"Mind it? Yes, and shall while my life lasts!"
"My Lady, his Lordship had ere that been tarrying with the Queen at Harfleur, and he was pleased to require of me a letter to my sister the which should serve him as a passport to your Ladyship's presence."
"He came hither by thy means, Frideswide?"
"Mine and hers, my Lady."
"Which of you knows him better?"
"Methinks, I, by much, Madam."
"Frideswide, art thou willing to be his true friend and mine?"
"Trust me, my Lady."
"Which Rose dost thou wear?"
A delicate question to answer, when the questioner was a daughter of the House of York! But Frideswide Marston never hesitated.