ANNE, LADY HERBERT, came to the Queen and begged a secret audience with her. Katharine forthwith dismissed all her attendants.
“What ails you, sister?” asked the Queen. “I declare you look as if you have seen a ghost.”
Ah! thought Anne Herbert. Mayhap I have. The ghosts of Anne Boleyn and Catharine Howard warn me.
“Gardiner is moving against you. He, with his friend Wriothesley, has ordered a search of the houses in this town.”
“A search!”
“There have already been arrests.”
“Whom have they arrested?”
“Four men of Windsor. Two priests and two musicians. Pearson is one of them, Marbeck another.”
“God help us!” cried the Queen. “I know why these men have been taken.”
“It is a blow at you, dearest sister. They dare not attack you now because you have the King’s favor. But this is a warning. As soon as they consider they have a chance to work against you, they will do so. Dearest Majesty, you must give up your reading, give up those little gatherings of our friends. It was unsafe when you were Lady Latimer; but now that you are the Queen it is desperately dangerous.”
“Anne, what will happen to these men?”
“I know not. Dr. London is preparing a case against them.”
“Dr. London! That rogue. He was Cromwell’s man. That is he, is it not? He roamed the countryside and turned the monks from their monasteries while he took their treasure.”
“He took those treasures for his master, Kate. He is a man without principles. Then he worked against the Catholic monks; now he works for Catholic Gardiner and the King’s Secretary, Wriothesley. He is wily; he is clever and he is unscrupulous. What is to become of these men, I do not know. They say they have found Marbeck’s notes on the Bible. That will ensure a fiery death for him.”
“But, Anne, the King has a fondness for Marbeck. He complimented him on his singing.”
“Gardiner has no fondness for Marbeck’s religious views.”
“The King is all-powerful.”
“But, Kate, Gardiner will show that Marbeck has disobeyed the King’s orders. I am afraid… desperately afraid. Not only for these men… but for you.”
“We must help them, Anne. We cannot let them die.”
“Let well alone. Listen to me, dearest Kate. Remember those who went before you. You have the King’s favor now. Keep it. Do everything you can to keep it, and stay away from trouble.”
“But I must do everything I can for these men, Anne.”
“You tempt Fate.”
“No, Anne. I must prove my courage in this. I have to acquire courage. Something within me tells me this. If I fail now I should fail later.”
“Later?” said Anne Herbert fearfully.
“Anne, there may come a time when I shall have to be very brave indeed.” Katharine put her arm about her sister. “Speak what is in your mind, dearest. You talk of four men of Windsor, and you think of two Queens. Remember, I have an advantage over them. I know what happened to them; though they, poor souls, had no indications of what they would come to. All will be well, I promise you. The King is fond of me and he grows fonder.”
“Dearest sister,” said Anne, “I would that you were merely my sister and not my Queen.”
IN THE DARKNESS of the royal bedchamber the Queen whispered to the King: “My Lord, you are pleased with me?”
The King’s laugh was a deep, satisfied rumble.
“Your Grace has been good to me.”
“Well, sweetheart, that is what I would wish to be to one who pleases me as you do.”
“In my happiness I think of others less happy.”
“That’s like you, Kate. You’re a kind woman.”
“I trust my ways do not displease you.”
“And what is all this talk of pleasing and displeasing? It seems that women talk in this way when they would ask a favor.”
“You are clever. You follow the workings of my mind.”
“I am well versed, Kate, in the ways of women.”
“It is of those men of Windsor so recently arrested that I think. They have been condemned to the flames.”
The King grunted. This was no time to talk of state matters. He wished Kate would ask for something for herself, some ornament, some fancy velvets to make a gown. Now, first, she must ask that his daughters might be reinstated; then she must ask for money for them. He had given way to her there. Now she was going to plead for these heretics who were condemned to die.
“Poor Marbeck!” she said.
“Aye!” said the King. “Poor Marbeck.” The man had an enchanting voice. A plague on Gardiner for arresting him. Why should he interfere with the King’s pleasure? For Marbeck, with his pleasant singing, had brought pleasure to his King. “It would be well if Marbeck’s accusers spent their time in no worse way than he does,” growled Henry.
Katharine felt exultant. “Your Majesty will pardon this man?”
Henry himself had been thinking of doing that; but he was not going to say that he would immediately. Katharine was going to ask a pardon for all four, and he did not wish to pardon them all. He was not going to allow men to act with impunity against himself; and these men, in acting against laws which he had approved, were acting against him.
Blood must flow, he reasoned. If any lift the mildest voice against the King’s command, blood must flow …or, as in this case, flesh must burn.
He could not therefore pardon all the offenders; but he liked Marbeck. What if he gave Marbeck to Katharine? But the other three would have to go to Gardiner.
“Kate,” he said, “this man has been condemned. Books have been found in his house.”
He felt the Queen’s shiver, and he knew that, had he allowed those men to search her apartments, they would have found similar books there. Well well, let her read her books for the time being; it was pleasant to discourse with a woman of good sense.
“Pardon them, my dearest lord,” pleaded Katharine. “Show your clemency.”
“Only fools show clemency, Kate. If I let those men go free, what would happen, think you? Others would proclaim themselves heretics without more ado.”
“Only those who do so in secret already would do that.”
“When men practice in secret what they fear to do in the open, that is not a good thing, Kate. Perhaps we should find more of these rogues.”
“No, my lord, I beg of you.”
“There, sweetheart. You are a woman and soft. You plead for these men because it is in your nature to be soft with all. You are our Queen—our wellloved Queen. We will do something to show you our regard.”
“Thank you. Thank you, Your Majesty.”
“I give you Marbeck.”
“A thousand thanks, Your Grace. And Pearson… Testwood and Filmer?”
“You’re greedy, Kate. No. Take Marbeck, and be grateful. I cannot interfere further with justice, even for your sake.”
“My lord …”
“The matter is closed, sweetheart.”
She was silent, and the King smiled smugly in the darkness. He felt loving and benign. He had granted his Queen’s request, and he had saved his friend Marbeck, which, after all, he had long made up his mind to do.
GARDINER WAS PLEASED with the Windsor episode. As he explained to Wriothesley, the Queen had Marbeck, but they had kept the other three for the flames which had now consumed them. This was no true victory for the Queen, as the King himself had not wished Marbeck to die and would doubtless have saved him even if the Queen had not asked for his life.
“The woman is soft and a fool,” said Gardiner. “She should have asked for one of the others and left Marbeck to rely on the King’s favor. Well, she is new to her position and I prophesy that she will not long hold it. And this is not an end to the matter. I have set the good Dr. London to pursue his inquiries, and ere long he will have more men and women to bring up for examination. And this time, Master Secretary, I think he might look a little higher. Oh, not so high as I intend him to go, but creeping up, creeping upward.”