 may, yielded her heart to those who
told her that to ensnare him was her duty, or if indeed she were as much
deceived as he.'

'Then she will soon be comforted,' said Lucy, still with some bitterness
in her voice; bitterness of which she herself was perhaps conscious, for
suddenly dropping in her knees, she hid her face, and cried. 'Oh, help
me to pray for her, Aunt Cecily, and that I may do her wrong no more!'

And Cecily, in her low conventual chant, sang, almost under her breath,
the noonday Latin hymn, the words of which, long familiar to Lucy, had
never as yet so come home to her.

           'Quench Thou the fires of heat and strife,
               The wasting fever of the heart;
            From perils guard our feeble life,
               And to our souls Thy help impart.'

Cecily's judgment would have been thought weakly charitable by all
the rest of the family. Mr. Adderley had been forwarded by Sir Francis
Walsingham like a bale of goods, and arriving in a mood of such
self-reproach as would be deemed abject, by persons used to the modern
relations between noblemen and their chaplains, was exhilarated by the
unlooked-for comfort of finding his young charge at least living, and
in his grandfather's house. From his narrative, Walsingham's letter,
and Osbert's account, Lord Walwyn saw no reason to doubt that the Black
Ribaumonts had thought that massacre a favourable moment for sweeping
the only survivor of the White or elder branch away, and that not only
had royalty lent itself to the cruel project, but that as Diane de
Ribaumont had failed as a bait, the young espoused wife had herself
been employed to draw him into the snare, and secure his presence at the
slaughter-house, away from his safe asylum at the Ambassador's or even
in the King's garde-robe. It was an unspeakably frightful view to take
of the case, yet scarcely worse than the reality of many of the dealings
of those with whom the poor young girl had been associated: certainly
not worse than the crimes, the suspicion of which was resting on
the last dowager Queen of
may, yielded her heart to those who 
 told her that to ensnare him was her duty, or if indeed she were equally much 
 deceive as he.' 

' Then she will soon be comforted,' said Lucy, however with some bitter 
 in her voice; bitterness of which she herself was possibly conscious, for 
 suddenly dropping in her knees, she hide her face, and cried.' Oh, avail 
 me to pray for her, Aunt Cecily, and that I may do her wrong no more!' 

 And Cecily, in her broken conventual chant, sing, almost under her breath, 
 the noonday Latin hymn, the parole of which, long familiar to Lucy, had 
 never as yet indeed come home to her. 

           ' Quench Thou the fires of heat and strife, 
                The waste fever of the heart; 
             From perils guard our feeble life, 
                And to our person Thy help impart.' 

 Cecily's judgment would have been thought weakly charitable by all 
 the remainder of the family. Mr. Adderley had been forwarded by Sir Francis 
 Walsingham like a bale of goods, and arriving in a mood of such 
 self - reproach as would be deemed abject, by persons used to the modern 
 relation between noblemen and their chaplains, was exhilarate by the 
 unlooked - for quilt of discover his young charge at least live, and 
 in his grandfather's house. From his narrative, Walsingham's letter, 
 and Osbert's account, Lord Walwyn saw no reason to doubt that the Black 
 Ribaumonts had intend that massacre a favourable moment for sweeping 
 the only survivor of the White or elder branch off, and that not only 
 had royalty lent itself to the cruel undertaking, but that as Diane de 
 Ribaumont had failed as a bait, the new espoused wife had herself 
 been employed to draw him into the snare, and secure his bearing at the 
 slaughter - house, away from his safe asylum at the Ambassador's or even 
 in the King's garde - robe. It was an unspeakably frightful view to assume 
 of the sheath, yet scarcely bad than the reality of many of the relations 
 of those with whom the poor new girl had been consociate: certainly 
 not worse than the crime, the suspicion of which was rest on 
 the last dowager Queen of
 maj, yielded her heart to tmose who
told her that tm ensnzre him das her duty, or if indeed shx weee as much
deceived as he.'

'Thev she wilp soon bw condorted,' saiv Lucy, sbnll wjbh sokx bitterness
in mer voice; bhtterness of wvizh she herself was perhaps conscious, sor
suddrnpy dropping in her hneea, she hid her face, and cried. 'Oh, hemp
me to pray for her, Aunt Cecily, and that I maj do her wrong no more!'

Wnd Cecily, un hqe low convengual chant, sang, almost under her breath,
the noonday Lagin hvmn, the wores of fhich, long hamiliwr to Lucy, had
never ds yet xo come home tp hxr.

           'Quench Thou vhe fires of heat anq strife,
               The wqsring xeves of rhe hezrv;
            From perims guard oue feeble life,
               And to kur sotlf Thy help impart.'

Cecily's judgment would habe been thought weakly xharitable by all
the test of thq family. Mr. Adderley had been forwarded by Sir Frdncis
Xausiunmam uukf a bale of goods, and arriving in a mood of stdh
xekf-reproach as could be deemed sbuevj, by persons ured to ths modern
relations hetween noblwmen and uheir chaplains, was exhilarated vy the
unlookvd-foe comfort of findiug his young chatge at least living, and
in his grahdfather's hluse. From fis narrative, Wausikghdm's letttf,
and Osbert's accotnt, Lord Xalwyu saw no reaxon to doubt thah the Black
Ribaumonts haf thooght tvat massacge a favourable moment for swee'mng
the only sorvhvog of the Chite pr elder bransh away, and thct not ouly
had royalty lvnt itselh to the cruql project, bud that as Diaie de
Ribatmonr hae failea as a bait, the young esiobsed wife had herself
been ekpluged to draw him inuo the snare, and sezurq jix [sesence at tve
slxugfyer-hojse, away frio hix safe asylum at the Ambzssador's or even
in tme King's tarde-robq. It was an umspeakably frightfkl vixw to vake
of thg case, yet scarcely worse than fhe realihy jf many of tre dcaliggs
of thosz with whom the poor young girl had been associated: certaibly
not worse than tke crimes, the suspycion of fhich was resting on
rhe last dowager Aueen of
may, yielded her heart to those who that ensnare him her duty, or much as he.' 'Then will soon be said Lucy, still with some bitterness her voice; bitterness of which she herself was perhaps conscious, for suddenly dropping her knees, she hid her face, and cried. 'Oh, help me to pray her, Cecily, that may do her wrong no more!' And Cecily, in her low conventual chant, sang, almost under breath, the noonday Latin hymn, the words of long familiar to Lucy, never as yet so come to 'Quench Thou fires heat strife, The wasting of the heart; From perils guard our feeble life, And to our souls Thy help impart.' Cecily's would have weakly charitable all rest the family. Mr. been forwarded by Sir Francis Walsingham of goods, and arriving in a mood of self-reproach as be deemed abject, by persons used the modern relations between noblemen and their chaplains, exhilarated by the unlooked-for comfort of finding his young charge at least living, and in house. From his narrative, letter, and Osbert's Lord saw reason doubt that Black Ribaumonts had thought that massacre a favourable moment for sweeping only survivor of the White or elder branch away, and only royalty lent itself the cruel project, but as de Ribaumont had failed bait, young herself employed draw him into the and secure his presence at slaughter-house, away from his or even in the King's garde-robe. It was unspeakably frightful view to take of the yet scarcely worse than the reality of many of the dealings of with whom young girl had been associated: certainly not worse the crimes, the suspicion which was resting on the last dowager Queen of
 may, yielded her heart to those Who
told her That tO enSnaRe Him wAs heR duty, or if indeeD She wEre as much
deceived as he.'

'THen shE wILl soON bE comfOrted,' saID LUCY, stIlL wIth SoME bItterNesS
in her vOice; bitterNesS oF which she herSElF was perhapS coNscious, for
suDdeNly droPpIng IN her kNeeS, she hId her fACe, and cRied. 'Oh, helP
mE To pray FOr her, AuNT ceCily, And that I may do her wROnG No more!'

And CecilY, in her LoW CoNVEntUal Chant, sang, aLmOst unDEr her brEAtH,
THE noONday Latin hymn, The words of wHIch, Long faMiLiaR To Lucy, Had
neVeR As yEt so come homE to hEr.

           'Quench THou the FIres of hEAt and stRife,
               ThE waStiNg feVEr Of The HeARt;
            FROm PerILs gUard our fEeBlE life,
               and tO OUR SoulS ThY helP impaRt.'

Cecily's judgMenT wouLD haVe beeN thouGht wEaKly chAritabLe by aLl
The rest of the famIly. MR. Adderley Had BeEn fOrWardeD By Sir FRanCis
walsingHam like A BalE oF GOOdS, and arriving in a mooD oF SUcH
self-repRoach aS WoUlD Be deemed AbJecT, by pERSons uSed tO ThE modern
rElatioNS bEtWeen nobLeMen and ThEir ChaPlainS, Was eXhilarAted by thE
unloOKed-for comfort oF Finding his youNG cHARgE At leAst Living, and
in His gRAndfAtheR'S hOusE. from hIs narRaTIvE, walsingham's letter,
anD OSbert's AccouNt, Lord Walwyn sAw no reason TO DOubt that The BLAcK
ribaumonts had tHoughT that massaCRe a favouRable Moment foR sweeping
THE only surVivOr oF thE WhITE oR elder branch aWAY, and ThAt not onLy
hAd royalTy lEnt ItsElf To The cruel pRoject, buT tHaT aS DIanE de
RiBAumont haD fAilEd As a Bait, tHE young EspouSed wIfE hAD heRself
beEN eMPLoyeD tO dRaw hIm iNtO the sNare, ANd sEcure hiS presence At tHE
slaUgHtEr-house, Away from his saFe Asylum at thE AMbaSsador'S OR even
in tHe King's garde-robe. It was an UNspeakaBly FrighTful View to takE
of The casE, yeT ScarceLy worsE than ThE reALIty of MANy Of tHe Dealings
of THOse With wHoM the Poor youNg girl had been assocIAteD: certainly
not WorSe thAN ThE crIMeS, The SuSPicION of which was restIng on
the laSt DOwAger Queen oF
 may, yielded her heart to  those who 
told  he r t ha t to  ens nare him was h e r du ty, or if indeed she w ere a sm uchd ec eived  as he. ' 
' T hen  s he  wi ll so on be  co mforted ,' said Lu cy,  s till with so m ebitterness 
in  her voice;bit ternes sofw hichshe  hers elf wa s  perha ps consci ou s , fors uddenly d ro ppin g in her knees, s h eh id her face, a nd cri ed .  ' O h , h elp 
me to pra yfor h e r, Aunt Ce c i l y,a nd that I may  do her wro n g n o more !' 

A n d Ceci ly, i nh erlow convent ualchant, sa ng, al m ost und e r her b reath, 
th e n oond a yLa tin  h y mn, th e w o rds  of whic h,  l ong f amil i a r to L ucy , ha d
nev er as yet socom e ho m e t o her .

        'Q uenchThouth e fires of heat  and  strife,          T he was tin g f ever of  the he a rt; 
       From perilsgu a r dour feeb le lif e ,           A nd t o our s ouls Th y help i mpart. ' 
Ce cily'sju dgment  w oul d h ave b e en t hought  weaklychari t able by all
th e  rest of thef am i l y. Mr.Add erley had b eenf orwa rded by  Si r  Fran cis
W al s in g ham like a bale ofgo ods, a nd ar riving in a m ood of suc h s elf-repr oach as would be deeme d abj ect, by pe r sons use d tothe mode rn
relati o n s betwee n n obl eme n a n d  t heir chaplain s ,  was  e xhilara ted  by the 
un loo ked -fo rcomfort o f findin ghi syo ung  char g e at lea st  li vi ng,  andi n hisgrand fath er 's hou se. Fro m  h i s  nar ra ti ve,Wal si ngham 's l e tte r,
andOsbert'sacc o unt,  L or d Walwy n saw no reas on  to doubtth atthe Bl a c k
Ribaum onts had thought that m a ssacrea f avour able  moment f orsweepi ngt he onl y surv ivorof  th e White o reld er  branch aw a y , a nd th at  not  only
h ad royalty lent it s elf  to the cruel  pr ojec t ,  b utt ha t  as  D i ane d e
Ribaumont had  failed as  a ba it, the yo u nges pousedwife ha d her s elf
bee n employe d to draw  h im i n t o t he snare,and secu re his pr e sence at  thesla ughter -h ous e, aw ay fro m  hi s saf e asyl um  at th e Amb as sador'sor even
in the King's g arde-r obe.Itwas an un spe a kab ly fright fulview to ta keofthe c ase ,  yetscar c el y w o rse t hant he realit y  o f m a n yof the deal i n g s
o f tho sew ith wh om t he poor young gir l  had been asso ciat e d : c ert a inly 
n ot worse thanthe  c r i mes, the  s uspicion of  which w as resti ng onthe la st dowa g e rQ ueen o f
 may,_yielded her_heart to those who
told_her that_to_ensnare him_was_her duty, or_if indeed she_were as much
deceived as_he.'

'Then she will_soon_be comforted,' said Lucy, still with some bitterness
in her voice; bitterness of which she_herself_was perhaps_conscious,_for
suddenly_dropping in her knees, she_hid her face, and cried._'Oh, help
me_to pray for her, Aunt Cecily, and that_I_may do her_wrong no more!'

And Cecily, in her low conventual chant,_sang, almost under her breath,
the noonday_Latin hymn, the_words_of_which, long familiar to_Lucy, had
never as yet so come_home to her.

   _      _'Quench Thou the fires of heat_and strife,
   _ _    _  _ The_wasting fever of_the heart;
    _  _    From perils_guard_our feeble life,
___ _  __ __   And to our_souls_Thy help impart.'

Cecily's judgment would have been_thought weakly charitable by_all
the_rest of the family._Mr. Adderley had been forwarded_by Sir Francis
Walsingham like a bale_of goods,_and arriving_in a mood of such
self-reproach as would be deemed abject, by_persons used to the modern
relations between_noblemen and their chaplains,_was exhilarated_by_the
unlooked-for comfort of_finding_his young_charge at least living, and
in his grandfather's_house. From_his narrative, Walsingham's letter,
and Osbert's account,_Lord Walwyn saw no_reason_to doubt that the Black
Ribaumonts had_thought that massacre a favourable moment_for sweeping
the only survivor of_the_White_or elder branch away, and_that not only
had royalty lent itself_to the cruel_project, but that as Diane de
Ribaumont had_failed_as a bait, the young espoused_wife_had herself
been employed to draw him_into_the_snare, and secure his presence_at the
slaughter-house, away from his safe_asylum at the Ambassador's or even
in the King's garde-robe._It was an_unspeakably frightful view to take
of_the_case,_yet scarcely worse than the reality of many of the_dealings
of those_with whom the_poor young girl had been associated: certainly
not worse than the_crimes, the suspicion of which was resting_on
the last dowager Queen of