<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XVI"></SPAN>CHAPTER XVI<br/> <span class="subhead">1553</span> <span class="subhead">After King Edward’s death—Results to Lady Jane Grey—Northumberland’s schemes—Mary’s escape—Scene at Sion House—Lady Jane brought to the Tower—Quarrel with her husband—Her proclamation as Queen.</span></h2></div>
<p class="drop-cap"><span class="smcap1">A boy</span> was dead. A frail little life, long failing,
had gone out. That was all. Nevertheless
upon it had hung the destinies of England.</p>
<p>Speculations and forecasts as to the consequences
had Edward lived are unprofitable. Yet one
wonders what, grown to manhood, he would have
become—whether the gentle lad, pious, studious,
religious, the modern Josiah, as he was often called,
would have developed, as he grew to maturity,
the dangerous characteristics of his Tudor race, the
fierceness and violence of his father, the melancholy
and relentless fanaticism of Mary, the absence of
principle and sensuality of Elizabeth. Or would he
have fulfilled the many hopes which had found their
centre in him and have justified the love of his
subjects, given him upon credit?</p>
<p>It is impossible to say. What was certain was
that his part was played out, and that others were to
take his place. Amongst these his little cousin Jane<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_211">211</SPAN></span>
was at once the most innocent and the most unfortunate.</p>
<p>Hitherto she had looked on as a spectator at life.
Her skiff moored in a creek of the great river, she
had watched from a place of comparative calm the
stream as it rushed by. Here and there a wave
might make itself felt even in that quiet place;
a wreck might be carried past, or she might catch
the drowning cry of a swimmer as he sank. But to
the young such things are accidents from participation
in which they tacitly consider themselves
exempted, regarding them with the fearlessness due
to inexperience. Suddenly all was to be changed.
Torn from her anchorage, she was to be violently
borne along by the torrent towards the inevitable
catastrophe.</p>
<p>As yet she was ignorant of the destiny prepared
for her. Under her father’s roof, she had
pursued her customary occupations, and by some
authorities her third extant letter to Bullinger—another
tribute of admiration and flattery, and containing
no allusion to current events—is believed to
belong to the interval occurring between her marriage
and the King’s death. The allusion to herself
as an “untaught virgin,” and the signature “Jane
Grey,” seem to give it a date earlier in the year.
The time was fast approaching when leisure for
literary exercises of the kind would be lacking.</p>
<p>It would have been difficult to trace her movements<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_212">212</SPAN></span>
precisely at this juncture were it not that she
has left a record of them in a document—either
directly addressed to Mary from her prison or intended
for her eyes—in which she demonstrated her
innocence.<SPAN name="FNanchor_155" href="#Footnote_155" class="fnanchor">155</SPAN> Notwithstanding the promise made by
the Duchess of Northumberland at her marriage that
she should be permitted to remain at home, she appears
to have been by this time living with her husband’s
parents, and, upon Edward’s death becoming imminent,
she was informed of the fact by her father-in-law,
who forbade her to leave his house; adding
the startling announcement that, when it should
please God to call the King to His mercy, she would
at once repair to the Tower, her cousin having
nominated her heir to the throne.</p>
<p>The news found her totally unprepared; and,
shocked and partly incredulous, she refused obedience
to the Duke’s commands, continuing to visit
her mother daily, in spite of the indignation of the
Duchess of Northumberland, who “grew wroth
with me and with her, saying that she was determined
to keep me in her house; that she would likewise
keep my husband there, to whom I should go later
in any case, and that she would be under small
obligation to me. Therefore it did not seem to me<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_213">213</SPAN></span>
lawful to disobey her, and for three or four days
I stayed in her house, until I obtained permission to
resort to the Duke of Northumberland’s palace
at Chelsea.” At this place—the reason of her
preference for it is not given—she continued, sick
and anxious, until a summons reached her to go to
Sion House, there to receive a message from the
King. It was Lady Sydney, a married daughter of
the Duke’s, who brought the order, saying, “with
more gravity than usual,” that it was necessary
that her sister-in-law should obey it; and Lady Jane
did not refuse to do so.</p>
<p>Sion House, where the opening scene of the
drama took place, was another of the possessions of
the Duke of Somerset, passed into the hands of
his rival. A monastery, founded by Henry V. at
Isleworth, it had been seized, with other Church
property, in 1539, and had served two years later
as prison to the unhappy child, Katherine Howard.
The place had been acquired by Somerset in the
days of his power, when the building of the great
house, which was to replace the convent, was begun.
The gardens were enclosed by high walls, a triangular
terrace in one of their angles alone allowing the
inmates to obtain a view of the country beyond.<SPAN name="FNanchor_156" href="#Footnote_156" class="fnanchor">156</SPAN>
In 1552 it had, with most of the late Protector’s
goods and chattels, been confiscated, and during the
following year, the year of the King’s death, had<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_214">214</SPAN></span>
been granted to Northumberland. It was to this
place that Lady Jane was taken to receive the
message said to be awaiting her from the King.</p>
<p>Her destination reached, Sion House was found
empty; but it was not long before those who
were pulling the strings arrived. The message from
the King had been a fiction. Edward’s gentle
spirit was at rest, and he himself forgotten in the
rush of events. There was little time for thought
of the dead. The interests of religion and of the
State, as some would call it, the ambition of unscrupulous
and unprincipled men, as it would be
named by others, demanded the whole attention of
the steersmen who stood, for the moment, at the helm.</p>
<p>It had been decided to keep the fact of the King’s
death secret until measures should have been taken
to ensure the success of the desperate game they
were playing. To secure possession of the person
of his natural successor was of the first importance;
and a letter had been despatched to Mary when her
brother was manifestly at the point of death which
it was hoped would avail to bring her to London and
would enable her enemies to fulfil their purpose.
Stating that the King was very ill, she was entreated
to come to him, as he earnestly desired the comfort
of her presence.</p>
<p>Mary must have been well aware of the risk she
would run in responding to the appeal; and it says
much for her courage and her affection that she did<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_215">215</SPAN></span>
not hesitate to incur it. A fortunate chance, however,
frustrated the designs against her. Starting from
Hunsdon, where the tidings had found her, she
had reached Hoddesden on her way to Greenwich,
when she was met by intelligence that determined
her to go no further. The King was dead; nor
was it difficult to discern in the urgent summons,
sent too late to accomplish its ostensible purpose,
a transparent attempt to induce her to place herself
in the power of her enemies.</p>
<p>Opinions have differed as to the means by which
Northumberland’s scheme was frustrated. Some say
that the news was conveyed to the Princess by the
Earl of Arundel. Sir Nicholas Throckmorton also
claims credit for the warning. According to this
account of the matter, a young brother of his, in
attendance upon Northumberland, had become cognisant
of the intended treachery, and had come
post-haste to report what was a-foot at his father’s
house. A few words spoken by Sir John Gates,
visiting the Duke before he had risen, were all
that had reached the young man’s ears, but those
words had been of startling significance, the state
of affairs being what it was.</p>
<p>“What, sir,” he had heard Gates say, “will you let
the Lady Mary escape, and not secure her person?”</p>
<p>A consultation was hurriedly held at Throckmorton
House, between the father and his three sons. Sir
Nicholas, who had been present at the King’s<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_216">216</SPAN></span>
death, was too well aware of the circumstances to
minimise the importance of his brother’s story, and,
summoning the Princess Mary’s goldsmith, it was
decided to entrust him with the duty of conveying a
caution to his mistress, and stopping her journey.
Sir Nicholas’s metrical version of what followed
may be given.<SPAN name="FNanchor_157" href="#Footnote_157" class="fnanchor">157</SPAN></p>
<div class="poem-container">
<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Mourning, from Greenwich did I straight depart,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">To London, to a house which bore our name.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">My brethren guessèd by my heavie hearte,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The King was dead, and I confess’d the same:<br/></span>
<span class="i4">The hushing of his death I didd unfolde,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Their meaning to proclaime Queene Jane I tolde.<br/></span></div>
<div class="tb">* <span class="in2">* </span><span class="in2">* </span><span class="in2">* </span><span class="in2">*</span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Wherefore from four of us the newes was sent<br/></span>
<span class="i2">How that her brother hee was dead and gone;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">In post her goldsmith then from London went,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">By whom the message was dispatcht anon.<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Shee asked, “If wee knewe it certainlie?”<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Who said, “Sir Nicholas knew it verilie.”<br/></span></div>
</div></div>
<p class="in0">The first stroke hazarded by the conspirators had
resulted in failure. Mary, after some deliberation,
turned her face northwards, and escaped the snare
laid for her by her enemies.</p>
<p>The next object of Northumberland and his friends
was to obtain the concurrence of the City to the
substitution of his daughter-in-law for the rightful
heir. Various as were the views of the best means
of ensuring success, all the Council were agreed
on one point, namely, “that London was the hand
which must reach Jane the crown.”<SPAN name="FNanchor_158" href="#Footnote_158" class="fnanchor">158</SPAN> London was to<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_217">217</SPAN></span>
be made to do it. On July 8 the Lord Mayor, with
six aldermen, six “merchants of the staple, and as
many merchant adventurers,” were summoned to
Greenwich, were there secretly informed of the King’s
death, and of his will by letters patent, “to which
they were sworn and charged to keep it secret.”</p>
<p>All this had been done before Lady Jane was
summoned to Sion House. It was time for the
stage Queen to make her appearance, and at Sion
the facts were made known to her.<SPAN name="FNanchor_159" href="#Footnote_159" class="fnanchor">159</SPAN></p>
<p>Of her reception of the great news accounts vary.
A graphic picture, painted in the first place by
Heylyn, has been copied by divers other historians.
The learned John Nichols, unable to trace it in
any contemporary documents or records, has decided
that it must be classed amongst “those dramatic
scenes in which historical writers formerly considered
themselves justified in indulging.”<SPAN name="FNanchor_160" href="#Footnote_160" class="fnanchor">160</SPAN></p>
<p>He is probably right; yet an early and generally
accepted tradition has a value of its own, and may
be true to the spirit, if not to the letter, of what
actually occurred. Mary herself afterwards told the
envoy of Charles V. that she believed her cousin
to have had no part in the Duke of Northumberland’s<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_218">218</SPAN></span>
enterprise; and, supposing her to have been
ignorant, or only dimly cognisant, of the plot, the
revelation of it may easily have occasioned her a
shock. It has been constantly asserted that, in this
first interview with those who, calling themselves her
subjects, were practically the masters of her fate,
she began by declining to be a party to their scheme;
and if her letter, written at a later date, from the
Tower to Mary, does not wholly confirm the assertion,
it points to an attitude of reluctant assent.
Her mother-in-law had given her hints of what was
intended, but, like the announcement made by
the Duke at Durham House of her approaching
greatness, they were too incredible to be taken
seriously; and the fact that when she was joined
at Sion by the Dukes of Northumberland and
Suffolk they did not at once make the matter
plain, but confined the conversation for a time to
indifferent subjects, seems to indicate a doubt upon
their part of her pliability. There was, nevertheless,
a change in their demeanour and bearing
giving rise in her mind to an uneasy consciousness
of a mystery she had not fathomed; whilst
Huntingdon and Pembroke, who were present,
treated her with even more incomprehensible
reverence, and went so far as to bow the knee.</p>
<p>On the arrival of her mother, together with the
Duchess of Northumberland, the explanation of the
riddle took place. The tidings of the King’s death<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_219">219</SPAN></span>
and of her exaltation was broken to her, together
with the reasons prompting Edward to set aside his
sisters in her favour. The nobles fell upon their
knees, took her formally for their Queen, and
swore—it was shortly to be proved how little the
oath was worth—to shed their blood in defence of
her rights.</p>
<p>“Having heard which things,” pursues Lady Jane
in her apology, “with infinite grief of spirit, I call
to witness those lords who were present that I was
so stunned and stupefied that, overcome by sudden
and unexpected sorrow, they saw me fall to the
ground, weeping very bitterly. And afterwards,
declaring to them my insufficiency, I lamented much
the death of so noble a prince; and at the same
time turned to God, humbly praying and beseeching
Him that, if what was given me was in truth and
legitimately mine, He would grant me grace and
power to govern to His glory and service, and for
the good of this realm.”<SPAN name="FNanchor_161" href="#Footnote_161" class="fnanchor">161</SPAN></p>
<p>There is, as Dr. Lingard points out, nothing unnatural
in this description of what had occurred;
whereas the grandiloquent language attributed to
her by some historians is most unlikely to have
been used at a moment both of grief and
excitement. According to these authorities, not
only did she defend Mary’s right, and denounce<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_220">220</SPAN></span>
those who had conspired against it, but delivered
a lengthy oration upon the fickleness of fortune.
“If she enrich any, it is but to make them the
subject of her sport; if she raise others, it is but
to pleasure herself with their ruins. What she
adored yesterday, to-day is her pastime. And if
I now permit her to adorn and crown me, I must
to-morrow suffer her to crush and tear me to
pieces”—proceeding to cite Katherine of Aragon
and Anne Boleyn as examples of those who had,
to their own undoing, worn a crown. “If you love
me sincerely and in good earnest,” she is made to say,
“you will rather wish me a secure and quiet fortune,
though mean, than an exalted condition exposed
to the wind, and followed by some dismal fall.”</p>
<p>Poor little plaything of the fortune she is represented
as anathematising, the designs of those who
were striving to exalt her were due to nothing
less than a sincere love. Any other puppet
would have answered their purpose equally well,
so that the excuse of royal blood was in her veins.
But Jane, willing or unwilling, was to be made use
of for their ends, and it was vain for her to protest.</p>
<p>On the following day, July 10, the Queen-designate
was brought, following the ancient custom
of Kings on their accession, to the Tower; reaching
it at three o’clock, to be received at the gate by
Northumberland, and formally presented with the
keys in the presence of a great crowd who looked<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_221">221</SPAN></span>
on at the proceedings in sinister silence and gave
no sign of rejoicing or cordiality.</p>
<p>Shortly after, the Marquis of Winchester, in his
capacity of Treasurer, brought the crown jewels,
with the crown itself, “asking me,” wrote Jane,
“to put it on my head, to try whether it fitted me
or not. Who knows well that, with many excuses,
I refused. He not the less insisted that I should
boldly take it, and that another should be made
that my husband might be crowned with me, which
I certainly heard unwillingly, and with infinite grief
and displeasure.”<SPAN name="FNanchor_162" href="#Footnote_162" class="fnanchor">162</SPAN></p>
<p>The idea that young Guilford Dudley, with
no royal blood to make his claim colourable, was
intended to share her dignity appears to have
roused his wife, somewhat strangely, to hot indignation.
She at least was a Tudor on her mother’s
side; but what was Dudley, that he should aspire so
high? Had she loved her boy-husband she might
have taken a different view of his pretensions; but
there is nothing to show that she regarded him with
any special affection, and she was disposed to use
her authority after a fashion neither he nor his
father would tolerate.</p>
<p>At first Guilford, taken by surprise, appeared
inclined to yield the point, and in a conversation
between the two, when Winchester had withdrawn,
he agreed that, were he to be made King, it should<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_222">222</SPAN></span>
be only by Act of Parliament. Thereupon, losing
no time in setting the matter on a right footing,
Jane sent for the Earls of Arundel and Pembroke,
and informed them that, if she were to be Queen,
she would be willing to make her husband Duke;
“but to make him King I would not consent.”</p>
<p>Though Arundel and Pembroke were probably
quite at one with her on the question, that she should
show signs of exercising an independent judgment
was naturally exasperating to those to whom it was
due that she was placed in her present position; and
when the Duchess of Northumberland became
aware of what was going forward she not only
treated Lady Jane, according to her own account,
very ill, but stirred up Guilford to do the like; the
boy, primed by his mother, declaring that he would
in no wise be Duke, but King, and, holding sulkily
aloof from his wife that night, so that she was
compelled, “as a woman, and loving my husband,”
to send the Earls of Arundel and Pembroke to bring
him to her, otherwise he would have left in the
morning, at his mother’s bidding, for Sion. “Thus,”
ends the poor child, “I was in truth deceived by the
Duke and Council, and badly treated by my husband
and his mother.”</p>
<p>The discussion was premature. Boy and girl
were all too soon to learn that it was not to be a
question of crowns for either so much as of heads to
wear them. Whilst the wrangle had been carried<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_223">223</SPAN></span>
on in the Tower, the first step had been taken
towards bringing the disputants to the scaffold.
The death of the King had been made public,
together with the provisions of his will, and Jane
had been proclaimed Queen in two or three parts of
the City.</p>
<p>“The tenth day of the same month,” runs the
entry in the <cite>Grey Friar’s Chronicle</cite>, “after seven
o’clock at night, was made a proclamation in Cheap
by three heralds and one trumpet ... for Jane,
the Duke of Suffolk’s daughter, to be Queen of
England. But few or none said ‘God save her.’”</p>
<p>There was a singular unanimity upon the subject
amongst the citizens of London. It is said that
upon the faces of the heralds forced to proclaim
the new Queen their discontent was visible;<SPAN name="FNanchor_163" href="#Footnote_163" class="fnanchor">163</SPAN> and
a curious French letter sent from London at the
time states, after mentioning the absence of any
acclamation upon the part of the people, that a
moment afterwards they had broken out into
lamentation, clamour, tears, sighs, sadness, and
desolation impossible to describe.</p>
<p>Thus inauspiciously was Lady Jane’s nine days’
reign inaugurated. On a great catafalque in Westminster
Abbey the dead boy-King was lying,
guarded day and night by twelve watchers until
he should be given sepulture. But there was little
leisure to attend to his obsequies on the part of<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_224">224</SPAN></span>
the men who had made him their tool, and had
staked their lives and fortunes upon the success of
their plot. For the present all had gone according
to their hopes. “Through the pious intents of
Edward, the religion of Mary, the ambition of
Northumberland, the simplicity of Suffolk, the
fearfulness of the judges, and the flattery of the
courtiers”—thus Fuller sums up the causes to
which the situation was due—“matters were made
as sure as man’s policy can make that good which
in itself is bad.” It was quickly to be seen to what
that security amounted.</p>
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