“Poor soul, no. He is dead.”
I was utterly stunned; it had not seemed to me that any wound could be mortal to him.
“And the queen, Clarence?”
“She is a nun, in Almesbury.”
“What changes! and in such a short while. It is inconceivable. What next, I wonder?”
“I can tell you what next.”
“Well?”
“Stake our lives and stand by them!”
“What do you mean by that?”
“The Church is master now. The Interdict included you with Mordred; it is not to be removed while you remain alive. The clans are gathering. The Church has gathered all the knights that are left alive, and as soon as you are discovered we shall have business on our hands.”
“Stuff! With our deadly scientific war-material; with our hosts of trained—”
“Save your breath—we haven’t sixty faithful left!”
“What are you saying? Our schools, our colleges, our vast workshops, our—”
“When those knights come, those establishments will empty themselves and go over to the enemy. Did you think you had educated the superstition out of those people?”