Do not go into the forest,
dear Sir Thomas!"
"No more of this! " cried Wyat fiercely. "Do as I bid you, and if I join you
not before noon to-morrow, proceed to Rochester, and there await my
coming."
I never expect to see you again, sir! " groaned the old man, as he took
his leave.
The anxious concern evinced in his behalf by his old and trusty servant
was not without effect on Sir Thomas Wyat, and made him hesitate in
his design; but by-and-by another access of jealous rage came on, and
overwhelmed all his better resolutions. He remained within his
chamber to a late hour, and then issuing forth, proceeded to the terrace
at the north of the castle, where he was challenged by a sentinel, but
was suffered to pass on, on giving the watch-word.
The night was profoundly dark, and the whole of the glorious prospect
commanded by the terrace shrouded from view. But Wyat's object in
coming thither was to gaze, for the last time, at that part of the castle
which enclosed Anne Boleyn, and knowing well the situation of her
apartments, he fixed his eyes upon the windows; but although
numerous lights streamed from the adjoining corridor, all here was
buried in obscurity.
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