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When our old Dijon friend, Jean Sans-Peur, came this way in 1417, he took care to place a garrison of several hundred men at Azay.
It would be well worth stopping over night at Dijon if only to see the magnificent tombs of these bold and unscrupulous old warriors and politicians. Jean Sans-Peur planned and accomplished the assassination of Louis d'Orléans and was himself overtaken by the assassin a few years later. The tomb of the boldest and bravest of them all, Charles le Téméraire, you may remember, we saw at Bruges.
Turning where the Norman stood, a silent witness of the scene, the chief beckoned to him. "A while ago, Robert Sans-Peur, I had it in my mind to run a sword through you," he said, dryly. "But I have since bethought myself that you are a guest on my hands; and also that it is right to take your French breeding into account.
The ground ought to be measurably sacred by this time, one would think. One portion of this noble old edifice is suggestive of the quaint fashions of ancient times. It was built by Jean Sans-Peur, Duke of Burgundy, to set his conscience at rest he had assassinated the Duke of Orleans. Alas!
Sigurd had caught his friend by his cloak and was pleading with him in a passionate undertone, growing more and more desperate at each resolute shake of the black head. The instant Leif resumed his seat, the Fearless One wrenched himself free and strode forward. Rolf strove to bar his way, but Robert Sans-Peur evaded him also, and took up his stand before the bench under the maple-tree.
Straightening in his saddle, he looked at the Norman for a moment with eyes that were more keen than courteous. "He would be liable to disaster who should try to put a trick upon Leif Ericsson," the thrall-born whispered. Robert Sans-Peur was in no wise disconcerted.
I invite the Norman to sit with me, while he drinks his ale and tells me what lies heavy on his mind." It was with more embarrassment than gratification that Robert Sans-Peur responded to this invitation. "It may well be that my head is drowsy because I have had too much ale," he made excuse, as he took his seat.
We perceive a platform at the top of the tower, surrounded by an iron railing, from whence is a view of the whole town. Above is a dome, surmounted by a small steeple. About the middle of the Xth century, Richard Ist, surnamed Sans-Peur, and third duke of Normandy, caused a palace to be erected on the Seine, which consisted of a large tower and served at the same time as a defence to the town.
The dukes Richard I and Richard II followed the example of Rollo, and continued the restoration of the abbey. Such was the reputation of this monastery, that the emperor Otho, who had laid siege to the town during the reign of Richard Ist, surnamed Sans-Peur, demanded a safe conduct to come and perform his devotions at Saint-Ouen.
Then the tone of Leif's voice became so frankly friendly that Helga's beautiful head was raised as a drooping flower's by the soft spring rain. "Already you have heard your sentence. The fair words I spoke to Robert the Norman I spoke also to Alwin of England. When I promised wealth and friendship and honor to Robert Sans-Peur, I promised them also to you.
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