He, however, was at Tours with the French King, and got the news first.
It caught him in the wind, so to put it.

Alain, a Canon of Tours, came before him kneeling, and told him.

'Lord Christ, Alain, what shall we do ?' says he, as white as a cheese-cloth.

They fell talking of this or that, that might or might never be done, when in burst King Philip, Saint-Pol, Des Barres, and the purple-faced Duke of Burgundy.

King Philip ran up to John and clapped him on the back.
'King John! King John of England!' screamed the young man, like a witch in the air; then Burgundy began his grumble of thunder.
'I stand for you, by God.