"Say I well, Dame, in supposing you true of heart to the old King, as Dame Alice de Lethegreve's daughter should be?" "You do so, in good sooth," I made answer. "So I reckoned," quoth he. "Verily, an' I had doubted it, I had held my peace. But now to business:--Dame, will you help me?" I could not choose but laugh to hear him talk of business. "That is well," saith he. "Laugh, I pray you; then shall man think we do but discourse of light matter. But what say you to my question?" "Why, I will help you with a very good will," said I, "if you go about a good matter, and if I am able, and if mine husband forbid me not." "Any more ifs?" quoth he--that I reckon wished to make me to laugh, the which I did. "Not at this present," made I answer. "Then hearken me," saith he. "Can you do a deed in the dark, unwitting of the cause--knowing only that it is for the King's honour and true good, and that they which ask it be true men?" I meditated a moment. Then said I,--"Ay; I can so." "Will you pass your word," saith he, "to the endeavouring yourself to keep eye on the Queen and my Lord of March this even betwixt four and five o' the clock? Will you look from time to time on Sir John de Molynes, and if you hear either of them speak any thing as though they should go speak with the King, will you rub your left eye when Sir John shall look on you? But be you ware you do it not elsewise." "What, not though it itch?" said I, yet laughing. "Not though it itch to drive you distraught." "Well!" said I, "'tis but for a hour. But what means it, I pray you?" "It means," saith he, "that if the King's good is to be sought, and his honour to be saved, you be she that must help to do it." Then all suddenly it came on me, like to a levenand [lightning] flash, what it was that Sir William and his fellows went about to do. I looked full into his eyes. And if ever I saw truth, honour, and valour writ in man's eyes, I read them there. "I see what you purpose," said I. "You be marvellous woman an' you do," answered he. "Judge you. You have chosen that hour to speak with the King, and to endeavour the opening of his eyes. For Queen Isabel or my Lord of March to enter should spoil your game. Sir John de Molynes is he that shall give you notice if such be like to befall, and I am to signify the same to him." Right at that minute I had to take a volt [jump], and turn to the right round Sir John Neville. When I returned back to my partner, saith he, so that Sir John could hear-- "Dame Cicely, you vault marvellous well!" "That was not so ill as might have been, I reckon," quoth I. "Truly, nay," he made answer: "it was right well done." I knew he meant to signify that I had guessed soothly. "Will you try it yet again?" saith he. "That will I," I said: and I saw we were at one thereon. "Good," saith he. "I reckoned, if any failed me at this pinch, it should not be Dame Alice's daughter."