Throwing a meaning look at the
almost sinking queen, he followed the mysterious observer into the
great hall, determined to rid himself of him in some way before he
should have time to make any revelations.
Avoiding the brilliant throng, the monk entered the adjoining corridor,
and descending the great staircase, passed into the upper quadrangle.
From thence he proceeded towards the cloisters near St. George's
Chapel, where he was overtaken by Norris, who had followed him
closely.
"What would you with me, Sir Henry Norris? "cried the monk, halting.
"You may guess," said Norris, sternly and drawing his sword. "There
are secrets which are dangerous to the possessor. Unless you swear
never to betray what you have seen and heard, you die."
The tall monk laughed derisively.
"You know that your life is in my power," he said, " and therefore
you threaten mine. Well, e'en take it, if you can."
As he spoke, he drew a sword from beneath his robe, and stood upon
his defence. After a few passes, Norris's weapon was beaten from his
grasp.
"You are now completely at my mercy," said the monk, "and I have
nothing to do but to call the guard, and declare all I have heard to the
king.
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