She gave him the right to that with a lowering of her eyebrows.
'I too would see him a most high prince,' she said. 'I would see him shed lustre upon his friends, terror upon his foes, and a great light upon this realm and age.'
She paused to touch him earnestly with one long hand, and to brush back a strand of her hair. Down the gallery she saw Lascelles moving to speak with Throckmorton and Wriothesley holding the Archbishop earnestly by the sleeve.
'See,' she said, 'you are surrounded now by traitors that will bring you down. In foreign lands your cause wavers. I tell you, five minutes agone I wished you swept away.'
Cromwell raised his eyebrows.
'Why, I knew that this was difficult fighting,' he said. 'But I know not what giveth me your good wishes.'
'My lord,' she answered, 'it came to me in my mind: What man is there in the land save Privy Seal that so loveth his master's cause?'
Cromwell laughed.
'How well do you love this King,' he said.
'I love this King; I love this land,' she said, 'as Cato loved Rome or Leonidas his realm of Sparta.'