The west gate will be opened for us to ride forth at six." Philip had every reason to be satisfied with the conduct of his new servant.

In the town, as at Laville, Pierre behaved circumspectly and quietly; assuming a grave countenance in accordance with his surroundings, keeping his arms and armour brightly polished, and waiting at table as orderly as if he had been used to nothing else all his life.
"I am glad to hear it, sir," Pierre said, when Philip informed him that they would start on the following morning.

"I love not towns; and here, where there is nought to do but to polish your armour, and stand behind your chair at dinner, the time goes mighty heavily." "You will have no cause to grumble on that account, Pierre, I fancy, for your ride will be a long one.

I do not expect we shall often have a roof over our heads." "All the better, sir, so long as the ride finishes before the cold weather sets in.

Fond as I am of sleeping with the stars over me; I own that, when the snow is on the ground, I prefer a roof over my head." At six o'clock the party started.