Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-03-26

 cried in flaming rage.
 ''Be not impatient, brother mine! \ will jump out in just moment"
 A little scream from Jane startled ev- erybody, and she quickly ran up to the king, saying: T beg your majesty to go. She will do as she says so sure as you remain. You don't know her. She is very angry. Please go. will bring her downstairs somehow"
 HAh, indeed! Jane Bolingbroke,' ' came from the bed. T will receive my guests myself when they are kind enough to come to my room" The GOV erlid began to move, and whether or not she was really going to carry out her threat I cannot say, but Henry, Knowing her too well to risk it, hurried us all out of the room and marched downstairs at the head of his defeated cohorts. He was swearing in way to make priests flesh creep and pro- testing by everything holy that Mary should be the wife of Louis or die. He went back to Mary's room at intervals, but there was enough persistence in that one girl to stop the wheels of time, if she but set herself to do 1t. and the king came away from each visit the victim of another rout.
 Finally his anger cooled, and he be- came amused. From the last visit he came down laughing.
 q shall have to give up the fight or else put my arnor on with visor down." said he. Ut Is not safe to go near her without 1t She is very vixen, and but now tried to scratch my eyes out.
 Wolsey, who had wonderful knack for finding the easiest means to diff ficult end, took Henry off to window, where they held whispered conversa- ton.
 It was pathetic to see a mighty king and his great minister of state consult ing and planning against one poor girl, and, as angry as felt toward Mary, could not help pitying her and admired beyond the power of pen to write the valiant and So far impregnable defense she had put up against an array of strength that would have made king trelnble on his throne.
 E Presently Henry gave one of his loud laughs and slapped his thigh as if highly satisfied with some proposi- ton of Wolsey's.
 s'Make ready at once,' he said. We will go back to London"
 Tn a short time we were all at the main stairway ready to mount for the return trip.
 The Lady Mary,s window was just above, and saw Jane watching us as we rode away.
 After we were we'll out of Mary's sight the king called me to him, and he, together with De Longueville, Wolsey and myself, turned our horses heads, rode rapidly by circuitous path back to another door of the castle and re- entered without the knowledge of any of the inmates.
 We four remained in silence, en- joined by the king, and in the course of an hour the princess, supposing ey- cry one had gone, came downstairs and walked into the room where we were waiting. It was q scurvy trick, and I felt a contempt for the men who had planned 1t. could see that Mary's first i'm pulse was to beat a nasty retreat back into her citadel, the bed, but in truth she had in her makeup very little dis position to retreat, She was clear grit. What man she would have made! But what crime it would have been in nature to have spoiled so perfect a woman. How beautiful she was! She threw one quick, surprised glance at her brother and his companions and, lifting up her exquisite head, careless ly hummed little tune under her breath as she marched to the other end of the room with gait that Juno her. self could not have improved upon.
 I saw the king smile, half in pride of her and half in amusement, and the Frenchman's little eyes feasted upon her beauty with relish that could not be mistaken.
 Henry and the ambassador spoke a word in whispers when the latter took box from huge side pocket and started across the room toward Mary with the king at his heels.
 Her side was toward them when they came up, but she kept her attitude as if she had been of bronze. She had table and was examining it as they AppEOdGnGus MI De Longueville held the box in his hand, and, lowing and scraping, said in broken English, Permit to me, most gracious princess, that may have the honor to offer on behalf of my august master this little testament of his high admiration and love" With this he bowed again, smiled like crack in Q piece of old parchment and held his box toward Mary. It was open, prob ably in the hope of enticing her with sight of it's contents--a beautiful dia- mond necklace.
 She turned her face ever so little and took 1t all in with one contemptuous, sneering glance out of the corners of her eyes. Then, quietly reaching out her hand, she grasped the necklace and deliberately dashed it in poor old De Longueville's face.
 ''There is my answer, sir! Go home and tell your imbecile old master I scorn his suit and hate him-hate him hate him!' Then, with the tears fall ing unheeded down her cheeks: Mas ter Wolsey. you butchers cur, this