have been there to have seen it, mother.”
“It will be a good many years yet, Charlie, before you will be old enough to go out after dark in such a place as Paris.”
“But I saw real fighting at the castle, mother, and I am sure I was not afraid even when the cannon made a great noise.”
“No, you behaved very well, Charlie; but it is one thing to be standing on the top of a keep and another to be in the streets when a fray is going on all round.”
“Did you kill anyone, Guy?” the boy asked eagerly.
“Some of them were wounded,” Guy replied, “but I cannot say for certain that anyone was killed.”
“They ought to be killed, these bad men who attack people in the street. If I were King of France I would have all their heads chopped off.”
“It is not so easy to catch them, Charlie. When the watch come upon them when they are doing such things there is not much mercy shown to them.”
As soon as breakfast was over Guy went out, after learning from Maitre Leroux the address of a tradesman who generally kept a stock of garments in store, in readiness for those passing through Paris, who might not have time to stop while clothes were specially made for them. He returned in the course of an hour, followed by a boy carrying a wooden case with the clothes that he had bought. He had been fortunate in getting two suits which fitted him perfectly. They had been made for a young knight who had been despatched by the duke to Flanders just after he had been measured for them, and the tailor said that he was glad to sell them, as for aught he knew it might be weeks or even months before the knight returned, and he could make other suits for him at his leisure. Thus he was provided at once with his two best suits; for the other he had been measured, and it was to be sent in a couple of days. On his return he went straight to his room, and attired himself in readiness to receive the visit of Count Charles d'Estournel.
The suit consisted of an orange-coloured doublet coming down to the hips, with puce sleeves; the trousers were blue, and fitting closely to the legs; the shoes were of the great length then in fashion, being some eighteen inches from the heel to the pointed toe. The court suit was similar in make, but more handsome—the doublet, which was of crimson, being embroidered with gold; the closely-fitting trousers were striped with light blue and black; the cap with the suit in which he was now dressed was yellow, that with the court suit crimson, and both were high and conical, resembling a sugar-loaf in shape. From his sword-belt he carried a light straight sword, instead of the heavier one that would be carried in actual warfare, and on the right side was a long dagger.
Charlie clapped his hands as he entered the sitting-room.
“That will do very well, Master Esquire,” Dame Margaret said with a smile; “truly you look as well fitted as if they had been made for you, and the colours are well chosen.”
Guy told her how he had obtained them.
“You are very fortunate,” she said, “and this afternoon, when I mean to take a walk to see the city, I shall feel that I am well escorted with you by my side.”
“Shall you take us, mother?” Charlie asked anxiously.
“I intend to do so. You are so accustomed to be in the open air that you would soon pine if confined here, though indeed the air outside is but close and heavy compared with that at home. I have been speaking to Master Leroux while you have been away, and he tells me that a post goes once a week to Lille, and that he will send a letter for me to Sir Eustace under cover to a worthy trader of that town, who will forward it thence to Villeroy by a messenger. Therefore I shall write this morning; my lord will be pleased indeed to learn that we are so comfortably bestowed here, and that there is no cause for any uneasiness on his part.”
CHAPTER VIII. A RIOT
While Dame Margaret was speaking to Guy, one of the servitors came up with word that Count Charles d'Estournel was below desiring to speak with Master Guy Aylmer.
“Show the count up. Or no, you had best go down yourself to receive him, Guy. Pray him to come up with you; it will be more fitting.”
Guy at once went down.
“So this is my saviour of last night,” the count said gaily as Guy joined him. “I could scarce get a view of your face then, as the lamps give such a poor light, and I should hardly have known you again. Besides, you were wrapped up in your cloak. But you told me that you were an esquire, and I see that you carry a sword. I want to take you out to introduce you to some of my friends. Can you accompany me now?”
“I shall do so willingly, Count; but first will you allow me to present you to my lady mistress? She prayed me to bring you up to her apartments.”
“That shall I right willingly; those who were present yesterday speak of her as a noble lady.”
They went upstairs together.
“My lady, this is Count Charles d'Estournel, who desires me to present him to you.”
“I am glad to meet you, Sir Count,” Dame Margaret said, holding out her hand, which he raised to his lips, “seeing that my esquire, Master Guy Aylmer, was able to render you some slight service last night. This is my daughter Agnes, and my son Charles.”
“The service was by no means a slight one,” the young count said, returning a deep salute that Agnes and Charlie made to him, “unless indeed you consider that my life is a valueless one, for assuredly without his aid and that of your tall retainer, my father would have been childless this morning. I was indeed in sore plight when they arrived; my arm was tiring, and I could not have defended myself very much longer against such odds, and as I had exasperated them by killing two of their comrades, I should have received no mercy at their hands. In my surprise at being so suddenly attacked I even forgot to raise a shout for the watch, though it is hardly likely that they would have heard me had I done so; the lazy knaves are never on the spot when they are wanted. However, we gave the ruffians a lesson that those of them who escaped are not likely to forget readily, for out of the fourteen who attacked me we accounted for ten, of whom your retainer levelled no less than six with that staff of his, and I doubt whether any of the other four came off scatheless. I imagine that those levelled by your retainer got up and made off,—that is, if they recovered their senses before the watch came,—but I am sure that the other four will never steal pouch or cut throat in future. 'Tis a shame that these rascals are suffered to interfere with honest men, and it would be far better if the city authorities would turn their attention to ridding the streets of these pests instead of meddling with things that in no way concern them.”
“It would no doubt be much wiser,” Dame Margaret replied; “but since their betters are ever quarrelling among themselves, we can hardly wonder that the citizens do not attend to their own business.”
“No doubt you are right,” the young count said with a smile; “but it is the highest who set the bad example, and we their vassals cannot but follow them, though I myself would far rather draw my sword against the enemies of France than against my countrymen. But methinks,” and here he laughed, “the example of the wars that England has so often waged with Scotland might well cause you to take a lenient view of our misdoings.”
“I cannot gainsay you there, Sir Count, and truly those quarrels have caused more damage to England than your disputes between Burgundy and Orleans have, so far, inflicted on France; but you see I am a sufferer in the one case and not in the other. Even now I am ignorant why I have been brought here. There is a truce at present between England and France, and assuredly there are more English in the service of nobles of Burgundy than in those of Orleans, and at any rate I have seen no reason why there can at present be any doubt at all of the conduct of my lord, who has but lately defended his castle against the followers of Orleans.'“
“So I have heard, madame, and I know that there are some of my friends who think that Duke John has behaved hardly in the matter; but he seldom acts without reason, though it may not be always that one which he assigns for any action.” Then, changing the subject, he went on. “I have come to take Master Guy for a walk with me, and to introduce him to some of my friends. My father is absent at present, but on his return he will, I know, hasten to express his gratitude. I trust that you can spare your esquire to go out with me.”
“Certainly, so that he does but return in time to escort me for a walk through the streets this afternoon.”
“I will be sure to come back, madam,” Guy said. “You have but to say the hour at which you will start; but indeed I think that I shall probably be in to dinner at one.”
“I cannot see,” Guy said, when he had sallied out with the young count, “why they should have called upon Sir Eustace to furnish hostages. As the Duke of Burgundy has English archers in his pay, and France is at truce with England, there seems less reason than at other times to demand sureties of his loyalty, especially as he has shown
