"What, you would take service ?" he asked, in a Cumberland burr that I knew well, for indeed it came ready enough on my own tongue.
"Yea, by St.Cuthbert," I answered, "for on the Marches nothing stirs; moreover, I have slain a man, and fled my own country." With that he bade God damn his soul if I were not a good fellow, and so led me straight to the lodgings of the knight under whose colours he served.

To him I told the same tale, adding that I had heard late of his levying of his men, otherwise I had ridden to join him at his setting forth.
"You have seen war ?" he asked.
"Only a Warden's raid or twain, on the moss-trooping Scots of Liddesdale.
Branxholme I have seen in a blaze, and have faced fire at the Castle of the Hermitage." "You speak the tongue of the Northern parts," he said; "are you noble ?" "A poor cousin of the Storeys of Netherby," I answered, which was true enough; and when he questioned me about my kin, I showed him that I knew every name and scutcheon of the line, my mother having instructed me in all such lore of her family.

{38} "And wherefore come you here alone, and in such plight ?" "By reason of a sword-stroke at Stainishawbank Fair," I answered boldly.
"Faith, then, I see no cause why, as your will is so good, you should not soon have your bellyful of sword-strokes.

For, when once we have burned that limb of the devil, the Puzel" (for so the English call the Maid), "we shall shortly drive these forsworn dogs, the French, back beyond the Loire." I felt my face reddening at these ill words, so I stooped, as if to clear my spur of mire.
"Shortly shall she taste the tar-barrel," I answered, whereat he swore and laughed; then, calling a clerk, bade him write my indenture, as is the English manner.

Thus, thanks to my northern English tongue, for which I was sore beaten by the other boys when I was a boy myself, behold me a man-at-arms of King Henry, and so much of my enterprise was achieved.
I make no boast of valour, and indeed I greatly feared for my neck, both now and later.