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Portrait of H. C. Bailey H. C. Bailey The Lonely Queen — III. A Game of Bowls (1910)

If Northumberland worked his will and his son Lord Guilford were firm on the throne with Lady Jane, she might as well seek comfort in death. For which she had no mind at all.
But how could she fight for herself? There were friends who would risk something for her, who would fight, perhaps, to save her from Northumberland. But she wanted more than safety. Would they fight to win her the crown? The cautious mind, strong as her ambition or her passionate will, cried a loud warning. She had no right to the crown yet. For every claim that she had, Mary's claim was stronger.
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Portrait of H. C. Bailey H. C. Bailey The Lonely Queen — III. A Game of Bowls (1910)

But the more the grand vistas of it thrilled her, the more wildly ambition worked in her, the more imperiously her mind commanded caution. Once, indeed, reckless with passion for a man, she had staked all on a desperate throw. But there was no more passion to blind her, and her mind would allow her no dazzling delusions. Doubtless she had a strong army about her. But what had Mary? She, too, commanded powerful friends and many, and neither Mary nor her Catholics would suffer the child of Anne Boleyn to usurp the throne without a struggle. If she fought and lost, she was lost indeed.
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Portrait of H. C. Bailey H. C. Bailey The Lonely Queen — III. A Game of Bowls (1910)

Here's that old rogue Northumberland waiting to snatch the crown. And you be a-thinking. Well, we'm a-thinking, too, we men in the west. And we do think, if your brother, King Henry's son, be dead, there's none so fit as you to put on the crown, which we will not have it go to old Northumberland, that is no better born than my cook boy, and hath ever starved the fleet. Why, you be a maid with hot blood in you, and as high in your tempers as King Harry's self.
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