If Charles accepted the French king's offer, I should pass by her wearing my hat, and she would know that her help would not be needed.

If the king refused, I should carry my hat in my hand, and she could take her own course with Charles.
"Do you fear ?" I asked, being myself very much afraid, for we were dealing with an absolute monarch, devoid of conscience, devoid of caution save when prompted by cowardice, but plenteously imbued with venom in his heart and all things evil in his soul.
"I fear ?" cried Frances, tossing her head defiantly.
I thought surely no woman ever was as beautiful as this one, in whose heart there was no fear, no doubt of self, no faltering in the face of danger.

I asked her to tell me of her plans, and she answered:-- "I have no plan save to see the king.

Then the plans will come of themselves.".