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CHAPTER SEVEN

excitedly, the chatter broke out, uncrushed by the orders for silence being given by the officers continuously long after every man was back at his duties.
Only Lizbeth did not move. She remained where she had stood listening to Rodney and only after a long time did she realize that her hands were clenched tightly together so that her fingers were bloodless, and her cheeks were burning with the same excitement that was making her heart beat almost painfully beneath her breast.
It was a new Rodney she had heard speaking, a man inspired, a man whose voice had been a thrill when he spoke of what he had seen and what he had felt. It was the first time that Lizbeth had encountered the veneration and adoration that the Queen commanded amongst the men who served her and amongst all those, indeed, with whom she came in contact.
The mere mention of her name conjured up many strange and varied memories of her past-the girl whose childhood had been so helpless, her mother humiliated and executed; the shadow of the scaffold lying dark and menacing over her own obscure yet closely watched existence. Alternately caressed and neglected, she was the heir to the Throne of England at one moment and a bastard outcast the next.
London was crowded with gibbets, Smithfield's pyres were burning, but Elizabeth had survived these perils by a miracle of discretion, brilliance and courage.
Lizbeth had all her life heard talk of how those at Court were inspired by Gloriana as they had named the Queen; how Hawkins, Drake, Raleigh and a hundred others had wanted only to lay the spoils of their voyages at the feet of her whom they served. She had listened to a thousand stories of the devotion of the Queen's statesmen ; and she had known, for all England speculated on it, of the affection that existed between the Queen and the Earl of Leicester. There had been chatter about stately Hatton and handsome Heneage de Vere, the dashing king of the tiltyard, and young Blount who blushed when the eye of Her Majesty was fixed upon him. There was the Earl of Essex now, tall, handsome and irresponsible, to give the gossips something to whisper about.
And yet no one, however spiteful, however malicious,

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