01-02-苏格兰玛丽女王 [8]
． His wife did not want him， and was happy to di－vorce him．So，on 15th May 1567， I married him．
He was a good man， James． A much better man than your father． I needed a strong man to help me rule the country．
But I was wrong． I understand that now． All the Scots lords were afraid of Bothwell， and many of them were his ene-mies． They had an army， and on 15th June，Bothwell and I rode out to fight them．
We met them at Carberry Hill． It was a hot day， and the two big armies stood， and looked， and waited． Their army had a big flag with a picture of your poor dead father，Darnley， on it． Under the picture， there were the words ‘Find my killers， oh God．'
‘Come on， my lord，'I said to Bothwell．‘Our army is bet－ter than theirs—let's fight them！'
Both well rode up and down， and talked to his men． But they didn't want to fight． They talked， and looked at the flag， and waited． Then some of them walked home．
At five o'clock that evening Lord Kirkcaldy rode from his army to talk to us． He said to me，‘My lady， leave your hus-band， and come with us．We don't want men to die．'
And so， because our men didn't want to fight， I went with him． It was a very bad day for me． They took me back to Ed－inburgh， and people in the streets screamed at me：‘Kill the woman！ She sleeps with her husband's killer！We want James to be King！ Kill her now！'
I was unhappy， and afraid， and I was pregnant again．They took me to Lochleven Castle， and put me in a room like a prison．There， I did not eat for two weeks， and Bothwell's children—there were two babies—wer born dead．I nearly died too—I was so angry and tired and ill． Then， one day after the babies died， Lord Lindsay gave me a letter． It said：
I，Mary， Queen of Scots， give the kingdom of Scotland to my son， James．From today， James is the new King of Scots．But because he is a child， the Earl of Moray， my half—brother， can rule the country for him．
Because I was afraid， and tired， and ill， I wrote my name on the letter：Mary． But it is not important，James，it doesn't change anything．I am Queen of Scots， not you． That letter changes nothing．
Bothwell went over the sea， and died in a prison in Denmark． I was a prisoner in Lochleven for a year． A lot of people in Europe were angry about that． Queen Elizabeth wrote to the Earl of Moray．‘You cannot keep a Queen in prison，'she said．‘It is very wrong！'I was pleased about that．But Moray didn't listen．
Lord Douglas lived in the castle， and his young son，William，liked me． One day， there was a wedding in the castle． People sang and danced and drank． William Douglas gave me some old women's clothes． I put the clothes on， and walked quietly out of the castle with him． He shut the castle door behind us， to keep his father's friends in． Then we got on some horses， and rode away through the night．
All my friends came back to me． Soon I had a big army．‘Mary is our Queen again！'people said．‘Give her back her son！'You were in Earl Moray's castle， James， so I came to fight him． I rode with my army to Langside， near Glasgow．And there…
There， James…
There， my son， I lost the fight． I am so sorry． I had many good， strong men in my army， but Earl Moray's men were stronger． Many of my men died， and some ran away． After the fight， I ran away too．
I did not want to go to prison again． So I rode south， to England．‘Queen Elizabeth wants to help me，'I thought．‘She understands．She wrote to Moray and she is a Queen，like me．I can come back to Scotland with her army， kill Moray， and find my baby son James．I am in England but I am free．I can try again．'
I was wrong about that， too． Very wrong．
■ 7 博思韦尔
不久，每个欧洲的人都知道了这件事。法国的女王和英格兰的女王给我写来了愤怒的信。谁杀死了亲王？他们质问道。在那段时间里我很不愉快，詹姆斯。我们寻找凶手，但是我们没能找到。请相信我，詹姆斯。苏格兰的贵族们很难对付。有些是朋友，有些是敌人，可他们不停地变。
苏格兰的很多人都说：“博思韦尔杀死了达恩利亲王。”在城堡外，在镇上，我都能听到这种传言。但是我从来不相信它。爱丁堡的人出售有关博思韦尔的可怕的故事和图片，叫做《达恩利死的那一天》。这简直太神速了。或许杀达恩利的凶手们在他们杀死达恩利之前就写了这些有关博思韦尔的故事。
我认为博思韦尔勋爵没有杀害你父亲，詹姆斯。在我艰难时，他是我很好的朋友。他是个善良、健壮、聪明的男人，而且他工作努力。我很喜欢这点。许多女人都喜欢他，我想。
在那个春天，他向我求了三次婚。他有妻子，我不能这么快又一次嫁人。我让他等一等。
在4月24日，我骑马离开爱丁堡去北方。有五六个朋友随同我。在出城镇6英里的地方，博思韦尔勋爵带着一支队伍在那里迎候我
He was a good man， James． A much better man than your father． I needed a strong man to help me rule the country．
But I was wrong． I understand that now． All the Scots lords were afraid of Bothwell， and many of them were his ene-mies． They had an army， and on 15th June，Bothwell and I rode out to fight them．
We met them at Carberry Hill． It was a hot day， and the two big armies stood， and looked， and waited． Their army had a big flag with a picture of your poor dead father，Darnley， on it． Under the picture， there were the words ‘Find my killers， oh God．'
‘Come on， my lord，'I said to Bothwell．‘Our army is bet－ter than theirs—let's fight them！'
Both well rode up and down， and talked to his men． But they didn't want to fight． They talked， and looked at the flag， and waited． Then some of them walked home．
At five o'clock that evening Lord Kirkcaldy rode from his army to talk to us． He said to me，‘My lady， leave your hus-band， and come with us．We don't want men to die．'
And so， because our men didn't want to fight， I went with him． It was a very bad day for me． They took me back to Ed－inburgh， and people in the streets screamed at me：‘Kill the woman！ She sleeps with her husband's killer！We want James to be King！ Kill her now！'
I was unhappy， and afraid， and I was pregnant again．They took me to Lochleven Castle， and put me in a room like a prison．There， I did not eat for two weeks， and Bothwell's children—there were two babies—wer born dead．I nearly died too—I was so angry and tired and ill． Then， one day after the babies died， Lord Lindsay gave me a letter． It said：
I，Mary， Queen of Scots， give the kingdom of Scotland to my son， James．From today， James is the new King of Scots．But because he is a child， the Earl of Moray， my half—brother， can rule the country for him．
Because I was afraid， and tired， and ill， I wrote my name on the letter：Mary． But it is not important，James，it doesn't change anything．I am Queen of Scots， not you． That letter changes nothing．
Bothwell went over the sea， and died in a prison in Denmark． I was a prisoner in Lochleven for a year． A lot of people in Europe were angry about that． Queen Elizabeth wrote to the Earl of Moray．‘You cannot keep a Queen in prison，'she said．‘It is very wrong！'I was pleased about that．But Moray didn't listen．
Lord Douglas lived in the castle， and his young son，William，liked me． One day， there was a wedding in the castle． People sang and danced and drank． William Douglas gave me some old women's clothes． I put the clothes on， and walked quietly out of the castle with him． He shut the castle door behind us， to keep his father's friends in． Then we got on some horses， and rode away through the night．
All my friends came back to me． Soon I had a big army．‘Mary is our Queen again！'people said．‘Give her back her son！'You were in Earl Moray's castle， James， so I came to fight him． I rode with my army to Langside， near Glasgow．And there…
There， James…
There， my son， I lost the fight． I am so sorry． I had many good， strong men in my army， but Earl Moray's men were stronger． Many of my men died， and some ran away． After the fight， I ran away too．
I did not want to go to prison again． So I rode south， to England．‘Queen Elizabeth wants to help me，'I thought．‘She understands．She wrote to Moray and she is a Queen，like me．I can come back to Scotland with her army， kill Moray， and find my baby son James．I am in England but I am free．I can try again．'
I was wrong about that， too． Very wrong．
■ 7 博思韦尔
不久，每个欧洲的人都知道了这件事。法国的女王和英格兰的女王给我写来了愤怒的信。谁杀死了亲王？他们质问道。在那段时间里我很不愉快，詹姆斯。我们寻找凶手，但是我们没能找到。请相信我，詹姆斯。苏格兰的贵族们很难对付。有些是朋友，有些是敌人，可他们不停地变。
苏格兰的很多人都说：“博思韦尔杀死了达恩利亲王。”在城堡外，在镇上，我都能听到这种传言。但是我从来不相信它。爱丁堡的人出售有关博思韦尔的可怕的故事和图片，叫做《达恩利死的那一天》。这简直太神速了。或许杀达恩利的凶手们在他们杀死达恩利之前就写了这些有关博思韦尔的故事。
我认为博思韦尔勋爵没有杀害你父亲，詹姆斯。在我艰难时，他是我很好的朋友。他是个善良、健壮、聪明的男人，而且他工作努力。我很喜欢这点。许多女人都喜欢他，我想。
在那个春天，他向我求了三次婚。他有妻子，我不能这么快又一次嫁人。我让他等一等。
在4月24日，我骑马离开爱丁堡去北方。有五六个朋友随同我。在出城镇6英里的地方，博思韦尔勋爵带着一支队伍在那里迎候我