noon
The Queen ! '' She appeared on a balcony surrounded by her lords and ladies , and there received the diplomatists , speaking at length to the French Envoy in a tone of lightness and elusive cheerfulness which he was at a loss to understand and tried in vain to pierce by cogent remarks bearing on matters of moment involved in his embassage . Not far away stood Leicester , but the Queen had done no more than note his presence by a glance , and now and again with ostentatious emphasis she spoke to Angele , whom she had had brought to her in the morning before chapel-going . Thus early , after a few questions and some scrutiny , she had sent her in charge of a gentleman-at-arms and a maid of the Duke 's Daughter to her father 's lodging , with orders to change her robe , to return to the palace in good time before noon , and to bring her father to a safe place where he could watch the pleasures of the people . When Angele came to the presence again she saw that the Queen was wearing a gown of pure white with the sleeves shot with black , such as she herself had worn when admitted to audience yesterday . Vexed , agitated , embittered as Elizabeth had been by the news brought to her the night before , she had kept her wardrobers and seamstresses at work the whole night to alter a white satin habit to the simplicity and style of that which Angele had worn . `` What think you of my gown , my lady refugee ? ''