He must already be in great alarm."
"But I will send an attendant to quiet his fears," urged Henry.
"That would only serve to increase them," she rejoined. "Nay, I must
go."
And breaking from him, she darted swiftly down the hill, and glanced
across the marsh like a moonbeam.
"Plague on it!" cried Henry, "I have again forgotten to question her
about her birth."
"Shall I despatch this knave, my liege?" cried Suffolk, pointing with his
sword to Fenwolf.
"By no means," said the king; "something may be learnt from him. Hark
thee, thou felon hound; if thou indeed servest the fiend, thou seest he
deserts thee, as he does all who put faith in him."
"I see it," replied Fenwolf, who, finding resistance vain, had folded his
hands doggedly upon his breast.
"Then confess thy evil practices," said the king.
"Give me my life, and I will," replied Fenwolf. And as he uttered the
words, he caught sight of the dark figure of Herne, stationed at the side
of the oak, with its right arm raised menacingly.
"What seest thou? "cried Henry, remarking his fixed gaze towards the
tree, and glancing in that direction.
Fenwolf made no reply.
Henry went up to the tree, and walked round it, but he could see
nothing.
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