'Keep my tally for me,' he said to myself; 'cut a notch for every man I slay'; and here," said Barthelemy, waving his staff, "is his first day's reckoning." Now I well saw what chance I had of bringing that devil to justice, for who would believe so strange a tale as mine against one so serviceable in the war?
Nor was D'Aulon here to speak for me, the enemy having taken him when they took the Maid.

Thinking thus, I groaned, and Barthelemy, fearing that he had wearied me, said farewell, and went out.
Every evening, after sunset, he would come in, and partly cheer me, by telling how hardily our people bore them, partly break my heart with fresh tidings of that devil, Brother Thomas.
"Things go not ill, had we but hope of succour," he said.

"The Duke's bastille is rising, indeed, and the Duke is building taudis {37} of oaken beams and earth, between the bastille and our boulevard.

The skill is to draw nearer us, and nearer, till he can mine beneath our feet.

Heard you any new noise of war this day ?" "I heard such a roar and clatter as never was in my ears, whether at Orleans or Paris." "And well you might! This convent is in the very line of the fire.