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To Sir Claude Latour and the White Company!"
"Sir Claude Latour and the White Company!" shouted the
travellers, draining off their goblets.
"Well quaffed, mes braves! It is for me to fill your cups again,
since you have drained them to my dear lads of the white jerkin.
Hola! mon ange, bring wine and ale. How runs the old stave?--
We'll drink all together
To the gray goose feather
And the land where the gray goose flew."
He roared out the catch in a harsh, unmusical voice, and ended
with a shout of laughter. "I trust that I am a better bowman
than a minstrel," said he.
"Methinks I have some remembrance of the lilt," remarked the
gleeman, running his fingers over the strings, "Hoping that it
will give thee no offence, most holy sir"--with a vicious snap at
Alleyne--"and with the kind permit of the company, I will even
venture upon it."
Many a time in the after days Alleyne Edricson seemed to see that
scene, for all that so many which were stranger and more stirring
were soon to crowd upon him.


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