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think, Sir Fernando, since the prince's bounty is stretched so far, that we may make further use of his gracious goodness to the extent of fifty thousand crowns. Good Sir William Felton, here, will doubtless settle the matter with you.'

The stout old English counsellor looked somewhat blank at this prompt acceptance of his master's bounty.

'If it please you, sire,' he said, 'the public funds are at their lowest, seeing that I have paid twelve thousand men of the companies, and the new taxes-the hearth tax and the wine taxnot yet come in. If you could wait until the promised help from England comes

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Nay, nay, my sweet cousin,' cried Don Pedro. Had we known that your own coffers were so low, or that this sorry sum could have weighed one way or the other, we had been loth indeed-

'Enough, sire, enough!' said the prince, flushing with vexation. 'If the public funds be, indeed, so backward, Sir William, there is still, I trust, my own private credit, which hath never been drawn upon for my own uses, but is now ready in the cause of a friend in adversity. Go, raise this money upon our own jewels, if nought else may serve, and see that it be paid over to Don Fernando.'

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'Tush! tush!' said the prince. I am not a Lombard, sire. Your kingly pledge is my security, without bond or seal. But I have tidings for you, my lords and lieges, that our brother of Lancaster is on his way for our capital with four hundred lances and as many archers to aid us in our venture. When he hath come, and when our fair consort is recovered in her health, which I trust by the grace of God may be ere many weeks be past, we shall then join the army at Dax, and set our banners to the breeze once more.'

A buzz of joy at the prospect of immediate action rose up from the group of warriors. The prince smiled at the martial ardour which shone upon every face around him.

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It will hearten you to know,' he continued, that I have sure advices that this Henry is a very valiant leader, and that he has it in his power to make such a stand against us as promises to give us much honour and pleasure. Of his own people he hath brought together, as I learn, some fifty thousand, with twelve thousand of the French free companies, who are, as you know, very valiant

and expert men-at-arms. It is certain, also, that the brave and worthy Bertrand du Guesclin hath ridden into France to the Duke of Anjou, and purposes to take back with him great levies from Picardy and Brittany. We hold Bertrand in high esteem, for he has oft before been at great pains to furnish us with an honourable encounter. What think you of it, my worthy Captal? He took you at Cocherel, and, by my soul! you will have the chance pay that score.'

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The Gascon warrior winced a little at the allusion, nor were his countrymen around him better pleased, for on the only occasion when they had encountered the arms of France without English aid they had met with a heavy defeat.

'There are some who say, sire,' said the burly De Clisson, 'that the score is already overpaid, for that without Gascon help Bertrand had not been taken at Auray, nor had King John been overborne at Poictiers.'

"By heaven, but this is too much!' cried an English nobleman. Methinks that Gascony is too small a cock to crow so lustily.'

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The smaller cock, my Lord Audley, may have the longer spur,' remarked the Captal de Buch.

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May have its comb clipped if it make over much noise,' broke in an Englishman.

'By Our Lady of Rocamadour!' cried the Lord of Mucident, 'this is more than I can abide. Sir John Charnell, you shall answer to me for those words!'

'Freely, my lord, and when you will,' returned the Englishman carelessly.

'My Lord de Clisson,' cried Lord Audley, 'you look somewhat fixedly in my direction. By God's soul! I should be right glad to go further into the matter with you.'

'And you, my Lord of Pommers,' said Sir Nigel, pushing his way to the front, it is in my mind that we might break a lance in gentle and honourable debate over the question.'

For a moment a dozen challenges flashed backwards and forwards at this sudden bursting of the cloud which had lowered so long between the knights of the two nations. Furious and gesticulating the Gascons, white and cold and sneering the English, while the prince with a half smile glanced from one party to the other, like a man who loved to dwell upon a fiery scene, and yet dreaded lest the mischief go so far that he might find it beyond his control.

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Friends, friends!' he cried at last, this quarrel must go no further. The man shall answer to me, be he Gascon or English, who carries it beyond this room. I have overmuch need for your swords that you should turn them upon each other. Sir John Charnell, Lord Audley, you do not doubt the courage of our friends of Gascony?'

'Not I, sire,' Lord Audley answered. 'I have seen them fight too often not to know that they are very hardy and valiant gentlemen.'

'And so say I,' quoth the other Englishman; but, certes, there is no fear of our forgetting it while they have a tongue in their heads.'

'Nay, Sir John,' said the prince, reprovingly, all peoples have their own use and customs. There are some who might call us cold and dull and silent. But you hear, my lords of Gascony, that these gentlemen had no thought to throw a slur upon your honour or your valour, so let all anger fade from your mind. Clisson, Captal, De Pommers, I have your word?'

'We are your subjects, sire,' said the Gascon barons, though with no very good grace. Your words are our law.'

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'Then shall we bury all cause of unkindness in a flagon of Malvoisie,' said the prince, cheerily. Ho, there! the doors of the banquet-hall! I have been overlong from my sweet spouse, but I shall be back with you anon. Let the sewers serve and the minstrels play, while we drain a cup to the brave days that are before us in the south!' He turned away, accompanied by the two monarchs, while the rest of the company, with many a compressed lip and menacing eye, filed slowly through the side-door to the great chamber in which the royal tables were set forth.

CHAPTER XX.

HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONOURABLE GUILD.

WHILST the prince's council was sitting, Alleyne and Ford had remained in the outer hall, where they were soon surrounded by a noisy group of young Englishmen of their own rank, all eager to hear the latest news from England.

'How is it with the old man at Windsor ?' asked one.
'And how with the good Queen Philippa?'

'And how with Dame Alice Perrers?' cried a third.

"The devil take your tongue, Wat!' shouted a tall young man, seizing the last speaker by the collar and giving him an admonitory shake. The prince would take your head off for those words.'

'By God's coif! Wat would miss it but little,' said another. 'It is as empty as a beggar's wallet.'

'As empty as an English squire, coz,' cried the first speaker. • What a devil has become of the maître-des-tables and his sewers? They have not put forth the trestles yet.'

'Mon Dieu! if a man could eat himself into knighthood, Humphrey, you had been a banneret at the least,' observed another, amid a burst of laughter.

'And if you could drink yourself in, old leather-head, you had been first baron of the realm,' cried the aggrieved Humphrey. 'But how of England, my lads of Loring?'

'I take it,' said Ford, 'that it is much as it was when you were there last, save that perchance there is a little less noise there.'

'And why less noise, young Solomon?'

'Ah, that is for your wit to discover.'

Pardieu! here is a paladin come over, with the Hampshire mud still sticking to his shoes. He means that the noise is less for our being out of the country.'

'They are very quick in these parts,' said Ford, turning to Alleyne.

'How are we to take this, sir?' asked the ruffling squire. 'You may take it as it comes,' said Ford carelessly.

'Here is pertness!' cried the other.

'Sir, I honour your truthfulness,' said Ford.

'Stint it, Humphrey,' said the tall squire, with a burst of laughter. You will have little credit from this gentleman, I perceive. Tongues are sharp in Hampshire, sir.'

"And swords?'

'Hum! we may prove that. In two days' time is the vêpres du tournoi, when we may see if your lance is as quick as your wit.'

'All very well, Roger Harcomb,' cried a burly, bull-necked young man, whose square shoulders and massive limbs told of exceptional personal strength. 'You pass too lightly over the matter. We are not to be so easily overcrowed. The Lord

Loring hath given his proofs; but we know nothing of his squires, save that one of them hath a railing tongue. And how of you, young sir?' bringing his heavy hand down on Alleyne's shoulder.

' And what of me, young sir?'

'Ma foi! this is my lady's page come over. Your cheek will be browner and your hand harder ere you see your mother again.' 'If my hand is not hard, it is ready.'

'Ready? Ready for what? For the hem of my lady's train?'

'Ready to chastise insolence, sir!' cried Alleyne with flashing

eyes.

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'Sweet little coz!' answered the burly squire. dainty colour! Such a mellow voice! Eyes of a bashful maid, and hair like a three years' babe! Voilà!' He passed his thick fingers roughly through the youth's crisp golden curls.

'You seek to force a quarrel, sir,' said the young man, white with anger.

'And what then?'

'Why, you do it like a country boor, and not like a gentle squire. Hast been ill bred and as ill taught. I serve a master who could show you how such things should be done.'

'And how would he do it, oh pink of squires?'

'He would neither be loud nor would he be unmannerly, but

rather more gentle than is his wont. He would say, “Sir, I

should take it as an honour to do some small deed of arms against you, not for mine own glory or advancement, but rather for the fame of my lady and for the upholding of chivalry." Then he would draw his glove, thus, and throw it on the ground; or, if he had cause to think that he had to deal with a churl, he might throw it in his face-as I do now!'

A buzz of excitement went up from the knot of squires as Alleyne, his gentle nature turned by this causeless attack into fiery resolution, dashed his glove with all his strength into the sneering face of his antagonist. From all parts of the hall squires and pages came running, until a dense swaying crowd surrounded the disputants.

'Your life for this!' said the bully, with a face which was distorted with rage.

'If you can take it,' returned Alleyne.

'Good lad!' whispered Ford. Stick to it close as wax.'

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