noon
For the first time since the Bastard 's visit he had joined in the diversions in its honour ; and yet so well had Montagu played his part at the court that he did not excite amongst the queen 's relatives any of the hostile feelings entertained towards his brother . No man , except Hastings , was so `` entirely loved '' by Edward ; and Montagu , worldly as he was , and indignant against the king as he could not fail to be , so far repaid the affection , that his chief fear at that moment sincerely was not for Warwick but Edward . He alone of those present was aware of the cause of Warwick 's hasty return , for he had privately despatched to him the news of the Bastard 's visit , its real object , and the inevitable success of the intrigues afloat , unless the earl could return at once , his mission accomplished , and the ambassadors of France in his train ; and even before the courier despatched to the king had arrived at Shene , a private hand had conveyed to Montagu the information that Warwick , justly roused and alarmed , had left the state procession behind at Dover , and was hurrying , fast as relays of steeds and his own fiery spirit could bear him , to the presence of the ungrateful king . Meanwhile the noon had now declined , the sport relaxed , and the sound of the trumpet from the king 's pavilion proclaimed that the lazy pastime was to give place to the luxurious banquet . At this moment , Montagu approached a tent remote from the royal pavilions , and , as his noiseless footstep crushed the grass , he heard the sound of voices in which there was little in unison with the worldly thoughts that filled his breast . `` Nay , sweet mistress , nay , '' said a young man 's voice , earnest with emotion , `` do not misthink me , do not deem me bold and overweening . I have sought to smother my love , and to rate it , and bring pride to my aid , but in vain ; and , now , whether you will scorn my suit or not , I remember , Sibyll -- O Sibyll !