rt that we had played.

Sir William Stanley now advanced to where the Earl of Richmond stood.
In his hand he carried the light, gold crown that had been worn by
Richard in the battle. This he placed upon the victor's head, and then
we all knelt down and cried:--"God save King Henry!" Then, as do the
waters spread out in ever widening circling waves after a stone hath
been dropped through their smooth surface, the cries of:--"God save
King Henry!" swept throughout the whole delirious army.

"Great God, I thank thee for this bounteous gift presented by the hands
of these, thy faithful servants," said Henry devoutly, as again he
kneeled.

"May I rule this, my fair, native land with justice, and under thy
direction."

Then again we all arose, and deafening cheers swept with redoubled
vigour over the plains of Redmoor.

"Throw yon bloody carrion across the back of some degraded horse, and
then on to Leicester, where we will spend the night," said the King, as
he pointed to Richard's body.

Frederick and I had little difficulty in finding Michael; for during
the preceding scene he had forced his way through the crowd and stood
near behind us. We then joined in with the guards of our new sovereign
and rode on to Leicester, with hearts lighter than they had been for
many a long, black day; and yet with anxious minds, as we wondered
whether Catesby had told the truth or no.

CHAPTER XXVIII

CONCLUSION

When we reached our destination we handed Catesby over to the proper
authorities, and from that time we had naught to do with his fate.

We hastened by the shortest way to the Grey Friars' Church, and from
there, when we had been directed, we went to the Sanctuary.

Catesby had spoken the truth; the ring that I had taken from his finger
gained for us admittance.

At first Hazel refused to see us, and prayed protection of the church
folk.

Then I remembered me, and sent unto her our names. Instantly then were
we admitted into her presence, and happy reunion took the place of
torturous separation and maddening anxiety.

"Come now, art happy and content?" I asked, when our joyous greeting
had gone the rounds.

"Yes, yes, so happy now, dear;--but how are thine ears?" she broke in
suddenly.

"Tush! 'twas a mere nothing; he but cut off the skin."

However, she would not be content until I had taken off my helm and she
had redressed the slight wounds.

"But what became of him?" she asked, as a shudder r