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A Monk of Fife

CHAPTER XVII--HOW ELLIOT LOST HER JACKANAPES
17/18

But, as Talbot said to the Duc d'Alencon, when they took him at Patay, "it is fortune of war." But, as day by day messengers came, their horses red with spurring, to the cross in the market-place of Tours, and as we that gathered round heard of some fresh victory, you may consider whether we rejoiced, feasted, filled the churches with our thanksgivings, and deemed that, in a few weeks, there would be no living Englishman on French soil.

And of all that were glad my lady was the happiest, for she had believed in the Maid from the very beginning, when her father mocked.

And a hard life she now led him with her sallies, day by day, as more and ever more glad tidings were brought, and we could hear Elliot singing through the house.
Yea, I found her once dancing in the garden all alone, a beautiful sight to look upon, as the sun fell on her and the shadow, she footing it as if to music, but the music was made by her own heart.

Leaning against an apple-tree, I watched her, who waved her hand to me, and still danced on; this was after we had heard the news of Beaugency.

As she so swayed and moved, dancing daintily, came a blast of a trumpet and a gay peal from the minster bells.


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