... You understand?"
Robin nodded, passing his sleeve over his eyes. The woman touched the
Queen's shoulder to rouse her, and Mr. Bourgoign opened the door.
VI
"And now, sir," said Mr. Bourgoign, as the two passed out from the house
half an hour later, "I have one more word to say to you. Listen
carefully, if you please, for there is not much time."
He glanced behind him, but the tall figure was gone from the door; there
remained only the two pikemen that kept ward over the great house on the
steps.
"Come this way," said the physician, and led the priest through into the
little walled garden on the south. "He will think we are finishing our
consultation."
* * * * *
"I cannot tell you," he said presently, "all that I think of your
courage and your wit. You made a told stroke when you told him you would
begone again, unless you could see her Grace alone, and again when you
said you had come to Chartley because she was here. And you may go
again now, knowing you have comforted a woman in her greatest need. They
sent her chaplain from her when she left here for Tixall in July, and
she has not had him again yet. She is watched at every point. They have
taken all her papers from her, and have seduced M. Nau, I fear. Did you
hear anything of him in town?"
"No," said the priest. "I know nothing of him."
"He is a Frenchman, and hath been with her Grace more than ten years. He
hath written her letters for her, and been privy to all her counsels.
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