you, young one. You've got the right
stuff in you for making a brave, true gentleman; and--and I hope I
have."

"I'm sure you have," cried Frank warmly.

"Then we will not pass under the old city gate, with its horrible,
grinning heads: but I must take you to Fleet Street; so we'll go to
Westminster Stairs and have a boat--it will be nice on the river."

"Yes, glorious on an evening like this," cried Frank excitedly; "and, I
say, we can go round by Queen Anne Street."

"What for? It's out of the way."

"Well, only along by the Park side; I want to look up at our windows."

"But your mother's at the Palace."

"Father might be at home; he often sits at one of the windows looking
over the Park."

"Come along then," cried Andrew mockingly; "the good little boy shall be
taken where he can see his father and mother, and--hark! listen! hear
that?" he cried excitedly.

"Yes. What can it be?"

"The people hooting and yelling at Granthill. They're mobbing his
carriage. Run, run! I must see that."

Andrew Forbes trotted off, forgetting all his dignity as one of the
Princess's pages, and heedless now in his excitement of what any of the
well-dressed promenaders might think; while, laughing to himself the
while, Frank kept step with him, running easily and looking quite cool
when the tall, overgrown lad at his side, who was unused to outdoor
exercise, dropped into a walk panting heavily.

"Too late!" he said, in a tone of vexation. "There the carriage goes,
through Storey's Gate. Look at the crowd after it. They'll hoot him
till the soldiers stop them. Come along, Frank; we shall see a fight,
and perhaps some one will be killed."

CHAPTER THREE.

GETTING INTO HOT WATER.

The excitement of his companion was now communicated to Frank Gowan, and
as fast as they could walk they hurried on toward the gate at the corner
of the Park, passing knot after knot of people talking about the scene
which had taken place. But the boy did not forget to look eagerly in
the direction of the row of goodly houses standing back behind the
trees, and facing on to the Park, before they turned out through the
gate and found themselves in the tail of the crowd hurrying on toward
Palace Ward.

The crowd grew more dense till they reached the end of the street with
the open space in front, where it was impossible to go farther.

"Let's try and get round," whispered Andrew. "Do you hear? They're
fighting!"

Being young a