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him who had charge of them。  He was jack…fool enough to think that
with this leather pipe he could outshoot the best archer in
Christendom。  I lent him a cuff on the ear that laid him across
his foolish engine。〃

〃It is a fearsome thing;〃 said Nigel; who had stooped to examine
it。  〃We live in strange times when such things can be made。  It
is loosed by fire; is it not; which springs from the black dust?〃

〃By my hilt!  fair sir; I know not。  And yet I call to mind that
ere we fell out this foolish bombardman did say something of the
matter。  The fire…dust is within and so also is the ball。  Then
you take more dust from this iron box and place it in the hole at
the farther end…so。  It is now ready。  I have never seen one
fired; but I wot that this one could be fired now。〃

〃It makes a strange sound; archer; does it not?〃 said Nigel
wistfully。

〃So I have heard; fair sir … even as the bow twangs; so it also
has a sound when you loose it。〃

〃There is no one to hear; since we are alone upon the rampart; nor
can it do scathe; since it points to sea。  I pray you to loose it
and I will listen to the sound。〃  He bent over the bombard with an
attentive ear; while Aylward; stooping his earnest brown face over
the touch…hole; scraped away diligently with a flint and steel。  A
moment later both he and Nigel were seated some distance off upon
the ground while amid the roar of the discharge and the thick
cloud of smoke they had a vision of the long black snakelike
engine shooting back upon the recoil。  For a minute or more they
were struck motionless with astonishment while the reverberations
died away and the smoke wreaths curled slowly up to the blue
heavens。

〃Good lack!〃 cried Nigel at last; picking himself up and looking
round him。  〃Good lack; and Heaven be my aid!  I thank the Virgin
that all stands as it did before。  I thought that the castle had
fallen。〃

〃Such a bull's bellow I have never heard;〃 cried Aylward; rubbing
his injured limbs。  〃One could hear it from Frensham Pond to
Guildford Castle。  I would not touch one again … not for a hide of
the best land in Puttenham!〃

〃It may fare ill with your own hide; archer; if you do;〃 said an
angry voice behind them。  Chandos had stepped from the open door
of the corner turret and stood looking at them with a harsh gaze。
Presently; as the matter was made clear to him his face relaxed
into a smile。

〃Hasten to the warden; archer; and tell him how it befell。  You
will have the castle and the town in arms。  I know not what the
King may think of so sudden an alarm。  And you; Nigel; how in the
name of the saints came you to play the child like this?〃

〃I knew not its power; fair lord。〃

〃By my soul; Nigel; I think that none of us know its power。  I can
see the day when all that we delight in; the splendor and glory of
war; may all go down before that which beats through the plate of
steel as easily as the leathern jacket。  I have bestrode my
warhorse in my armor and have looked down at the sooty; smoky
bombardman beside me; and I have thought that perhaps I was the
last of the old and he the first of the new; that there would come
a time when he and his engines would sweep you and me and the rest
of us from the field。〃

〃But not yet; I trust; honored sir?〃

〃No; not yet; Nigel。  You are still in time to win your spurs even
as your fathers did。  How is your strength?〃

〃I am ready for any task; my good and honored lord。〃

〃It is well; for work awaits us … good work; pressing work; work
of peril and of honor。  Your eyes shine and your face flushes;
Nigel。  I live my own youth over again as I look at you。  Know
then that though there is truce with the French here; there is not
truce in Brittany where the houses of Blois and of Montfort still
struggle for the dukedom。  Half Brittany fights for one; and half
for the other。  The French have taken up the cause of Blois; and
we of Montfort; and it is such a war that many a great leader;
such as Sir Walter Manny; has first earned his name there。  Of
late the war has gone against us; and the bloody hands of the
Rohans; of Gaptooth Beaumanoir; of Oliver the Flesher and others
have been heavy upon our people。  The last tidings have been of
disaster; and the King's soul is dark with wrath for that his
friend and comrade Gilles de St。 Pol has been done to death in the
Castle of La Brohiniere。  He will send succors to the country; and
we go at their head。  How like you that; Nigel?〃

〃My honored lord; what could I ask for better?〃

〃Then have your harness ready; for we start within the week。  Our
path by land is blocked by the French; and we go by sea。  This
night the King gives a banquet ere he returns to England; and your
place is behind my chair。  Be in my chamber that you may help me
to dress; and so we will to the hall together。〃

With satin and with samite; with velvet and with fur; the noble
Chandos was dressed for the King's feast; and Nigel too had donned
his best silk jupon; faced with the five scarlet roses; that he
might wait upon him。  In the great hall of Calais Castle the
tables were set; a high table for the lords; a second one for the
less distinguished knights; and a third at which the squires might
feast when their masters were seated。

Never had Nigel in his simple life at Tilford pictured a scene of
such pomp and wondrous luxury。  The grim gray walls were covered
from ceiling to floor with priceless tapestry of Arras; where
hart; hounds and huntsmen circled the great hall with one long
living image of the chase。  Over the principal table drooped a
line of banners; and beneath them rows of emblazoned shields upon
the wall carried the arms of the high noblemen who sat beneath。
The red light of cressets and of torches burned upon the badges of
the great captains of England。  The lions and lilies shone over
the high dorseret chair in the center; and the same august device
marked with the cadency label indicated the seat of the Prince;
while glowing to right and to left were the long lines of noble
insignia; honored in peace and terrible in war。  There shone the
gold and sable of Manny; the engrailed cross of Suffolk; the red
chevron of Stafford; the scarlet and gold of Audley; the blue lion
rampant of the Percies; the silver swallows of Arundel; the red
roebuck of the Montacutes; the star of the de Veres; the silver
scallops of Russell; the purple lion of de Lacy; and the black
crosses of Clinton。

A friendly Squire at Nigel's elbow whispered the names of the
famous warriors beneath。  〃You are young Loring of Tilford; the
Squire of Chandos; are you not?〃 said he。  〃My name is Delves; and
I come from Doddington in Cheshire。  I am the Squire of Sir James
Audley; yonder round…backed man with the dark face and close…
cropped beard; who hath the Saracen head as a crest above him。〃

〃I have heard of him as a man of great valor;〃 said Nigel; gazing
at him with interest。

〃Indeed; you may well say so; Master Loring。  He is the bravest
knight in England; and in Christendom also; as I believe。  No man
hath done such deeds of valor。〃

Nigel looked at his new acquaintance with hope in his eyes。  〃You
speak as it becomes you to speak when you uphold your own master;〃
said he。  〃For the same reason; Master Delves; and in no spirit of
ill…will to you; it behooves me to tell you that he is not to be
compared in name or fame with the noble knight on whom I wait。
Should you hold otherwise; then surely we can debate the matter in
whatever way or time may please you best。〃

Delves smiled good…humoredly。  〃Nay; be not so hot;〃 said he。
〃Had you upheld any other knight; save perhaps Sir Walter Manny; I
had taken you at your word; and your master or mine would have had
place for a new Squire。  But indeed it is only truth that no
knight is second to Chandos; nor would I draw my sword to lower
his pride of place。  Ha; Sir James' cup is low!  I must see to
it!〃  He darted off; a flagon of Gascony in his hand。  〃The King
hath had good news to…night;〃 he continued when he returned。  〃I
have not seen him in so merry a mind since the night when we took
the Frenchmen and he laid his pearl chaplet upon the head of de
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