"Methinks Sir John is friendly to you," he added, "and in that you are very fortunate. But you have rivals in plenty, so watch them carefully. Remember, I do not make the match, but should you two wish it, none shall make it otherwise."
"Perchance some day I may remind Your Majesty of those words," said De Lacy.
"And shall find me ready to fulfill them, though I bring an army at my back… If need be, you are now excused from attendance until you return, but report to me to-morrow night; I may have some service for you on the journey… Announce me."
Swinging back the door, Aymer lifted the arras.
"The King!" he heralded.
Instantly quiet reigned and every one sprang to his feet and uncovered.
"Be seated, gentlemen," said the King… "Ah! Norfolk, a word with you," he said, and led the way to a large window in a far corner of the apartment.
"Well, Howard," said he, "the break with Stafford nears—though it comes quicker than I had thought. Were you here when he left me?"
"In sooth, yes, and he was wildly angry. He overtook the younger Stanley at yonder door and his words were high enough to carry back, though not distinguishable."
"I know their import. De Lacy met him in the courtyard, and was appealed to to tell who made Gloucester King."