I believe he had no after-thought; but she saw the dun smoke of the fires at Louviers, and knew they would make the night shudder again.

Yet her sweetness, patience, staid courtesy, humility, never failed her; out of the deep wells of her soul she drew them forth in a stream.

Richard adored.
'Queen Jehane, Queen Jehane!' he cried out, with his arms straightly round her--'Was ever man in the world blest so high since God said, "Behold thy mother"?
And so art thou mother to me, O bride.

Bride and queen as thou shalt be.' This was great invention.

She put her hand upon his head.