“I am aware of your errand, my lord,” said Jane; “you are come to convey me to the Tower. I am ready to attend you.”
“It is well,” replied Lord Clinton. “If you have any preparations to make, you shall have time for them.”
“I have none, my lord,” she replied.
“Nor I,” replied Lord Guilford.
“My sole request is, that I may take one female attendant with me,” said Jane, pointing to Cicely.
“I am sorry I cannot comply with the request,” answered Lord Clinton, “but my orders are peremptory.”
“Will my esquire be permitted to accompany me?” inquired Dudley.
“If he chooses to incur the risk of so doing, assuredly,” replied Clinton. “But he will go into captivity.”
“I will follow my Lord Guilford to death,” cried Cholmondeley.
“You are a faithful esquire, indeed!” observed Lord Clinton, with a slight sneer.