I would you had left at least one or two dead upon the spot.

Had we been together--" He clenched his hands for a moment, but then laughed a little, and said in a whisper--"But no matter, Paul; they all say that you played the hero, and I will not envy you for it.

We shall be men one day, and then I shall come and claim your promise.

You will be my faithful esquire, and I will be your liege lord.
Together we will roam the world in search of adventure, and well I know that we shall meet with such as will not disgrace the royal house of the Plantagenet." The child's eyes flashed, and an answering spark was kindled in the breast of the hardy little Paul.

He put his hand within that of the prince, and cried loud enough to be heard by those who stood by: "Dear my lord, I will serve you to the death.