The hand of the wicked is heavy upon us, and whom can we turn to save only the king ?" The young officer shook his head.

"The king is at heart a good man," said he.

"But he can only see the world through the glasses which are held before him.

You have nothing to hope from him." "He spurned me from his presence." "Did he ask your name ?" "He did, and I gave it." The young guardsman whistled.

"Let us walk to the gate," said he.
"By my faith, if my kinsmen are to come and bandy arguments with the king, it may not be long before my company finds itself without its captain." "The king would not couple us together.