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I care naught for coat-armor, nor for pedigree, I, whose forbears were honest bourgeoisie of Lyons who scrupled not to give up all for conscience sake, while this man is neither Papist like his kinsfolk, nor Independent like these he lives among. And I care not for a red beard, nor for widowers, nor for men old enough to be my sire" "Nay, he is but six-and-thirty, maiden."
Then his eyes fell upon Nigel's roses. "You are a gentleman of coat-armor," he cried. "I surrender myself to you." "I will not take your surrender, you black villain," said Nigel. "Draw and defend yourself. Simon, give him your sword." "Nay, this is madness," said the blunt man-at-arms. "Why should I give the wasp a sting?" "Give it him, I say. I cannot kill him in cold blood."
Thou hast offered in his name some coat-armor, and a long lineage, and courage both ancestral and of his own person, and what else? I forget, but surely there was no love among these commodities. Didst drop it by the way, or did the captain forget to send it, John?"
I pray you, Alleyne, to give him greeting from me, and to ask him for his titles and coat-armor. It may be that I can relieve him of some vow, or perchance he hath a lady whom he would wish to advance." "Nay, my fair lord," said Alleyne, "these are not horses and a squire, but mules and a varlet. The man is a mercer, for he hath a great bundle beside him."
"On my word, sire," replied Chandos, with the utmost surprise upon his face, "it is my opinion that he is a Frenchman." "A Frenchman!" repeated Don Pedro. "And how can you tell that, my Lord Chandos, when he has neither coat-armor, crest, or blazonry?" "By his armor, sire, which is rounder at elbow and at shoulder than any of Bordeaux or of England.
"Edricson," quoth Sir Nigel, "you have young eyes, and mine are somewhat bedimmed. Should you chance to see a knight laugh, or smile, or even, look you, arch his brows, or purse his mouth, or in any way show surprise that I should uphold the Lady Mary, you will take particular note of his name, his coat-armor, and his lodging. Your glove, my life's desire!"
"My lords of England," said he, "knight bannerets, knights, squires, and all others here present of gentle birth and coat-armor, know that your dread and sovereign lord, Edward, King of England and of France, bids me give you greeting and commands you to come hither that he may have speech with you."
"Aylward," cried the voice, "I have seen just now a very worthy person come down the road, though my eyes could scarce discern whether he carried coat-armor. I pray you to wait upon him and tell him that a very humble knight of England abides here, so that if he be in need of advancement, or have any small vow upon his soul, or desire to exalt his lady, I may help him to accomplish it."
I am Raoul de la Roche Pierre de Bras, whose father writes himself Lord of Grosbois, a free vavasor of the noble Count of Toulouse, with the right of fossa and of furca, the high justice, the middle and the low." He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Englishman, you have saved my life as I would have saved yours, had I seen such yelping dogs set upon a man of blood and of coat-armor.
"Villain as he is, he is none the less a gentleman of coat-armor, and should die by some other weapon than thine." "As you will," said Aylward, with a clouded brow. "I have been told that in the late wars many a French prince and baron has not been too proud to take his death wound from an English yeoman's shaft, and that nobles of England have been glad enough to stand by and see it done."
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