"Do as thou wilt with thine own attendants; but be advised, tempt not thine own safety again; thou hast tried us sore with thy ill-advised entreaties, but we forgive thee, on condition they are never again renewed.

Speak not, we charge thee.

What ho! Sir Edmund Stanley," he called aloud, and the chamberlain appeared at the summons.

"Here, let this boy be carefully raised and borne according to the pleasure of his mistress.
See, too, that the Countess of Gloucester be conducted with due respect to her apartments.

Begone!" he added, sternly, as the eyes of Joan still seemed to beseech mercy; "I will hear no more--the traitor dies!".