Into the lion's mouth.
"What?" cried Charles, with a little start of surprise. "Into the lion's mouth?"
"And the unicorn's. Your Majesty will find no loyaler hearts than beat there, where danger most threatens you."
"I could get to London by another road; 'twould be better, even if it were ever such a circuitous one," said the king dubiously.
"'Twould be safer to take the road I propose," said Lee, "since it is the one by which I must return home; and I must have further speech with your Majesty."
"Is your horse a good one?"
"Her better is not to be found in your Majesty's stables. She'll prove worth the cost of her feed. I'll warrant your Majesty will be telling me that, when next we meet."
"At the King's Arms?"
"To-morrow afternoon; and there are those who will not be far behind your Majesty on the road."
And then Lee, kneeling at the king's feet, took his hand, and, kissing it, turned to go.