Richard put Jehane's hand into his and held the two together.
'God serve me as I shall serve you, Gilles, if any harm come of this,' he said shrewdly, with words that whistled in the air; and as Gilles looked him squarely in the face, Richard ran an eye over him.

Gilles was found honest.

Richard kissed Jehane on the forehead, and went out without a look back.

At the edge of the wood he found Gaston of Bearn sucking his fingers.
'There went by here,' said the gay youth, 'a black knight with a face of a raw meat colour, and the most villainous scowl ever you saw.

I consider him to be dead already.' 'I have given him something which should cure him of the scowl and justify his colour,' answered him the Count.