To me, by the length and the look of it, I should judge this to be a verse from one of the Psalms." The bowman shook his head.

"It is scarce likely," he said, "that Sir Claude Latour should send me all the way across seas with nought more weighty than a psalm-verse.

You have clean overshot the butts this time, mon camarade.

Give it to the little one.

I will wager my feather-bed that he makes more sense of it." "Why, it is written in the French tongue," said Alleyne, "and in a right clerkly hand.