There were fine words and adjurations--are you so religious, then ?" she asked brusquely.
"I am a Huguenot, your noble Majesty," answered the girl, as though that answered all.
"How is it, then, you are betrothed to a roistering soldier ?" asked the Queen.
"Some must pray for Christ's sake, and some must fight, your most christian Majesty," answered the girl.

"Some must do both," rejoined the Queen, in a kinder voice, for the pure spirit of the girl worked upon her.

"I am told that Monsieur de la Foret fights fairly.

If he can pray as well, methinks he shall have safety in our kingdom, and ye shall all have peace.

On Trinity Sunday you shall preach in my chapel, Monsieur de la Foret, and thereafter you shall know your fate." She rose.