As you may imagine, my grandchildren, I cried out in horror at the idea that if M. Darpent were capable of such presumption, my sister, a descendant of the Ribaumonts, could stoop for a moment to favour a mere bourgeois; but Eustace, Englishman as he was, laughed at my indignation, and said Annora was more of the Ribmont than the de Ribaumont, and that he would not be accessory either to the breaking of hearts or to letting her become rebellious, and so that he should put temptation out of her way.  I knew far too well what was becoming to allow myself to suppose for a moment that Eustace thought an inclination between the two already could exist.  I forgot how things had been broken up in England.

As to Annora, she thought Eustace’s right place was with the Prince, and she would not stretch out a finger to hold him back, only she longed earnestly that he would take us with him.  Could he not persuade our mother that France was becoming dangerous, and that she would be safe in Holland?  But of course he only laughed at that; and we all saw that unless the Queen of England chose to follow her sons, there was no chance of my mother leaving the Court.

‘No, my sister,’ said Eustace tenderly, ’there is nothing for you to do but to endure patiently.  It is very hard for you to be both firm and resolute, and at the same time dutiful; but it is a noble part in its very difficulty, and my Nan will seek strength for it.’

Then the girl pressed up to him, and told him that one thing he must promise her, namely, that he would prevent my mother from disposing of her hand without his consent.

‘As long as you are here I am safe,’ said she; ’but when you are gone I do not know what she may attempt.  And here is this Solivet son of hers coming too!’

‘Solivet has no power over you,’ said Eustace.  ’You may make yourself easy, Nan.  Nobody can marry you without my consent, for my father made me your guardian.  And I doubt me if your portion, so long as I am living, be such as to tempt any man to wed such a little fury, even were we at home.’

‘Thanks for the hint, brother,’ said Annora.  ’I will take care that any such suitor shall think me a fury.’

’Nay, child, in moderation!  Violence is not strength.  Nay, rather it exhausts the forces.  Resolution and submission are our watchwords.’

How noble he looked as he said it, and how sad it was to part with him! my mother wept most bitterly, and said it was cruel to leave us to our fate, and that he would kill himself in the Dutch marshes; but when the actual pain of parting with him was over, I am not sure that she had not more hope of carrying out her wishes.  She would have begun by forbidding Annora to go, attended only by the servants, to prayers at the England ambassador’s:  but Eustace had foreseen this, and made arrangements with a good old knight and his lady, Sir Francis Ommaney, always to call for my sister on their way to church, and she was always ready for them.  My mother used to say that her devotion was all perverseness, and now and then, when more than usually provoked with her, would declare that it was quite plain that her poor child’s religion was only a heresy, since it did not make her a better daughter.