In one of the fortresses there he is most likely to be confined." Leaving the capital they wandered up into the mountains for weeks, visiting one castle after another.

It was no easy matter in all cases to get so near to these prisons as to give a hope that their voice might be heard within, or an answer received without.

More than once crossbow bolts were shot at them from the walls when they did not obey the sentinel's challenge and move further away.

Generally, however, it was in the daytime that they sang.

Wandering carelessly up, they would sit down within earshot of the castle, open their wallets, and take out provisions from their store, and then, having eaten and drunk, Blondel would produce his lute and sing, as if for his own pleasure.