“O sir, I fear that what she would most desire is to bestow me abroad with some of her kindred of Lorraine.  But I mean to strive hard against it, and pray her earnestly.  And, father, I have one great purpose.  She saith that these cruel statesmen, who are all below in this castle, have hindered Queen Elizabeth from ever truly hearing and knowing all, and from speaking with her as woman to woman.  Father, I will go to London, I will make my way to the Queen, and when she hears who I am—­of her own blood and kindred—­she must listen to me; and I will tell her what my mother Queen really is, and how cruelly she has been played upon, and entreat of her to see her face to face and talk with her, and judge whether she can have done all she is accused of.”

“Thou art a brave maiden, Cis,” exclaimed Humfrey with deep feeling.

“Will you take me, sir?” said Cicely, looking up to Master Richard.

“Child, I cannot say at once.  It is a perilous purpose, and requires much to be thought over.”

“But you will aid me?” she said earnestly.

“If it be thy duty, woe be to me if I gainsay thee,” said Richard; “but there is no need to decide as yet.  We must await the issue of this trial, if the trial ever take place.”

“Will Cavendish saith,” put in Humfrey, “that a trial there will be of some sort, whether the Lady consent to plead or not.”

“Until that is ended we can do nothing,” said his father.  “Meantime, Cicely child, we shall be here at hand, and be sure that I will not be slack to aid thee in what may be thy duty as a daughter.  So rest thee in that, my wench, and pray that we may be led to know the right.”

And Richard spoke as a man of high moral courage in making this promise, well knowing that it might involve himself in great danger.  The worst that could befall Cicely might be imprisonment, and a life of constraint, jealously watched; but his own long concealment of her birth might easily be construed into treason, and the horrible consequences of such an accusation were only too fresh in his memory.  Yet, as he said afterwards to his son, “There was no forbidding the maiden to do her utmost for her own mother, neither was there any letting her run the risk alone.”

To which Humfrey heartily responded.

“The Queen may forbid her, or the purpose may pass away,” added Richard, “or it may be clearly useless and impossible to make the attempt; but I cannot as a Christian man strive to dissuade her from doing what she can.  And as thou saidst, Humfrey, she is changed.  She hath borne her modestly and discreetly, ay and truly, through all.  The childishness is gone out of her, and I mark no lightness of purpose in her.”

On that afternoon Queen Mary announced that she had yielded to Hatton’s representations so far as to consent to appear before the Commissioners, provided her protest against the proceedings were put on record.