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secured. The butcher was then brought forth, bound hand and foot, and the noose was thrown over his neck. While this was passing, the wretched man descried a person looking at him from a window in a wooden structure projecting from the side of the tower. "What! are you there, MorganFenwolf?" he cried. "Remember what passed between us in the dungeon last night, and be warned! You will not meet your end as firmly as I meet mine." "Make thy shrift quickly, fellow, if thou hast aught to say," interposed one of the halberdiers. "I have no shrift to make," rejoined the butcher. "I have already settled my account with Heaven. God preserve Queen Catherine!" As he uttered these words, he was thrust off from the battlements by the halberdiers, and his body swung into the abyss, amid the hootings and execrations of the spectators below. Having glutted his eyes with the horrible sight, Henry descended from the tower, and returned to Anne Boleyo. How King Henry the Eighth held a chapter of the Garter; how he attended vespers and matins in Saint George's Chapel; and how he feasted with the knights-companions in Saint George's Hall. From a balcony overlooking the upper ward, Anne Boleyn beheld the king's approach on his return from the Garter Tower, and waving her hand smilingly to him, she withdrew into the presence- chamber. Hastening to her, Henry found her surrounded by her ladies of honour, by the chief of the nobles and knights who had composed her train from Hampton Court, and by the Cardinals Wolsey and Campeggio; and having exchanged a few words with her, he took her hand, and led her to the upper part of the chamber, where two chairs of state were set beneath a canopy of crimson velvetembroidered with the royal arms, and placed her in the seat, hitherto allotte...
