“Bright, in the summer noon, flashed the array of horsemen: for up the steep hill wound the gorgeous cavalcade towards the grand residence of Charles Warbeck.
“The bells rung loudly, and the French bride, with her husband, entered their princely abode.
“That same night there was a grand banquet given by Charles Warbeck to his friends; but Edward and Leoline were forgotten.
“The lights shone from every casement, and music swelled loud and ceaselessly within.
“By the side of her husband sat the fair French bride, glittering in jewels.
“Her dark locks, her flashing eye, the false colour of her complexion dazzled the eyes of all his guests.
“In the banquet hall, among the guests, sat Phillip Redgill.
“Not dressed as a minstrel on this occasion; but in the uniform of an English officer.
“For he had played his part so well that even Charles did not suspect him to be one and the same person, for when Redgill left Warbeck Castle so suddenly, he went to Calais, and then under an assumed name, made the acquaintance of Charles Warbeck, and led him on to ruin.
“As he was such a gay fellow, then, and had become so much linked in with young Warbeck, he was looked upon by all almost as one of the family.