At this the sixty-eight judges stood up to show their assent.
"Will you hear me a word, sir?" cried Charles.
"Sir," returned Bradshaw, "you are not to be heard after the sentence."
"No, sir?"
"No, sir—by your favour, sir. Guard, withdraw your prisoner."
The partisans closed round Charles; incredulous, outraged, he continued to protest.
"I may speak after the sentence—by your favour, sir, I may speak after the sentence—ever——"
The guards caught hold of him none too civilly.
"I say, sir, I do," cried the unfortunate King—then sternly to the soldier who had seized his arm, "Hold!"—"by your favour the sentence, sir——"
They pushed and dragged him away. He raised his voice.