Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1912)

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CARDINAL WOLSEY 75 "It is Anne Boleyn, the young girl who was sent to France with your Majesty's sister, some years ago," returned the courtier, plainly delighted with the effect the girl had produced upon the King. "Now she has returned to live among the Queen's maidens. When I saw her rare beauty, I bethought me of your Majesty's request. ' ' "You shall be richly rewarded," chuckled the King. ' ' But when can I tonight the dress of a shepherd, and let eleven of my lords accompany me in the same costume. So shall we go, a merry band, to the Cardinal's ball, and I promise thee that the fair Anne shall be wooed right ardently by a royal shepherd. ' ' The masked company were making merry in the Palace of York when the Cardinal entered the room, clothed in his full robes of state. Responding graciously to the salutations of his ", THE MASKED COMPANY WERE MAKING MERRY meet this beauteous damosel ? It must be soon, for I wot my heart is enraptured already!" "The Cardinal hath bidden all the lords and ladies of the Court to a ball tonight, ' ' suggested the courtier. ' ' It is a masked ball " He paused, as if fearful of presuming too far, but the King, with a coarse laugh, gave the man's shoulder a resounding slap. 1 ' 'Tis well ! ' ' he cried. ' ' Bring me guests, he proceeded toward a small throne at the head of the room. When he was seated beneath the canopy of cardinal velvet, he lifted his hand as the signal for the musicians to begin. But, as the first silvery notes stole forth, there was a commotion outside the entrance, and a herald, bowing low, approached the Cardinal. "How now? What is't?" queried the Cardinal. "A noble-seeming troop of stran