He fled from the battle an hour ago with the King of France, but I who was doomed would not fly.

Oh, that I could find a priest to shrive me!" "Whither does he fly ?" asked Hugh again.
"I know not.

He said that if the battle went against us he would seek his castle in Italy, where Edward cannot reach him." "What armour did he wear ?" asked Dick.
"Mine, mine--a wolf upon his shield, a wolf's head for crest." Hugh reeled as though an arrow had passed through him.
"The wolf knight, Acour!" he groaned.

"And I spared his life." "A very foolish deed, for which you now pay the price," said Dick, as though to himself.
"We met in the battle and he told me," said de la Roche, speaking very slowly, for he grew weak.

"Yes, he told me and laughed.