Sir George had always been my friend, and should I refuse to comply with his wishes, I well knew he would be my enemy.

He is bitterly angry against me now; but when he becomes calm, he will see wherein he has wronged me.

I asked Dorothy to help me, but she would not listen to my plan." "-- and now she begs your forgiveness," cried Dorothy, as she ran weeping to me, and took my hand most humbly.
"Dorothy! Dorothy!" I exclaimed.
"What frightful evil have I brought upon you ?" said she.

"Where can you go?
What will you do ?" "I know not," I answered.

"I shall probably go to the Tower of London when Queen Elizabeth's officers learn of my quarrel with Sir George.