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
At the name of Hermitage the Queen lowered her eyes for an instant, and
looked somewhat confused ere she continued--
‘In that stronghold you will find the Earl of Bothwell, who has
returned with no leave of mine from his well-merited banishment in
France; nevertheless, “a Queen’s face should show grace,” and we women
forgive more readily than you of the sterner sex. You will summon him
to appear before his Sovereign in Holyrood, so shall he receive pardon
for his errors. Or stay! this were an ungracious behest to so tried a
servant for one venial offence; you shall bear him Mary Stuart’s full
and free forgiveness, and bid him, as he loves his Queen, bid him on
his loyalty and allegiance, that he speed with all his heart and all
his strength the object of your journey.’
‘And that object, madam?’ inquired Maxwell, observing that Mary paused,
blushing rosy red and averting her eyes from his face.
‘Is my coming marriage,’ proceeded the Queen, hastily, whilst Lady
Argyle and Mistress Seton interchanged an arch glance and smile.
‘An alliance that I take heaven to witness, I contemplate more for
the welfare of my people than for any foolish longings of my own
weak heart. Henry Stuart is of royal blood, no unworthy mate for the
proudest princess in Europe. Lord Darnley is a comely, gentle, and
well-nurtured youth, of whose affection any lady in the land might
well be proud. You will explain this to Bothwell; you will teach him
that Mary has made no unworthy choice; you will tell him that she has
confided in him, her old and tried servant, because she can depend upon
him more securely than on any other lord in Scotland.’
‘Would it not be well, madam, to write the earl a few lines with your
own hand apprising him of your intentions?’ hazarded Maxwell, who was
sufficiently a man of the world to appreciate the delicacy of his
mission; and who, in good truth, was sufficiently familiar with the
temper of his powerful kinsman to relish not the least the delivery of
the message with which he was charged.
Mary, however, would not entertain such a proposition for a moment,
and hurried on with far more of agitation than the occasion seemed to
warrant.
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