Among the footmen, whose livery your Majesty is wearing, no one will recognise you." "My God! my God!" the queen murmured, leaning against the wall.
"Courage, madam," said Mary Seyton in a low voice, "or we are lost." "You are right," returned the queen; "let us go".

And they started again still led by their guide.
At the foot of the stair he stopped, and giving the queen a stone pitcher full of wine-- "Set this jug on your right shoulder, madam," said he; "it will hide your face from the guests, and your Majesty will give rise to less suspicion if carrying something.

You, Miss Mary, give me that casket, and put on your head this basket of bread.

Now, that's right: do you feel you have strength ?" "Yes," said the queen.
"Yes," said Mary Seyton.
"Then follow me." The child went on his way, and after a few steps the fugitives found themselves in a kind of antechamber to the great hall, from which proceeded noise and light.

Several servants were occupied there with different duties; not one paid attention to them, and that a little reassured the queen.