'Let me go.' He put her down at once, between himself and Gurdun.

Gurdun went to take up her hand again, but at a look from Richard forbore.

The Count went on with his interrogatories, outwardly as calm as a field of snow.
'In whose name art thou promised to this knight, Jehane?
In thy brother's ?' 'No, lord.

In my own.' 'Am I nothing ?' She began to cry.
'Oh, oh!' she wailed, 'You are everything, everything in the world.' He turned away from her, and stood facing the altar, with folded arms, considering.

Gilles had the wit to be silent; the girl fought for breath.