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HOW THE MAID WON A NEW NAME.
"Entrez, entrez--de la part de Dieu--all is yours!" Thus spoke the Maid, as we rushed the tower of the boulevard, the English flying this way and that before us.

The Maid found herself face to face with the commander--that Sir William Glasdale, who had called her vile names a few days before, and had promised to burn her for a witch if once she fell into his hands.
But she had no ill words for him, as she saw him, sword in hand, seeking to make a last stand upon the drawbridge leading to Les Tourelles.
"Now yield you, Classidas," she said; "I bear you no ill will.

I have great pity for your soul.

Yield you, and all shall be well." But he would not listen; his face was black like a thundercloud, and with his picked bodyguard of men, he retreated backwards, sword in hand, upon the bridge, seeking to gain the other tower, not knowing its desperate condition, and hoping there to make a last stand.
But he was not destined to achieve his end.