"You've spoken well, Rozel, and you shall speak by the book to the end, if you will save your friends.

What concern is it of yours whether Michel de la Foret live or die ?" "It is a concern of one whom I've sworn to befriend, and that is my concern, your ineffable Majesty." "Who is the friend ?" "Mademoiselle Aubert." "The betrothed of this Michel de la Foret ?" "Even so, your exalted Majesty.

But I made sure De la Foret was dead when I asked her to be my wife." "Lord, Lord, Lord, hear this vast infant, this hulking baby of a Seigneur, this primeval innocence! Listen to him, cousin," said the Queen, turning again to the Duke's Daughter.

"Was ever the like of it in any kingdom of this earth?
He chooses a penniless exile--he, a butler to the Queen, with three dove-cotes and the perquage--and a Huguenot withal.

He is refused; then comes the absent lover over sea, to shipwreck; and our Seigneur rescues him, 'fends him; and when yon master exile is in peril, defies his Queen's commands"-- she tapped the papers lying beside her on the table--"then comes to England with the lady to plead the case before his outraged sovereign, with an outlawed buccaneer for comrade and lieutenant.