piracies against the life of the Queen, and
the peace of the Kingdom, had been brought to light, and that she was
under secure ward.
Jean Kennedy demanded to be taken to her at once, but Paulett replied,
"That must not be, madam. We have strict commands to keep her secluded
from all."
Marie de Courcelles screamed aloud and wrung her hands, crying, "If ye
have slain her, only tell us quickly!" Sir Andrew Melville gravely
protested against such a barbarous insult to a Queen of Scotland and
France, and was answered, "No queen, sir, but a State criminal, as we
shall presently show."
Here Barbara Curll pressed forward, asking wildly for her husband; and
Wade replying, with brutal brevity, that he was taken to London to be
examined for his practices before the Council, the poor lady, well
knowing that examination often meant torture, fell back in a swoon.
"We shall do nothing with all these women crying and standing about,"
said Wade impatiently; "have them all away, while we put seals on the
effects."
"Nay, sirs," said Jean Kennedy. "Suffer me first to send her Grace
some changes of garments."
"I tell thee, woman," said Wade, "our orders are precise! Not so much
as a kerchief is to be taken from these chambers till search hath been
made. We know what practices may lurk in the smallest rag."
"It is barbarous! It is atrocious! The King of France shall hear of
it," shrieked Marie de Courcelles.
"The King of France has enough to do to take care of himself, my good
lady," returned Wade, with a sneer.
"Sir," said Jean Kennedy, with more dignity, turning to Sir Amias
Paulett, "I cannot believe that it can be by the orders of the Queen of
England, herself a woman, that my mistress, her cousin, should be
deprived of all attendance, and even of a change of linen. Such
unseemly commands can never have been issued from herself."
"She is not without attendance," replied the knight, "the little Talbot
wench is with her, and for the rest, Sir Walter and Lady Ashton have
orders to supply her needs during her stay among them. She is treated
with all honour, and is lodged in the best chambers," he added,
consolingly.
"We must dally no longer," called out Wade. "Have away all this throng
into ward, Sir Amias. We can do nothing with them here."
There was no help for it. Sir Andrew Melville did indeed pause to
enter his protest, but that, of course, went for nothing with the
Commissioners, and Humfrey was o
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