No; there was only

    anottier room, , the one he

    left.  th a many-figured green arras

    of needle-ry representing a , the work of some

    Flemisists s

    composition.  It he chamber of JEAN LE FOU, as he

    mad King w

    en tried in o mount the huge rearing

    o drag doag on w hounds were

    leaping, sounding ing abbing

    t he council-room, and on

    tre table folios of ters,

    stamped ulips of Spain, and he arms and

    emblems of the house of hapsburg.

    ttle Dwarf looked in wonder all round him, and was half-

    afraid to go on.  trange silent  galloped so

    sly t making any noise, seemed to

    errible poms of whe charcoal-

    burners speaking - t only at night, and if

    t a man, turn o a  he

    t of tty Infanta, and took courage.  ed to find

    o tell  oo loved her.  Perhaps she was

    in the room beyond.

    Mooriss, and opened the door.  No!

    S e empty.

    It ion of foreign

    ambassadors, en,

    consented to give the same room in which,

    many years before, envoys o make

    arrangements for the

    Cat son.  the

    Cordovan leat chandelier

    s he black

    and  canopy of gold cloth, on

    ile were broidered in seed

    pearls, stood tself, covered h a rich pall of black

    velvet studded ulips and elaborately fringed h

    silver and pearls.  On tep of the

    kneeling-stool of ta, s cush of silver

    tissue,