I too, lad, hope some day to see you a valiant knight, and have reasons that you wot not of, for my belief that it will be so.

No man rises to rank and fame any the less quickly because he thinks that bright eyes will grow brighter at his success." "But, Geoffrey, you are talking surely at random.

The Lady Edith Vernon is but a child; a very beautiful child," he added reverently, "and such that when she grows up, the bravest knight in England might be proud to win.

What folly for me, the son of a city bowyer, and as yet but an apprentice, to raise mine eyes so high!" "The higher one looks the higher one goes," the armourer said sententiously.

"You aspire some day to become a knight, you may well aspire also to win the hand of Mistress Edith Vernon.