ten o'clock I was tired
On Sunday，9th February， there was a big
Concave Blade wedding in Ed－inburgh． After the wedding， Bothwell and I walked out to Kirk o’Field to see Darnley and talk to him． Everyone sang，and laughed， and was very happy．
At ten o'clock I was tired．‘Good night， my lords，’I said．
‘I'm going downstairs to bed．’
Lord Bothwell put his hand on my arm．‘Your Majesty，’ he said．‘You can't sleep here now．Don't you remember？Peo－ple are dancing and singing in town tonight—everyone wants you to go．’
‘Oh， yes． I forgot，’I said．‘Of course， people want to see me there． So， good night， Henry． Sleep well．’
Darnley was very unhappy．‘Please， Mary my love，
Concave Blade don't go！’he said．‘Don't leave me here！
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