The Queen's Maries: A Romance of HolyroodWhyte-Melville, G. J. (George John)
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The Queen's Maries: A Romance of Holyrood
Whyte-Melville, G. J. (George John)
Mary, Queen of Scots, 1542-1587 -- Fiction
‘Your Grace has addressed me frankly, and as frankly I reply to you.
If by holding up my finger I could retain for the Church of Rome any
one of the privileges that are daily and hourly slipping from her
grasp, if by so doing I could relieve her from one of the least of the
indignities or calamities which are surely gathering round her head
from the four quarters of heaven, see, madam, as I ride here a living
man before you, I would keep it clenched down by force till the nail
grew through the palm of my hand! I am a soldier, I will not desert my
banner; I am an heir, I will not alienate my birthright; I am an honest
man, I will do my duty at all hazards, in the face of every prince in
Europe.’
He looked sublime while he spoke; the weak, ungainly figure reared
itself in the saddle with all the pride of a Colossus, and never a
belted earl could have borne a nobler front in coronet and ermine
than did that minister of the Church in the fearless integrity of his
purpose. Mary grew pale with anger and disappointment; nevertheless
she had long since learned the painful lesson of self-control, and she
forced herself to speak calmly, while her very blood was boiling within.
‘Would ye refuse to others the liberty of worship ye exact for
yourselves? Would ye persecute men who differ from you only in their
mode of worship, more ruthlessly than the pagan emperors persecuted
those early Christians who were our teachers as well as yours? Bethink
ye, Master Knox, this is a world of change. The old faith hath many
staunch supporters still. Men’s minds may alter as they have altered
ere now, and those who are all-powerful to-day may find themselves
petitioners for mercy to-morrow. Is it well to exasperate beyond
endurance those who may in their turn come to have the upper hand?’
The implied threat was injudicious and ill-timed; she would have done
better, knowing with whom she had to deal, either to have given vent
to her indignation and defied him outright, or to have repressed it
altogether; but she was only a woman after all, and womanlike, could
not entirely separate the two sensations of anger and fear, so she
adopted those half-measures to which her sex is fain to have recourse
in a difficulty, and roused his spirit while she tried to work upon his
apprehensions.
‘I defy the Romish Antichrist as I defy the principle of evil itself,’
replied Knox, with kindling eyes and excited gestures. ‘Am I watchman
set upon a hill, and shall I leave my post because the enemy is at
hand? Am I a shepherd in the wilderness, and shall I abandon my flock
because the storm is gathering on the horizon? No, madam, once again I
tell you that if you count on my allegiance in this matter, I renounce
it; if you depend on my loyalty, I am a rebel!’
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