"Do nothing rashly, my dear liege," said Suffolk; "nothing that may bring with it after-repentance.

"You wrong me, my dear liege," cried Wolsey abjectly.

"No, my dear liege, not a hundredth part of what my heart prompts me to utter," replied Catherine.

"Wherefore, my dear liege?" said Suffolk.

"Excellent friends, my dear liege," replied Anne; "but I shall never be your queen while Wolsey holds his place."