Then, too, she can steer the boat; she knows the river as she knows her father's house.

Remember, nine o'clock, and be sure that Betty is with you." I went back to George, and when I told him of Frances's plan, he said:-- "If she does not return from the king's closet as soon as we shall have reason to expect her, we'll fetch her and make a page of history by leaving a dead king." "In which case the English people would hang us and then bless us.

It is their fashion.

We should be as immortal as Guy Fawkes," I answered; laughing to keep my courage up.
George stood in revery for a moment and answered as if he were speaking to himself:-- "But what will happen if we are overpowered in the king's closet?
He always keeps a ruffian guard in his ante-chamber." "In that sad case, Frances must kill herself and we shall die fighting unless we preferred Tyburn Hill a day or two later," I answered.

"It is all as plain as day.