There was no design then, such as we have
to-day; but the general purpose was there. I had spoken with man after
man; I had been to France, and seen Mr. Morgan there, Queen Mary's man,
and my lord of Glasgow; and all that I spoke with seemed of one
mind--except my lord of Glasgow, who did not say much to me on the
matter. But all at least were agreed that there would be no peace in
England so long as Elizabeth sat on the throne.
"Well: it was after that that I fell in with Ballard, who was over here
on some other affair; and I found him a man of the same mind as myself;
he was all agog for Mary, and seemed afraid of nothing. Well; nothing
was done for a great while. He wrote to me from France; I wrote back to
him again, telling him the names of some of my friends. I went to see
him in France two or three times; and I saw him here, when you yourself
came over with him. But we did not know whom to trust. Neither had we
any special design. Her Grace of the Scots went hither and thither
under strong guards; and what I had done for her before--"
Robin looked up. He was still quite pale and quite quiet.
"What was that?" he said.
Anthony again made his impatient gesture. He was fiercely excited; but
kept himself under tolerable control.
"Why, I have been her agent for a great while back, getting her letters
through to her, and such like. But last year, when that damned Sir Amyas
Paulet became her gaoler, I could do nothing.
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