He knew instinctively before he touched it that none but Maud Lindesay could have written that script--small, clear, and distinct as a motto cut on a gem.
"_To our friends in France and Scotland,_" so it ran.

"_We are still safe this eve of the Blessed Saint Michael.

Trust her who brings this letter.

She is our saviour and our only hope in a dark and evil place.
She is sorry for that which by her aid hath been done.

As you hope for forgiveness, forgive her.