Two days' maddening delight, two nights' biting of nails, miserable entreaty from Jehane, grown newly pinched and grey in the face, and he owned it.
He said to her the last night, 'When I saw you first, my Queen of Snows, in the tribune at Vezelay, when the knights rode by for the melee, the green light from your eyes shot me, and wounded I cried out, "That maid or none!"' She bowed her head; but he went on.

'When they throned you queen of them all because you were so proud and still, and had such a high untroubled head; and when your sleeve was in my helm, and my heart in your lap, and men fallen to my spear were sent to kneel before you--what caused your cheek to burn and your eyes to shine so bright ?' She hid her face.

'Homage of the knights! The love of me!' he cried; and then, 'Ah, Jehane of the Fair Girdle, when I took you from the pastures of Gisors, when I taught you love and learned from your young mouth what love might be, I was made man.

But now you ask me to become dog.' And he swore yet again he could never leave her.

But she smiled proudly, being in pain.