When we entered the barge, Frances clung to my hand and sat down beside
me, but the king, who was sitting with the duchess on one hand and
Castlemain on the other, beckoned Frances to sit beside him. She went to
him reluctantly, and he moved toward the duchess, making room for Frances
between himself and Castlemain. But that fair lady objected and moved up
to the king, indicating by a nod that Frances might sit on the spot her
Ladyship had vacated.
But the king said, "You are to sit by me, Mistress Jennings."
"She'll do nothing of the sort," exclaimed Castlemain, with an oath.
"She'll sit on the other side of me or in the bottom of the barge, or in
the river, I care not which."
"You shall make room, or I'll have you put out of the barge," said the
king, displaying a flash of temper.
Immediately a torrent of profanity and piercing screams came from her
Ladyship.
"Let any man lay hands on me," she cried, turning to the king, "and this
brat of yours goes into the water!"
"Sit down, in God's name, sit down and have your way," said the king,
waving his hand to the man on the wharf to throw the warps aboard.
The duchess laughed and offered to give her place to Frances, but of
course my cousin refused and came back to me.
* * * * *
When we reached the courtroom, we found it filled with men, women, and
children, most of them belonging to the lower walks of life and all of
them eager to see the king, whom they seemed to know was coming.
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