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"It is true it is most wonderful-but it is no more than our lord the king likewise can do." This remark, and this reference to himself, as still the king, saddened Tom Canty, and he felt his hopes crumbling from under him.
"These are not proofs," added the Protector.
The tide was turning very fast now, very fast, indeed-but in the wrong direction; it was leaving poor Tom Canty stranded on the throne, and sweeping the other out to sea. The Lord Protector communed with himself-shook his head-the thought forced itself upon him, "It is perilous to the state and to us all, to entertain so fateful a riddle as this; it could divide the nation and undermine the throne." He turned and said,
"Sir Thomas, arrest this-No, hold!" His face lighted, and he confronted the ragged candidate with this question:
"Where lieth the Great Seal? Answer me this truly, and the riddle is unriddled; for only he that was Prince of Wales can so answer! On so trivial a thing hang a throne and a dynasty
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