'Well it was,' said she, 'that I trusted not my life to a blade that breaks so easily,' and, in the next skirmish, she took a Burgundian with her own hands, and now wears his sword, which is a good cut and thrust piece.

But come," he cried, "if needs you must see the Maid, you have but to walk to the Paris gate, and so to the windmill hard by.

And your horse I will stable with our own, and for quarters, we living Scots men-at-arms fare as well as the dead kings of France, for to-night we lie in the chapel." I dismounted, and he gave me an embrace, and, holding me at arms'-length, laughed-- "You never were a tall man, Norman, but you look sound, and whole, and tough for your inches, like a Highlandman's dirk.

Now be off on your errand, and when it is done, look for me yonder at the sign of 'The Crane,'" pointing across the parvise to a tavern, "for I keep a word to tell in your lug that few wot of, and that it will joy you to hear.

To- morrow, lad, we go in foremost." And so, smiling, he took my horse and went his way, whistling, "Hey, tuttie, tattie!" Verily his was the gladdest face I had seen, and his words put some heart into me, whereas, of the rest save our own Scots, I liked neither what I saw, nor what I heard.
I had but to walk down the street, through elbowing throngs of grooms, pages, men-at-arms, and archers, till I found the Paris Gate, whence the windmill was plain to behold.