It was when I served under Sir Robert Knolles, before the days of the Company; and we came by good plunder at the sacking of it.

I had myself a great silver bowl, with two goblets, and a plastron of Spanish steel.

Pasques Dieu! there are some fine women over yonder! Mort de ma vie! see to that one in the doorway! I will go speak to her.

But whom have we here ?" "Is there an archer here hight Sam Aylward ?" asked a gaunt man-at-arms, clanking up to them across the courtyard.
"My name, friend," quoth the bowman.
"Then sure I have no need to tell thee mine," said the other.
"By the rood! if it is not Black Simon of Norwich!" cried Aylward.

"A mon coeur, camarade, a mon coeur! Ah, but I am blithe to see thee!" The two fell upon each other and hugged like bears.
"And where from, old blood and bones ?" asked the bowman.
"I am in service here.