The Welshmen are growing troublesome again, and Sir Edmund thinks that there may be tough work, on the Welsh marches, and has written to me for aid.
"With the king coming hither, there is a chance that the Earl of March, and myself, will open the war by harrying the Douglas's lands.

I can spare no great force, but even twenty tried men-at-arms would, no doubt, be welcome.

As the king is going to march into Scotland, there is no fear that there will be any serious invasion by the Scots, and therefore you can be spared for a while.

I think not that any of my knights would care to go in command of so small an array, but I thought that you might like to take it." "I shall be right glad to do so, my lord." "I shall send your nephew with you.

He is a shrewd and gallant young fellow, and I know he would far rather be taking part in active service, against the Welsh, than spending his time in idleness, here.
He has been too long used to a life on horseback to rest contented to be cooped up in a castle.