There was the Maid waiting also, calm and serene, and when she saw the thing which I carried in my hands, her face lighted; she took several steps forward, and bent her knee as she reverently took the sword, as though she received it from some Higher Power.
"It was even as she said ?" questioned the King, quickly.
"Even so, Sire; the sword of which no man knew aught, was lying buried beneath the high altar of St.Catherine's Church, in Fierbois." A murmur of surprise and gratification ran through the assembly.
But there was no surprise upon the Maid's face.
"Did you doubt, Sire ?" she asked, and he could not meet the glance of her clear eyes..