Mary Stuart eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 262 pages of information about Mary Stuart.

Mary Stuart eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 262 pages of information about Mary Stuart.

The queen believed herself mistaken:  she did not dare to hope what this announced.  She withdrew the lamp; then, at the end of a quarter of an hour, showed it again:  her unknown correspondent understood. with his usual intelligence that a fresh trial was required of him, and the light in the little house disappeared in its turn.  Mary again questioned the pulsations of her heart, and, fast as it leaped, before the twelfth beat the propitious star was shining on the horizon:  there was no longer any doubt; everything was settled.

Mary could not sleep all night:  this persistency of her partisans inspired her with gratitude to the point of tears.  The day came, and the queen several times questioned her companion to assure herself that it was not all a dream; at every sound it seemed to her that the scheme on which her liberty hung was discovered, and when, at breakfast and at dinner time, William Douglas entered as usual, she hardly dared look at him, for fear of reading on his face the announcement that all was lost.

In the evening the queen again questioned the light:  it made the same answer; nothing had altered; the beacon was always one of hope.

For four days it thus continued to indicate that the moment of escape was at hand; on the evening of the fifth, before the queen had counted five beats, the light reappeared:  the queen leaned upon Mary Seyton; she was nearly fainting, between dread and ’delight.  Her escape was fixed for the next evening.

The queen tried once more, and obtained the same reply:  there was no longer a doubt; everything was ready except the prisoner’s courage, for it failed her for a moment, and if Mary Seyton had not drawn up a seat in time, she would have fallen prone; but, the first moment over, she collected herself as usual, and was stronger and more resolute than ever.

Till midnight the queen remained at the window, her eyes fixed on that star of good omen:  at last Mary Seyton persuaded her to go to bed, offering, if she had no wish to sleep, to read her some verses by M. Ronsard, or some chapters from the Mer des Histoires; but Mary had no desire now for any profane reading, and had her Hours read, making the responses as she would have done if she had been present at a mass said by a Catholic priest:  towards dawn, however, she grew drowsy, and as Mary Seyton, for her part, was dropping with fatigue, she fell asleep directly in the arm-chair at the head of the queen’s bed.

Next day she awoke, feeling that someone was tapping her on the shoulder:  it was the queen, who had already arisen.

“Come and see, darling,” said she,—­“come and see the fine day that God is giving us.  Oh! how alive is Nature!  How happy I shall be to be once more free among those plains and mountains!  Decidedly, Heaven is on our side.”

“Madam,” replied Mary, “I would rather see the weather less fine:  it would promise us a darker night; and consider, what we need is darkness, not light.”

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