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ss of Rome, who charged the Queen and certain gentlemen of her kingdom with being 'wicked and ungrateful,' and assuring her that they were everywhere so regarded, for 'certain reasons well known to the writer,' which were not named. She had put the letter aside, meaning to discuss it with her Chamberlain in the morning; but in the darkness and solitariness of her chamber, it assumed new proportions, and she finally sent to pray the Lady Margherita to come to her, and they sat far into the night--Dama Margherita trying in vain to comfort her with her assurance that she did not believe the letter to be genuine. "His Holiness could not speak without reason," she asserted; "and having reasons, why should he not give them--that the fault might be confessed and atoned for?--_There are no reasons._ It is the work of some one who seeketh to annoy." Dama Margherita had a positive way of seeing things, which was often helpful to Caterina's more gracious nature. "Cara Margherita--it was His Grace himself who gave the letter into my hand." But Dama Margherita had no reverence for the Archbishop of Nikosia. "I think, your Majesty, that letter is not genuine," she repeated, uncompromisingly. "But--Margherita--the most reverend, the Archbishop would not----" Caterina broke off with a vivid flush and left the sentence unfinished, remembering that there had been a previous Archbishop of Nikosia whose code had not been fashioned by her ideals. Dama Margherita had but just withdrawn when the uproar in the streets began and she rushed back at once to her Lady's side. The sounds came muffled through the massive walls of the castle for there was no outlook on the Piazza; it was the low muttering of a storm, none the less terrible because undeclared. But there could be no mistaking the dread clangor of the bell, and the two young, helpless women clung to each other in trembling silence. Caterina was the first to recover her composure; she made a pathetic effort to steady her voice as she spoke. "Margherita, I must know at once what this meaneth. If one of the Council would come to me--there is always one in the Castle--my Uncle Andrea--or the Councillor Zaffo--I would they had not sent Aluisi and the Zia back to the palace!--and--and--_I will go to the Boy_." "Dear Lady," Margherita besought her. "Let me rather bring him hither. The Council will be coming at once--they would rather find you here. I will come with th
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