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Gurdun followed his guide speechless; but the Archduke was very vexed, and declined to see him. 'I decide to be a villain, and he makes me a vain villain, said the great man. 'Bid him go to the devil. So then Gilles with head hanging came out of the gate, and Jehane leaped from her angle to confront him.
He neither sent for Countess Jehane, nor did she presume to seek him. Her women tell me that she prayed all night before a Christ in her bed-chamber; and well she might, with a queen's crown in fair view. In two or three days' time King Richard pressed out, very early, for Fontevrault. I went with him, and so did Hugh of Durham, the Bishop of Poictiers, and the Dauphin of Auvergne.
It made him testy. "Well, Gaucelm, well," he said; "on your two legs, my man, if you are to please me." "Lord King " Gaucelm began, then stopped. My lord bayed at him. "Oy Deus!" he said in our tongue, below his breath; and Jehane slid off his knee and on to her own.
And she, 'In a good hour, my lord. 'It is an accursed hour, he said; 'nothing but ill can come of it. 'Lord, said she, 'thou art vowed to this work. 'I know it very well, he replied; 'but a man does as he can. 'You, my King Richard, do as you will, said Jehane. So he kissed her and let her go.
Prayer sits well in women, and age-long watching: one imagines that Jehane never left the poop through those long white days, those burning nights; but could always be seen or felt, a still figure sitting apart, elbow on knee, chin in hand-like a Norn reading fate in the starred web of the night. Saincte Catherine, Vél
Instead, with eyes fixed in vacancy, and one hand upon her neck, she spoke her own purpose and lifted the talk to high matters. 'I touch not again your King and mine, O Queen. But I go to save him. 'Woman, said Berengère, 'do you dare tell me this? Are my miseries nothing to you? Have you not worked woe enough? Jehane suddenly threw her hair back, fell upon her knees, lifted her chin.
Which was done, and afterwards to most of the company then present to King Philip, to the Duke of Burgundy, to Henry Count of Champagne, Bertram Count of Roussillon, and Raymond Count of Toulouse; to many bishops; also to James d'Avesnes, William des Barres, and to Eustace Count of Saint-Pol, the brother of Countess Jehane. But Count John took no Cross, nor did Geoffrey the bastard of Anjou.
The Abbot of Poictiers said you were beautiful. Do you think yourself so? 'It is not my part to think of it, Madame, said Jehane, holding herself rather stiffly. 'You mean that you know it too well, said Berengère. 'I suppose it is true. You have a fine colour and a fine person but that is a woman's. Now look at me carefully, and say how you find me. Put your hand here, and here, and here.
The old King set up howling like a wolf in famine at this loss; what comforted him was that the fire had eaten up the southern door and disclosed the entry of the tower Jehane holding up a torch, and before her Gaston, Richard, and Bertram of Roussillon, their shields hiding their breasts.
"Jehane, what are you doing out here? You know I do not permit it that you speak with the visitors. Pardon her, monsieur, she is but a child." "A child?" The artist's brow is black as thunder. "She has wrecked a life, this child you speak of!" He strides past the amazed innkeeper, up the narrow flight of stairs, and down the passage to his room.
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