This gave them leisure for reflection; and Janet now, for the first time, ventured to ask her lady which way she proposed to direct her flight.

Receiving no immediate answer--for, perhaps, in the confusion of her mind this very obvious subject of deliberation had not occurred to the Countess---Janet ventured to add, "Probably to your father's house, where you are sure of safety and protection ?" "No, Janet," said the lady mournfully; "I left Lidcote Hall while my heart was light and my name was honourable, and I will not return thither till my lord's permission and public acknowledgment of our marriage restore me to my native home with all the rank and honour which he has bestowed on me." "And whither will you, then, madam ?" said Janet.
"To Kenilworth, girl," said the Countess, boldly and freely.

"I will see these revels--these princely revels--the preparation for which makes the land ring from side to side.

Methinks, when the Queen of England feasts within my husband's halls, the Countess of Leicester should be no unbeseeming guest." "I pray God you may be a welcome one!" said Janet hastily.
"You abuse my situation, Janet," said the Countess, angrily, "and you forget your own." "I do neither, dearest madam," said the sorrowful maiden; "but have you forgotten that the noble Earl has given such strict charges to keep your marriage secret, that he may preserve his court-favour?
and can you think that your sudden appearance at his castle, at such a juncture, and in such a presence, will be acceptable to him ?" "Thou thinkest I would disgrace him," said the Countess; "nay, let go my arm, I can walk without aid and work without counsel." "Be not angry with me, lady," said Janet meekly, "and let me still support you; the road is rough, and you are little accustomed to walk in darkness." "If you deem me not so mean as may disgrace my husband," said the Countess, in the same resentful tone, "you suppose my Lord of Leicester capable of abetting, perhaps of giving aim and authority to, the base proceedings of your father and Varney, whose errand I will do to the good Earl." "For God's sake, madam, spare my father in your report," said Janet; "let my services, however poor, be some atonement for his errors!" "I were most unjust, dearest Janet, were it otherwise," said the Countess, resuming at once the fondness and confidence of her manner towards her faithful attendant, "No, Janet, not a word of mine shall do your father prejudice.

But thou seest, my love, I have no desire but to throw my self on my husband's protection.