And, indeed, she needs it; for she lies in prison, watched and solitary, with scarce a face about her that is not an enemy's.

What would you do, Humphrey, were your Queen in such a plight ?" "Were my Queen a traitor--" I began, and stopped.
"I cannot help myself," said he.

"I owe her my life.

Only one woman else could claim it, and her I have lost." "But," said I, "are you sure of this man?
May this not be some trap to your ruin?
What if he be a spy and no more ?" Ludar laughed.
"If so," said he, "he would have better sport on foot than to practise on an outlaw like me.

No, Humphrey, he is a loyal man, as, pray heaven, so am I.