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Updated: June 18, 2025
It was with the greatest interest that John de Brocas listened to the story brought home by the twin brothers after their visit to the woodman's hut. "And so ye twain are my cousins?" he said, looking from one face to the other with penetrating gaze. "I knew from the very first that ye were no common youths; and it was a stronger tie than that of Gascon blood that knit us one to the other.
Here and there are allusions, obvious at the time, now needing a scholiast, which have not in any of the reprints been explained. In their ride through the Balkans they talked of old Eton days. "We bullied Keate, and scoffed at Larrey Miller and Okes; we rode along loudly laughing, and talked to the grave Servian forest as though it were the Brocas clump."
By-and-by it became known that the Castle was crowded almost beyond its capacity for accommodation; and as much of the responsibility of seeing to the lodging of guests fell upon Sir John de Brocas, he gave up his house at Clewer for the time being for the use of some of the guests of humbler rank, his son John acting as host there; and to this house the Gaston brothers were asked, amongst many other youthful esquires of like degree.
Then who more fit than his own son to go forth now at once, by stealth if need be upon such a quest of peril and glory? nay, not for the glory that may or may not be ours but upon a mission of chivalrous service to the weak and helpless? This thing I purpose to do myself, together with some few chosen comrades. Brothers of Brocas, will ye go with me?"
"To say the truth, ma'am, I believe he be at the Brocas Arms, a- drowning of his fright if fright it were, with Master Harling's strong waters." "But this apparition, this shape or whatever it is? What put it into Master Philip's head? What has been heard of it?" Ralph looked unwilling.
He looked earnestly at Raymond, who understood him, and whispered the last prayers of the Church in his ear. A look of calm and peace fell upon that wild and rugged face; and drawing one sigh, and slightly turning himself towards his former foe, the old ruler of Saut fell asleep, and died with the two De Brocas brothers standing beside him. The face of the Prince was dark and grave.
But when I heard them speak of Raymond de Brocas when I knew that it was he, thy brother, of whom some such things were spoken then I felt that I should indeed go mad could I not save him from such fate." "What fate?" asked Gaston breathlessly; but she went on as though she had not heard. "I thought of thee as I had seen thee in the wood. I said in my heart, 'He is noble, he is brave.
Do they not keep even our name a secret from him, lest he should swoop down upon the mill with his armed retainers and carry us off thence so hates he the whole family that bears the name of De Brocas? What could we do against power such as his? I trow nothing. We should be but as pygmies before a giant." Gaston's face had darkened.
"They take thee for one Raymond de Brocas, who lays claim, in thine own or thy brother's person, to Basildene in England and Orthez and Saut in Gascony," answered the monk, who spoke slowly in English and in a strangely-muffled voice. "If thou be not he, say so, and prove it without loss of time; for evil is purposed to Raymond de Brocas, and it were a pity it should fall upon the wrong head."
Thou wert something too willing, my friend, to sell thy daughter for wealth; but fortune has been kind to her as well as to thee, and thou hast gained for her the wealth, and yet hast not sacrificed her brave young heart. Go to her now, and give her thy blessing, and tell her she may wed young Raymond de Brocas so soon as he comes to claim her hand." "Sanghurst dead!
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