Oh, my God, my God, why was I so foolish as to leave my father's quiet, lonely castle and go out into the world, which is so full of terror and horror ?" She sighed and groaned deeply; and burying her face in her hands, she sank upon the ottoman, weeping and trembling.
Lady Jane observed her with a peculiar smile of malicious satisfaction.
"She is queen and she weeps," said she to herself.

"My God, how can a woman possibly feel unhappy, and she a queen ?" She approached Catharine, and, seating herself on the tabouret at her feet, she impressed a fervent kiss on the queen's drooping hand.
"Your majesty weeping!" said she, in her most insinuating tone.

"My God, you are then unhappy; and I received with a loud cry of joy the news of my friend's unexpected good fortune.

I thought to meet a queen, proud, happy, and radiant with joy; and I was anxious and fearful lest the queen might have ceased to be my friend.

Wherefore I urged my father, as soon as your command reached us, to leave Dublin and hasten with me hither.