ire de
Givry, commander of the Burgundians dedicated to Yolande's service,
were summoned and had a long conference with Charles.

Yolande was, apparently, more communicative to the Milanese Appiano
than to Charles, but he saw that she was not frank with him. "She must
throw herself on the protection of France or of Milan," he wrote to
his master.[20] She was, however, clear in her own mind that she would
not accept Sforza's protection any more than that of Charles. She
absolutely refused to identify her fortunes with the latter. She was
determined to go to Geneva, but no farther. The duke remained at Gex
until the 27th, and renewed his arguments to persuade her to cross
the Jura with him. She was firm in adhering to her own plan. The
two parties set out from the castle together, their roads lying in
opposite directions, but Charles escorted his hostess about half-way
to Geneva, riding beside her carriage, and continuing his persuasions
in a low voice. At last he drew up his rein, gave her a farewell kiss,
and rode off. He was much displeased at her determination, and he
speedily resolved upon other methods of making sure of her fidelity to
him. La Marche thus relates the story:[21]

"After the duke had been discomfited the second time by the Swiss
before Morat, believing that he could do the thing secretly, he
made a plan to kidnap Mme. of Savoy and her children and take them
to Burgundy, and he ordered me, I being at Geneva, on my head to
capture Mme. of Savoy and her children and bring them to him. In
order to obey my prince and master I did his behest quite against
my heart, and I took madame and her children near the gate of
Geneva. But the Duke of Savoy was stolen away from me (for it was
two o'clock in the night) by the means of some of our own company
who were subjects of the Duke of Savoy, and, assuredly, they did
no more than their duty. What I did was simply to save my life,
for the duke, my master, was the kind that insisted on having his
will done under penalty of losing one's head. So I took my way,
and carried Mme. of Savoy behind me, and her two daughters
followed and two or three of her maids, and we took the road over
the mountain to reach St. Claude. I was well assured of the second
son, and had him carried by a gentleman. I thought I was assured
of the Duke of Savoy, but he was stolen from me as I said. As
soon as we were at