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The Prince a prisoner.
Hendon forced back a smile, and bent down and whispered in the King's ear-- "Softly, softly, my prince, wag thy tongue warily--nay, suffer it not to wag at all.

Trust in me--all shall go well in the end." Then he added to himself: "SIR Miles! Bless me, I had totally forgot I was a knight! Lord, how marvellous a thing it is, the grip his memory doth take upon his quaint and crazy fancies!.

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