Until I learn the truth, I shall not renounce the good hope which I have always indulged--that you would never have invited my son to your country, without intending to serve him faithfully.

As long as you do this, you may ever reckon on the support of all who belong to him.
"Your good Cousin, "CATHERINE." It would have been very difficult to extract much information or much comfort from this wily epistle.

The menace was sufficiently plain, the promise disagreeably vague.

Moreover, a letter from the same Catherine de Medici, had been recently found in a casket at the Duke's lodgings in Antwerp.

In that communication, she had distinctly advised her son to re-establish the Roman Catholic religion, assuring him that by so doing, he would be enabled to marry the Infanta of Spain.