Viscount Lisle; Cuthbert Bishop of Durham —
Tom was not listening — an earlier clause of the document was puzzling him. At this point he turned and whispered to Lord Hertford —
“What day did he say the burial hath been appointed for?”
“The sixteenth of the coming month, my liege.”
“’Tis a strange folly. Will he keep?”
Poor chap, he was still new to the customs of royalty; he was used to seeing the forlorn dead of Offal Court hustled out of the way with a very different sort of expedition.
However, the Lord Hertford set his mind at rest with a word or two.