But of these two men the one is Sir Hugh Calverley, and the other is Sir Robert Knolles." Sir Nigel and Sir Oliver craned their necks to have the clearer view of these famous warriors, the one a chosen leader of free companies, the other a man who by his fierce valor and energy had raised himself from the lowest ranks until he was second only to Chandos himself in the esteem of the army.
"He hath no light hand in war, hath Sir Robert," said Chandos.

"If he passes through a country you may tell it for some years to come.

I have heard that in the north it is still the use to call a house which hath but the two gable ends left, without walls or roof, a Knolles' mitre." "I have often heard of him," said Nigel, "and I have hoped to be so far honored as to run a course with him.

But hark, Sir John, what is amiss with the prince ?" Whilst Chandos had been conversing with the two knights a continuous stream of suitors had been ushered in, adventurers seeking to sell their swords and merchants clamoring over some grievance, a ship detained for the carriage of troops, or a tun of sweet wine which had the bottom knocked out by a troop of thirsty archers.

A few words from the prince disposed of each case, and, if the applicant liked not the judgment, a quick glance from the prince's dark eyes sent him to the door with the grievance all gone out of him.