England was as unsafe for me as Scotland; but how I might travel to France without money, and how I might without a pass evade Elizabeth's officers who guarded every English port, even were I supplied with gold, were problems for which I had no solution.
There were but two persons in Haddon Hall to whom I cared to say farewell.
They were Lady Madge and Will Dawson.

The latter was a Scot, and was attached to the cause of Queen Mary.

He and I had become friends, and on several occasions we had talked confidentially over Mary's sad plight.
When my bundle was packed, I sought Madge and found her in the gallery near the foot of the great staircase.

She knew my step and rose to greet me with a bright smile.
"I have come to say good-by to you, Cousin Madge," said I.The smile vanished from her face.
"You are not going to leave Haddon Hall ?" she asked.
"Yes, and forever," I responded.

"Sir George has ordered me to go." "No, no," she exclaimed.