They were well beyond Oise ere they saw in the bottom of a grassy vale a little knot of men.
"I make out six," said Champernoun, who had a falcon's eye.

"Two priests and four men-at-arms.

Reasonable odds, such as I love.

Faith, that monk travels fast!" "I do not think there will be much fighting," said Gaspard.
Twenty minutes later they rode abreast of the party, which at first had wheeled round on guard, and then had resumed its course at the sight of the white armlets.

It was as Champernoun had said.