The Prince and the Pauper
ve that thou art much changed from thy wont, for thou
knowest how tenderly thy old play-fellows bear thee in their hearts and how
'twould grieve them. Art willing, sir, that I remain?—and thine uncle?"
Tom signified assent with a gesture and a murmured word, for
he was already learning, and in his simple heart was resolved to acquit himself
as best he might, according to the King's command.
In spite of every precaution, the conversation among the
young people became a little embarrassing at times. More than once, in
truth, Tom was near to breaking down and confessing himself unequal to his
tremendous part; but the tact of the Princess Elizabeth saved him, or a word
from one or the other of the vigilant lords, thrown in apparently by chance,
had the same happy effect. Once the little Lady Jane turned to Tom and
dismayed him with this question,—
"Hast paid thy duty to the Queen's majesty to-day, my
lord?"
Tom hesitated, looked distressed, and was about to stammer
out something at hazard, when Lord St. John took the word and answered for him
with the easy grace of a courtier accustomed to encounter delicate difficulties
and to be ready for them—
"He hath indeed, madam, and she did greatly hearten
him, as touching his majesty's condition; is it not so, your highness?"
Tom mumbled something that stood for assent, but felt that
he was getting upon dangerous ground. Somewhat later it was mentioned
that Tom was to study no more at present, whereupon her little ladyship
exclaimed—
"'Tis a pity, 'tis a pity! Thou wert proceeding
bravely. But bide thy time in patience: it will not be for
long. Thou'lt yet be graced with learning like thy father, and make thy
tongue master of as many languages as his, good my prince."
"My father!" cried Tom, off his guard for the
moment. "I trow he cannot speak his own so that any but the swine
that kennel in the styes may tell his meaning; and as for learning of any sort
soever—"
He looked up and encountered a solemn warning in my Lord St.
John's eyes.
He stopped, blushed, then continued low and sadly: "Ah,
my malady persecuteth me again, and my mind wandereth. I meant the King's
grace no irreverence."
"We know it, sir," said the Princess Elizabeth,
taking her 'brother's' hand between her two palms, respectfully but
caressingly; "trouble not thyself as to that. The fault is none of
thine, but thy distemper's."
"Thou'rt a gentle comforter, sweet lady," said
Tom, gratefully, "and my heart moveth me to thank thee for't, an' I may be
so bold."
Once the giddy little Lady Jane fired a simple Greek phrase
at Tom. The Princess Elizabeth's quick eye saw by the serene blankness of
the target's front that the shaft was overshot; so she tranquilly delivered a
return volley of sounding Greek on Tom's behalf, and then straightway changed
the talk to other matters.
Time wore on pleasantly, and likewise smoothly, on the
whole. Snags and sandbars grew less and less frequent, and Tom grew more and
more at his ease, seeing that all were so lovingly bent upon helping him and
overlooking his mistakes. When it came out that the little ladies were to
accompany him to the Lord Mayor's banquet in the evening, his heart gave a
bound of relief and delight, for he felt that he should not be friendless, now,
among that multitude of strangers; whereas, an hour earlier, the idea of their
going with him would have been an insupportable terror to him.