Tell me one thing.

This lover of yours is brave, is he not ?" "Very brave," answered Margaret, smiling.
"And he can ride a horse and hold a lance, can he not, at any rate in your quarrel ?" "Aye, your Majesty, and wield a sword too, as well as most knights, though he has been but lately sick.

Some learned that on Bosworth Field." "Good.

Now farewell," and she gave Margaret her hand to kiss.

Then, calling two of her officers, she bade them conduct her back to the prison, and say that she should have liberty to send messages or to write to her, the queen, if she should so desire.
On the night of that same day Morella galloped into Seville.