I stood and lifted my hat; then I sat down to the oars.

I saw King Louis' set courtly smile, and as our ways parted asunder, his to France, where he ruled, mine to England where I prayed nothing but a hiding-place, we sent into one another's eyes a long look as of men who have measured strength, and part each in his own pride, each in respect for the powers of his enemy.

In truth it was something to have played a winning hand with the Most Christian King.
With regret I watched him go; though I could not serve him in his affairs of love, I would gladly have fought for him in his wars.
We were alone now on the sea; dawn was breaking and the sky cleared till the cliffs were dimly visible behind us.

I pulled the boat round, and set her head for home.

Barbara sat in the stern, pale and still, exhausted by the efforts and emotion of the night.