"Advantages!" I cried.
"To the country, dear," said Lady Judith gently. "But for four hours she held out. No word was to be wrung from her but 'I could not dream of such a thing!' 'Then, Lady,' said the Lord Count of Edessa, 'you can no longer be our Queen.'"
"And did that sway her?" I cried indignantly.
"Nothing seemed to sway her, till Count Guy rose himself, and, though with faltering lips, earnestly entreated her assent. Then she gave way so far as to promise to consider the question."
That was like Guy. If he thought it for her good, I am sure he would urge it upon her, though it broke his own heart. But for her to give way then——!
"Holy Mother, tell me she will not do it!" I cried.
"She has locked herself up, to think and pray," said Lady Judith. "But it is well to know the worst at once,—I think she will, Helena."
"Holy Mother, you must have gone mad!"
I did not mean to be rude. I was only in too great agony to see any thing but itself. And Lady Judith seemed to understand.
"Who proposed it?" I demanded.