Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-03-24
CHApTER Tx.

EME that night would never enQ, R$1esgSH so fond were the Frenchmen eA3HSSSg of our fair ladies, and I was more than anxious to see Brandon and learn the issue of the girls escapade, as well knew the danger attending it.
 All things, however, must end, so early in the morning hastened to our rooms, where I found Brandon lying in his clothes, everything saturated with blood from a dozen sword cuts. Ho was very weak, and at once had in q barber, who took off his shirt of mail and dressed his wounds. He then dropped into a deep sleep, while l watched the night out. Upon awaken. ing Brandon told me all that had hap. pened, but asked me to say nothing of dis illness, as he wished to keep the fact of his wounds secret in order that he might better conceal the cause of them. But, as I told you, he did not speak of Buckingham's part in the af- fray.
 saw the princess that afternoon and expected, of course, she would inquire for her defender. One who had given such timely help and whoewas suffer ing so much on her account was sure ly worth 0 little solicitude, but not a word did she ask. She did not come near me, but made a point of avoid ance, as I could plainly see. The next morning she, with Jane, went over to Scotland palace without so much as a breath of inquiry from either of them. This heartless conduct enraged me, but q was glad to learn afterward that Oane's silence was at Mary's com mand, that bundle of selfshness fear ing that any solicitude, however care fully shown, upon her part might re- veal her secret.
 It seems that Mary had recent intel in the marriage negotiations and felt that discovery by her brother of what she had done, especially in view of the disastrous results, would send her to France despite all the coaxing she could do from then till doomsday.
 1t was q terrible fate hanging over her, doubly so in view of the fact that she loved another man, and looking back at it all from the vantage point of time cannot wonder that it drove other things out of her head and made her seem selfish in her frightened de- sire to save herself.
 About 12 o'clock of the following night was awakened by knock at my door, and upon opening in walked a sergeant of the sheriff of London, with four yeomen at his heels.
 The sergeant asked if one Charles Brandon was present, and upon my af- f1rmative answer demanded that he be forthcoming. I told the sergeant that Brandon was confined to his bed with illness, whereupon he asked to be shown to his room.
 It was useless to resist or to evade, so I awakened Brandon and took the sergeant in. Here he read his warrant to arrest Charles Brandon, Esq, for the murder of two citizens of London, perpetrated, done and committed upon the night of such and such day of this year of our Lord 1514. Brandon's hat had been found by the side of the dead men, and the authorities had re- ceived information from a high source that Brandon was the guilty person. That high source was evidently Buck tngham.
 When the sergeant found Brandon covered with wounds, there was no longer any doubt, and, although hard ly able to lift his hand, he was forced to dress and go with them. A horse litter was procured, and we all started to London.
 While Brandon was dressing said l would at once go and awaken the king, who, knew, would pardon the offense when he heard my story, but Brandon asked the sergeant to leave us to ourselves for a short time, and closed the door.
 Please do nothing of the sort, Cas- Skoden," said he. "If you tell the king, I will declare there is not one word of truth in your story. There is only one person in the world who may tell of that nights happenings, and if she does not they shall remain untold. She will make it all right at once, know. I would not do her the foul wrong to think for one instant that she will fail. You do not know her. She sometimes seems selfish, but it is thoughtlessness fostered by fattery, and her heart is right. I would trust her with my life. If you breathe a word of what I have told you, you may do more harm than you can ever remedy, and ask you to say nothing to any one If the princess would not liberate me-but that is not to be thought of. Never doubt that she can and will do it better than you think. She is all gold"
 This, of course, silenced me, as did not know what new danger I might create or how I might mar the matter I So much wished to mend. did not tell Brandon that the girls had left Greenwich or of my undefined and per. haps unfounded fear that Mary might not act as he thought she would in q great emergency, but silently helped him to dress and went to London along with him and the sheriff's sergeant.
 Brandon was taken to Eewgate, the most loathsome prison in London at that time, it being used for felons, while Ludgate was for debtors. Here he was thrown into an underground dungeon foul with water that seeped through the old masonry from the moat and