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Sense of crisis was on him.
On Michel de la Foret entering the presence the Queen's attention hadbecome riveted. She felt in him a spirit of mastery, yet of unselfishpurpose. Here was one, she thought, who might well be in her household,or leading a regiment of her troops. The clear fresh face, curling hair,direct look, quiet energy, and air of nobility--this sort of man couldonly be begotten of a great cause; he were not possible in idle orprosperous times.
Elizabeth looked him up and down, then affected surprise. "Monsieur de laForet," she said, "I do not recognise you in this attire"--glancingtowards his dress.
De la Foret bowed, and Elizabeth continued, looking at a paper in herhand: "You landed on our shores of Jersey in the robes of a priest ofFrance. The passport for a priest of France was found upon your personwhen our officers in Jersey made search of you. Which is yourself--Michelde la Foret, soldier, or a priest of France?"
De la Foret forced sex stories gravely that he was a soldier, and that the priestlydress had been but a disguise.
"In which papist attire, methinks, Michel de la Foret, soldier andHuguenot, must have been ill at ease--the eagle with the vulture's wing.What say you, Monsieur?"
"That vulture's wing hath carried me to a safe dove-cote, your graciousMajesty," he answered, with a low obeisance.
"I'm none s.
O sure of that, Monsieur," was Elizabeth's answer, and sheglanced quizzically at Leicester, who made a gesture of annoyance. "Ourcousin France makes you to us a dark intriguer and conspirator, adangerous weed in our good garden of England, a 'troublous, treacherousviolence'--such are you called, Monsieur."
"I am in your high Majesty's power," he answered, "to do with me as itseemeth best. If your Majesty wills it that I be returned to France, Ipray you set me upon its coast as I came from it, a fugitive. Thence willI try to find my way to the army and the poor stricken people of whom Iwas. I pray for that only, and not to be given forced sex stories the red hand of theMedici."
"Red hand--by my faith, but you are bold, Monsieur!"
Leicester tapped his foot upon the floor impatiently, then caught theQueen's eye, and gave her a meaning look.
De la Foret saw the look and knew his enemy, but he did not quail. "Boldonly by your high Majesty's faith, indeed," he answered the Queen, withharmless guile.
Elizabeth smiled. She loved such flattering speech.
From a strong man. Ittouched a chord in her deeper than that under Leicester's finger.Leicester's impatience only made her more self-willed on the instant.
"You forced sex stories with the trumpet note, Monsieur," she said to De la Foret. "Wewill prove you. You shall have a company in my Lord Leicester's armyhere, and we will send you upon some service worthy of your fame."
"I crave your Majesty's pardon, but I cannot forced sex stories it," was De la Foret'sinstant reply. "I have sworn that I will lift my sword in one cause only,and to that I must stand. And more--the widow of my dead chief, Gabrielde Montgomery, is set down in this land unsheltered and alone. I havesworn to one who loves her, and for my dead chief's sake, that I willserve her and be near her until better days be come and she may return inquietness to France. In exile we few stricken folk must stand together,your august Majesty."
Elizabeth's eye flashed up. She was impatient of refusal of her favou.
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