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Updated: June 15, 2025
He died with these words on his lips: "Maintenant, Angele!" In due time the island people forgot them both, but the Seigneur of Rozel caused a stone to be set up on the highest point of land that faces France, and on the stone were carved the names of Michel and Angele.
We feed as we get at Rozel, and will feed the Court well too when it comes, or I'm no butler to Elizabeth." But trouble was at hand for Michel and for his protector. The spies of Catherine de Medici, mother of the King of France, were everywhere. These had sent word that De la Foret was now attached to the meagre suite of the widow of the great Camisard Montgomery, near the Castle of Mont Orgueil.
"You, Monsieur you!" she gasped. "It was you that sent for me?" "Send? Not I I have not lost my manners yet. Rozel at Court is no greater fool than Lempriere in Jersey." Angle wrung her hands. "I thought it De la Foret who was ill. The surgeon said to come quickly." Lempriere braced himself against the wall, for he was weak, and his fever still high. "Ill? not he.
"Is it innocent to be here at night, my palace gates shut, with your lover-alone?" Leicester laughed at the words. "Your Majesty, oh, your gracious Majesty, hear me. We were not alone not alone " There was a rustle of curtains, a heavy footstep, and Lempriere of Rozel staggered into the room. De la Foret ran to help him, and throwing an arm around him, almost carried him towards the couch.
"'But your religion teaches you to forgive. "'True; yet also to protect the helpless ones committed to my care. "'We will leave your valleys this hour; never to set foot in them again. "'Ah! yet how far may we trust the word of one whose creed bids him keep no faith with heretics? "" Vengeance is Mine, I will repay." "It was the voice of the aged Rozel which broke the momentary silence.
Religion to him was a dull recreation invented chiefly for women. She became plain enough now. "'Tis no images nor religion that stands between us," she answered, "though they might well do so. It is that I do not love you, Monsieur of Rozel." His face, which had slowly clouded, suddenly cleared. "Love! Love!" He laughed good-humouredly. "Love comes, I'm told, with marriage.
Thither she went in fear from her refuge at Rozel, and was admitted to the Comtesse. There she learned the joyful truth that De la Foret had not been slain, and was in hiding on the coast of Normandy. The long waiting was a sore trial, yet laughter was often upon her lips henceforth.
Ouen's muscadella, brought secretly to him by his unchanging friend, Lempriere, so hastening the end. The Comtesse de Montgomery, who lived in a cottage near by, came constantly to the little house on the hillside by Rozel Bay. She had never loved her own children more than she did the brown-haired child with the deep-blue eyes, which was the one pledge of the great happiness of Michel and Angele.
By the rood, but I have never, since I sat on my father's throne, seen black so white as I have done this past three months. You shall have your Buonespoir, good Rozel; but if he plays pirate any more tell him this from his Queen upon an English ship, I will have his head, if I must needs send Drake of Devon to overhaul him."
And Lempriere of Rozel said: "He would return with myself your noble Majesty's friend before all the world, and Buonespoir his ship the Honeyflower."
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