole journey was made without an adventure of importance. But it +ended with one. About ten o'clock on the night of the 19th of February +they stepped upon London Bridge, in the midst of a writhing, struggling +jam of howling and hurrahing people, whose beer-jolly faces stood out +strongly in the glare from manifold torches--and at that instant the +decaying head of some former duke or other grandee tumbled down between +them, striking Hendon on the elbow and then bounding off among the +hurrying confusion of feet. So evanescent and unstable are men's works in +this world!--the late good King is but three weeks dead and three days in +his grave, and already the adornments which he took such pains to select +from prominent people for his noble bridge are falling. A citizen +stumbled over that head, and drove his own head into the back of somebody +in front of him, who turned and knocked down the first person that came +handy, and was promptly laid out himself by that person's friend. It was +the right ripe time for a free fight, for the festivities of the morrow +--Coronation Day--were already beginning; everybody was full of strong +drink and patriotism; within five minutes the free fight was occupying a +good deal of ground; within ten or twelve it covered an acre of so, and +was become a riot. By this time Hendon and the King were hopelessly +separated from each other and lost in the rush and turmoil of the roaring +masses of humanity. And so we leave them. + + + +Chapter XXX. Tom's progress. + +Whilst the true King wandered about the land poorly clad, poorly fed, +cuffed and derided by tramps one while, herding with thieves and +murderers in a jail another, and called idiot and impostor by all +impartially, the mock King Tom Canty enjoyed quite a different +experience. + +When we saw him last, royalty was just beginning to have a bright side +for him. This bright side went on brightening more and more every day: +in a very little while it was become almost all sunshine and +delightfulness. He lost his fears; his misgivings faded out and died; +his embarrassments departed, and gave place to an easy and confident +bearing. He worked the whipping-boy mine to ever-increasing profit. + +He ordered my Lady Elizabeth and my Lady Jane Grey into his presence when +he wanted to play or talk, and dismissed them when he was done with them, +with the air of one familiarly accustomed to such performances. It no +longer confused him to have these lofty personages kiss his hand at +parting. + +He came to enjoy being conducted to bed in state at night, and dressed +with intricate and solemn ceremony in the morning. It came to be a proud +pleasure to march to dinner attended by a glittering procession of +officers of state and gentlemen-at-arms; insomuch, indeed, that he +doubled his guard of gentlemen-at-arms, and made them a hundred. He +liked to hear the bugles sounding down the long corridors, and the +distant voices responding, "Way for the King!" + +He even learned to enjoy sitting in throned state in council, and seeming +to be something more than the Lord Protector's mouthpiece. He liked to +receive great ambassadors and their gorgeous trains, and listen to the +affectionate messages they brought from illustrious monarchs who called +him brother. O happy Tom Canty, late of Offal Court! + +He enjoyed his splendid clothes, and ordered more: he found his four +hundred servants too few for his proper grandeur, and trebled them. The +adulation of salaaming courtiers came to be sweet music to his ears. He +remained kind and gentle, and a sturdy and determined champion of all +that were oppressed, and he made tireless war upon unjust laws: yet upon +occasion, being offended, he could turn upon an earl, or even a duke, and +give him a look that would make him tremble. Once, when his royal +'sister,' the grimly holy Lady Mary, set herself to reason with him +against the wisdom of his course in pardoning so many people who would +otherwise be jailed, or hanged, or burned, and reminded him that their +august late father's prisons had sometimes contained as high as sixty +thousand convicts at one time, and that during his admirable reign he had +delivered seventy-two thousand thieves and robbers over to death by the +executioner, {9} the boy was filled with generous indignation, and +commanded her to go to her closet, and beseech God to take away the stone +that was in her breast, and give her a human heart. + +Did Tom Canty never feel troubled about the poor little rightful prince +who had treated him so kindly, and flown out with such hot zeal to avenge +him upon the insolent sentinel at the palace-gate? Yes; his first royal +days and nights were pretty well sprinkled with painful thoughts about +the lost prince, and with sincere longings for his return, and happy +restoration to his native rights and splendours. But as time wore on, +and the prince did not come, Tom's mind became more and more occupied +with his new and enchanting experiences, and by little and little the +vanished monarch faded almost out of his thoughts; and finally, when he +did intrude upon them at intervals, he was become an unwelcome spectre, +for he made Tom feel guilty and ashamed. + +Tom's poor mother and sisters travelled the same road out of his mind. +At first he pined for them, sorrowed for them, longed to see them, but +later, the thought of their coming some day in their rags and dirt, and +betraying him with their kisses, and pulling him down from his lofty +place, and dragging him back to penury and degradation and the slums, +made him shudder. At last they ceased to trouble his thoughts almost +wholly. And he was content, even glad: for, whenever their mournful and +accusing faces did rise before him now, they made him feel more +despicable than the worms that crawl. + +At midnight of the 19th of February, Tom Canty was sinking to sleep in +his rich bed in the palace, guarded by his loyal vassals, and surrounded +by the pomps of royalty, a happy boy; for tomorrow was the day appointed +for his solemn crowning as King of England. At that same hour, Edward, +the true king, hungry and thirsty, soiled and draggled, worn with travel, +and clothed in rags and shreds--his share of the results of the riot--was +wedged in among a crowd of people who were watching with deep interest +certain hurrying gangs of workmen who streamed in and out of Westminster +Abbey, busy as ants: they were making the last preparation for the royal +coronation. + + + +Chapter XXXI. The Recognition procession. + +When Tom Canty awoke the next morning, the air was heavy with a +thunderous murmur: all the distances were charged with it. It was music +to him; for it meant that the English world was out in its strength to +give loyal welcome to the great day. + +Presently Tom found himself once more the chief figure in a wonderful +floating pageant on the Thames; for by ancient custom the 'recognition +procession' through London must start from the Tower, and he was bound +thither. + +When he arrived there, the sides of the venerable fortress seemed +suddenly rent in a thousand places, and from every rent leaped a red +tongue of flame and a white gush of smoke; a deafening explosion +followed, which drowned the shoutings of the multitude, and made the +ground tremble; the flame-jets, the smoke, and the explosions, were +repeated over and over again with marvellous celerity, so that in a few +moments the old Tower disappeared in the vast fog of its own smoke, all +but the very top of the tall pile called the White Tower; this, with its +banners, stood out above the dense bank of vapour as a mountain-peak +projects above a cloud-rack. + +Tom Canty, splendidly arrayed, mounted a prancing war-steed, whose rich +trappings almost reached to the ground; his 'uncle,' the Lord Protector +Somerset, similarly mounted, took place in his rear; the King's Guard +formed in single ranks on either side, clad in burnished armour; after +the Protector followed a seemingly interminable procession of resplendent +nobles attended by their vassals; after these came the lord mayor and the +aldermanic body, in crimson velvet robes, and with their gold chains +across their breasts; and after these the officers and members of all the +guilds of London, in rich raiment, and bearing the showy banners of the +several corporations. Also in the procession, as a special guard of +honour through the city, was the Ancient and Honourable Artillery +Company--an organisation already three hundred years old at that time, +and the only military body in England possessing the privilege (which it +still possesses in our day) of holding itself independent of the commands +of Parliament. It was a brilliant spectacle, and was hailed with +acclamations all along the line, as it took its stately way through the +packed multitudes of citizens. The chronicler says, 'The King, as he +entered the city, was received by the people with prayers, welcomings, +cries, and tender words, and all signs which argue an earnest love of +subjects toward their sovereign; and the King, by holding up his glad +countenance to such as stood afar off, and most tender language to those +that stood nigh his Grace, showed himself no less thankful to receive the +people's goodwill than they to offer it. To all that wished him well, he +gave thanks. To such as bade "God save his Grace," he said in return, +"God save you all!" and added that "he thanked them with all his heart." +Wonderfully transported were the people with the loving answers and +gestures of their King.' + +In Fenchurch Street a 'fair child, in costly apparel,' stood on a stage +to welcome his Majesty to the city. The last verse of his greeting was +in these words-- + +'Welcome, O King! as much as hearts can think; Welcome, again, as much as +tongue can tell,--Welcome to joyous tongues, and hearts that will not +shrink: God thee preserve, we pray, and wish thee ever well.' + +The people burst forth in a glad shout, repeating with one voice what the +child had said. Tom Canty gazed abroad over the surging sea of eager +faces, and his heart swelled with exultation; and he felt that the one +thing worth living for in this world was to be a king, and a nation's +idol. Presently he caught sight, at a distance, of a couple of his +ragged Offal Court comrades--one of them the lord high admiral in his +late mimic court, the other the first lord of the bedchamber in the same +pretentious fiction; and his pride swelled higher than ever. Oh, if they +could only recognise him now! What unspeakable glory it would be, if +they could recognise him, and realise that the derided mock king of the +slums and back alleys was become a real King, with illustrious dukes and +princes for his humble menials, and the English world at his feet! But +he had to deny himself, and choke down his desire, for such a recognition +might cost more than it would come to: so he turned away his head, and +left the two soiled lads to go on with their shoutings and glad +adulations, unsuspicious of whom it was they were lavishing them upon. + +Every now and then rose the cry, "A largess! a largess!" and Tom +responded by scattering a handful of bright new coins abroad for the +multitude to scramble for. + +The chronicler says, 'At the upper end of Gracechurch Street, before the +sign of the Eagle, the city had erected a gorgeous arch, beneath which +was a stage, which stretched from one side of the street to the other. +This was an historical pageant, representing the King's immediate +progenitors. There sat Elizabeth of York in the midst of an immense +white rose, whose petals formed elaborate furbelows around her; by her +side was Henry VII., issuing out of a vast red rose, disposed in the same +manner: the hands of the royal pair were locked together, and the +wedding-ring ostentatiously displayed. From the red and white roses +proceeded a stem, which reached up to a second stage, occupied by Henry +VIII., issuing from a red and white rose, with the effigy of the new +King's mother, Jane Seymour, represented by his side. One branch sprang +from this pair, which mounted to a third stage, where sat the effigy of +Edward VI. himself, enthroned in royal majesty; and the whole pageant was +framed with wreaths of roses, red and white.' + +This quaint and gaudy spectacle so wrought upon the rejoicing people, +that their acclamations utterly smothered the small voice of the child +whose business it was to explain the thing in eulogistic rhymes. But Tom +Canty was not sorry; for this loyal uproar was sweeter music to him than +any poetry, no matter what its quality might be. Whithersoever Tom +turned his happy young face, the people recognised the exactness of his +effigy's likeness to himself, the flesh and blood counterpart; and new +whirlwinds of applause burst forth. + +The great pageant moved on, and still on, under one triumphal arch after +another, and past a bewildering succession of spectacular and symbolical +tableaux, each of which typified and exalted some virtue, or talent, or +merit, of the little King's. 'Throughout the whole of Cheapside, from +every penthouse and window, hung banners and streamers; and the richest +carpets, stuffs, and cloth-of-gold tapestried the streets--specimens of +the great wealth of the stores within; and the splendour of this +thoroughfare was equalled in the other streets, and in some even +surpassed.' + +"And all these wonders and these marvels are to welcome me--me!" murmured +Tom Canty. + +The mock King's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were +flashing, his senses swam in a delirium of pleasure. At this point, just +as he was raising his hand to fling another rich largess, he caught sight +of a pale, astounded face, which was strained forward out of the second +rank of the crowd, its intense eyes riveted upon him. A sickening +consternation struck through him; he recognised his mother! and up flew +his hand, palm outward, before his eyes--that old involuntary gesture, +born of a forgotten episode, and perpetuated by habit. In an instant +more she had torn her way out of the press, and past the guards, and was +at his side. She embraced his leg, she covered it with kisses, she +cried, "O my child, my darling!" lifting toward him a face that was +transfigured with joy and love. The same instant an officer of the +King's Guard snatched her away with a curse, and sent her reeling back +whence she came with a vigorous impulse from his strong arm. The words +"I do not know you, woman!" were falling from Tom Canty's lips when this +piteous thing occurred; but it smote him to the heart to see her treated +so; and as she turned for a last glimpse of him, whilst the crowd was +swallowing her from his sight, she seemed so wounded, so broken-hearted, +that a shame fell upon him which consumed his pride to ashes, and +withered his stolen royalty. His grandeurs were stricken valueless: +they seemed to fall away from him like rotten rags. + +The procession moved on, and still on, through ever augmenting splendours +and ever augmenting tempests of welcome; but to Tom Canty they were as if +they had not been. He neither saw nor heard. Royalty had lost its grace +and sweetness; its pomps were become a reproach. Remorse was eating his +heart out. He said, "Would God I were free of my captivity!" + +He had unconsciously dropped back into the phraseology of the first days +of his compulsory greatness. + +The shining pageant still went winding like a radiant and interminable +serpent down the crooked lanes of the quaint old city, and through the +huzzaing hosts; but still the King rode with bowed head and vacant eyes, +seeing only his mother's face and that wounded look in it. + +"Largess, largess!" The cry fell upon an unheeding ear. + +"Long live Edward of England!" It seemed as if the earth shook with the +explosion; but there was no response from the King. He heard it only as +one hears the thunder of the surf when it is blown to the ear out of a +great distance, for it was smothered under another sound which was still +nearer, in his own breast, in his accusing conscience--a voice which kept +repeating those shameful words, "I do not know you, woman!" + +The words smote upon the King's soul as the strokes of a funeral bell +smite upon the soul of a surviving friend when they remind him of secret +treacheries suffered at his hands by him that is gone. + +New glories were unfolded at every turning; new wonders, new marvels, +sprang into view; the pent clamours of waiting batteries were released; +new raptures poured from the throats of the waiting multitudes: but the +King gave no sign, and the accusing voice that went moaning through his +comfortless breast was all the sound he heard. + +By-and-by the gladness in the faces of the populace changed a little, and +became touched with a something like solicitude or anxiety: an abatement +in the volume of the applause was observable too. The Lord Protector was +quick to notice these things: he was as quick to detect the cause. He +spurred to the King's side, bent low in his saddle, uncovered, and said-- + +"My liege, it is an ill time for dreaming. The people observe thy +downcast head, thy clouded mien, and they take it for an omen. Be +advised: unveil the sun of royalty, and let it shine upon these boding +vapours, and disperse them. Lift up thy face, and smile upon the +people." + +So saying, the Duke scattered a handful of coins to right and left, then +retired to his place. The mock King did mechanically as he had been +bidden. His smile had no heart in it, but few eyes were near enough or +sharp enough to detect that. The noddings of his plumed head as he +saluted his subjects were full of grace and graciousness; the largess +which he delivered from his hand was royally liberal: so the people's +anxiety vanished, and the acclamations burst forth again in as mighty a +volume as before. + +Still once more, a little before the progress was ended, the Duke was +obliged to ride forward, and make remonstrance. He whispered-- + +"O dread sovereign! shake off these fatal humours; the eyes of the world +are upon thee." Then he added with sharp annoyance, "Perdition catch +that crazy pauper! 'twas she that hath disturbed your Highness." + +The gorgeous figure turned a lustreless eye upon the Duke, and said in a +dead voice-- + +"She was my mother!" + +"My God!" groaned the Protector as he reined his horse backward to his +post, "the omen was pregnant with prophecy. 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