For ofttimes he does sink into a deep reverie; and disjointed words break from him, which tell me whither his thoughts have flown.
"At the first he did say to me, 'Let the girl go home; let us see if we hear more of her.

If this be but a phantasy on her part; if she has been fasting and praying and dreaming, till she knows not what is true and what is her own imagining, why, time will cure her of her fancies and follies.

If otherwise--well, we will see when the time comes.

To act in haste were to act with folly.' "And so he dismissed the matter, though, as I say, he doth not forget it, and I think never a day comes but he thinks on it." "And while the Lord waits, the English are active!" cried Sir Guy with a note of impatience in his voice.

"They are already threatening Orleans.