Pray Heaven you have not given the king fresh
occasion for jealousy! That is all I fear."
And quitting his daughter, he sought out Suffolk, who, alarmed at what
appeared like a restoration of Wolsey to favour, promised heartily to co-
operate with him in the struggle; and that no time might be lost, the
duke proceeded at once to the royal closet, where he found the king
pacing moodily to and fro.
"Your majesty seems disturbed," said the duke.
"Disturbed!--ay!" exclaimed the king. "I have enough to disturb me. I
will never love again. I will forswear the whole sex. Harkee, Suffolk,
you are my brother, my second self, and know all the secrets of my
heart. After the passionate devotion I have displayed for Anne Boleyn--
after all I have done for her--all I have risked for her--I have been
deceived."
"Impossible, my liege?" exclaimed Suffolk.
"Why, so I thought," cried Henry, "and I turned a deaf ear to all
insinuations thrown out against her, till proof was afforded which I
could no longer doubt."
"And what was the amount of the proof, my liege?" asked Suffolk.
"These letters," said Henry, handing them to him, "found on the person
of Sir Thomas Wyat.
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