— quite on the other side. But now I bethink me, I am only telling you what I should tell you were I upon your side. There’s no harm in that, I hope, no disloyalty to my Lord Carnal’s interests which happen to be my interests?”

I made no answer. I gave him credit both for his ignorance of the very hornbook of honor and for his large share of the milk of human kindness.

“My lord grows restive,” he said, when we had gone a little further. “The Francis and John, coming in yesterday, brought court news. Out of sight, out of mind. Buckingham is making hay while the sun shines. Useth angel water for his complexion, sleepeth in a medicated mask such as the Valois used, and is grown handsomer than ever; changeth the fashion of his clothes thrice a week,