Later

I have had an inspired idea. I shall take no one with me to see Nostradamus. I shall disguise myself as a chambermaid. I have already spoken with Minette. We shall trade clothes for an hour or so. I shall put on her coif, partlets, kirtle, and smock, and whatever else a serving maid wears. I suddenly realize I really don’t know – at least not about the undergarments.