Thomas Cranmer began a hesitating speech. In the pause after the words the King himself hesitated, as if he poised between a heavy rage and a sardonic humour. He deemed, however, that the humour could the more terrify the Archbishop--and, indeed, he was so much upon the joyous side in those summer days that he had forgotten how to browbeat. 'Our holy father,' he corrected the Archbishop. 'Or I will say my holy father, since thou art a heretic----'…
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