'Why, all the world forgets,' he said. 'Save only I,' she answered. 'I had only one parent--a mother. She is dead: she was done to death.' 'I have pardoned your cousin that he plotted against me,' he stuck to his tale, 'and he me what I did against your mother.' 'Well, he was ever a popinjay,' the Lady Mary said. 'Lately,' Henry continued, 'as ye wiz he had grown very thick with Francis of France. He went across the French country into the Netherlands, so strict was their alliance. It is more than I would do to trust myself to France's word. All Holland marvelled.' 'What is this to me?' the Lady Mary said. 'Will you send me across France to the Netherlands?' He left her gibe alone. 'But in these latter months,' he said, 'Kat and I ha' weakened with true messages and loyal conceits this unholy alliance.' 'Why, I ha' heard,' Mary said, 'ye did send the Duke of Norfolk to tell the King o' France that my cousin had said in private that he was the greater King of the twain. These be princely princes!' 'An unholy alliance it was,' Henry went on his way, 'for the Emperor is a very good Christian and a loyal son of the Church. But Francis worships the devil--I have heard it said and I believe it--or, at least, he believes not in God and our Saviour; and he pays allegiance to the Church only when it serves his turn, now holding on, now letting go. I am glad this alliance is dissolving.' 'Why, I am glad to hear you speak like this,' Mary said bitterly. 'You are a goodly son to Mother Church.' The King took her scorn with a shrug of the shoulders. 'I am glad this alliance is dissolved or dissolving,' he said, 'for when it is fully dissolved I will make my peace with Rome. And I long for that day, for I am weary of errors.' 'Well, this is a very goodly tale,' Mary said. 'I am glad you are minded to escape hell-flame. What is it all to me?' 'The burden of it rests with thee,' he answered, 'for thou alone canst make thy cousin believe in my true mind.' 'God help me,' Mary said. 'See you, Moll,' the King broke in on her eagerly, 'if you will marry the Infant of Spain----' 'God's sakes,' she said lightly, 'my cousin's son will wed no bastard as I be.' He brushed her jest aside with one hand. 'See you,' he said, 'now I ride to the north to meet the King o' Scots. That nephew of mine has always been too thick with Francis. But I will be so friendly with him. And see you, with the Scots cut away and the Emperor unloyal, the teeth of Francis are drawn. I might not send my letter to the Pope with all Christendom arrayed together against me. But when they are set by the ears I am strong enow.' 'Oh, good!' the Lady Mary said. 'Strong enow to be humble!' Her eyes sparkled so much and her bosom so heaved, that Katharine moved solicitously and swiftly to come between them.