DEMEANED HIMSELF TO TAKE SERVICE Not seemly, was it, that I should expect these kind people, even though they were of my own country, to do more for me than they had already done.

So, when I had eaten and drunk, I made my obeisance as if I would be trudging towards Chinon, adding many thanks, as well I might.
"Nay, countryman," said the man, "for all that I can see, you may as well bide a while with us; for, indeed, with leave of my graceless maid, I think we may even end our wild-goose chase here and get us back to the town." Seeing me marvel, perhaps, that any should have ridden some four miles or five, and yet speak of returning, he looked at the girl, who was playing with the jackanapes, and who smiled at him as he spoke.

"You must know," said he, "that though I am the father of your Fairy Queen, I am also one of the gracious Princess's obedient subjects.

No mother has she, poor wench," he added, in a lower voice; "and faith, we men must always obey some woman--as it seems now that the King himself must soon do and all his captains." "You speak," I said, "of the gracious Queen of Sicily and Jerusalem ?"--a lady who was thought to be of much avail, as was but right, in the counsels of her son-in-law, the Dauphin, he having married her gentle daughter.
"Ay; Queen Yolande is far ben {7} with the King--would he had no worse counsellors!" said he, smiling; "but I speak of a far more potent sovereign, if all that she tells of herself be true.

You have heard, or belike you have not heard, of the famed Pucelle--so she calls herself, I hope not without a warranty--the Lorrainer peasant lass, who is to drive the English into the sea, so she gives us all fair warning ?" "Never a word have I heard, or never marked so senseless a bruit if I heard it; she must be some moon-struck wench, and in her wits wandering." "Moon-struck, or sun-struck, or saint-struck, she will strike down our ancient enemy of England, and show you men how it is not wine and wickedness that make good soldiers!" cried the girl whom he called Elliot, her face rose-red with anger; and from her eyes two blue rays of light shot straight to mine, so that I believe my face waxed wan, the blood flying to my heart.
"Listen to her! look at her!" said her father, jestingly.