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According to the custom of the period, two of his principal and most favoured counsellors, D'Hymbercourt and De Comines, shared his bedchamber, couches being prepared for them near the bed of the prince.
"Why so, knave?" said Charles. "Because they belong to the Sieur D'Hymbercourt and De Comines, who are gone so far to fly their falcons, that they have forgot their supper. They who would rather look at a kite on the wing than a pheasant on the board, are of kin to the fool, and he should succeed to the stools, as a part of their movable estate."
My Lord of Burgundy, I demand the combat against this man who seeks my life by treachery and falsehood. I waive my rank for the sweet privilege of killing this liar." "My Lord Duke," I exclaimed, interrupting Max, "if my Lord d'Hymbercourt is in presence, I beg that I may have speech with him." Hymbercourt stepped to my side, and the duke signified permission to speak.
"Were it not that these self-sufficient Swiss need to be blooded, I would turn my army against France to-morrow," said the duke. "And have Bourbon and Lorraine upon Your Lordship's back from the east, Ghent rebelling in the north, and the Swiss pouring in from the south," interrupted Hymbercourt. "You are certainly right, my Lord d'Hymbercourt," replied Charles, sullenly.
Ah! my good people! here you are aiding me at last in tearing down the rights of lordship!" Then turning towards the Flemings: "Come, look at this, gentlemen. Is it not a fire which gloweth yonder?" The two men of Ghent drew near. "A great fire," said Guillaume Rym. "Oh!" exclaimed Coppenole, whose eyes suddenly flashed, "that reminds me of the burning of the house of the Seigneur d'Hymbercourt.
"My gracious lord," said De Comines, "as we were about to return hither from the forest, we met the Count of Crevecoeur " "How!" said the Duke, "already returned from Brabant? but he found all well there, doubtless?" "The Count himself will presently give your Grace an account of his news," said D'Hymbercourt, "which we have heard but imperfectly." "Body of me, where is the Count?" said the Duke.
D'Hymbercourt, Crevecoeur, and others of the Burgundian leaders, whose names were then the praise and dread of war, rushed devotedly into the conflict; and, while some commanders hastened to bring up more distant troops, to whom the panic had not extended, others threw themselves into the tumult, reanimated the instinct of discipline, and while the Duke toiled in the front, shouting, hacking, and hewing, like an ordinary man at arms, brought their men by degrees into array, and dismayed the assailants by the use of their artillery.
Max and I raised our caps and reined our horses toward the main road. As we approached, the ladies and one of the gentlemen resumed their journey toward Cambrai Gate, but the others awaited us. When we reached them we found, to our surprise, Duke Charles and my Lord d'Hymbercourt. "Ah, it is our unknown knight who was so eager to fight Count Calli," exclaimed the duke.
"If you remain here to-night, there will be no need to hang you in the morning. Our Italian friends have methods of their own that are simple and sure. But I will try to find a way to remove you before before the Italians have time to do their work. I will see my Lord d'Hymbercourt, and if the duke has not gone a-hunting, we will induce His Grace to order your removal to a place of safety."
Tell him of the trouble at the bridge, but say that Twonette, not I, was there. If Lord d'Hymbercourt cannot help us, I'll try another way if I die for it." Castleman found Hymbercourt and told him the whole story, substituting Twonette for Yolanda. "It is the work of that accursed Basso," said Hymbercourt, stroking his beard. "No villany is too black for him and his minions to do."
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