And if the city does not dower you, my girl----" "The city shall dower her!" The speaker's voice came from somewhere in the neighbourhood of the doorway, and was something tremulous and uncertain.

But what it lacked in strength it made up in haste and eagerness.

"The city shall dower her! If not, I will!" "Good, Messer Blondel, and spoken like you!" Blandano answered heartily.
And though one or two of the foremost, on hearing Blondel's voice, looked askance at one another, and here and there a whisper passed of "The Syndic of the guard?
How came----" the majority drowned such murmurings under a chorus of applause.
"We are of one mind, I think!" Baudichon said.

And with that he turned to the door.

"Now, good friends," he continued, "it wants but little of daylight, and some of us were best in our beds.