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"Do not thwart her, comrade," said big John. "She hath a proper
spirit for her years and cannot abide to be thwarted. It is
kindly and homely to me to hear her voice and to feel that she is
behind me. But I must leave you now, mother, for the way is
over-rough for your feet; but I will bring you back a silken
gown, if there be one in France or Spain, and I will bring Jinny
a silver penny; so good-bye to you, and God have you in His
keeping!" Whipping up the little woman, he lifted her lightly to
his lips, and then, taking his place in the ranks again, marched
on with the laughing Company.
"That was ever his way," she cried, appealing to Sir Nigel, who
reined up his horse and listened with the greatest courtesy. "He
would jog on his own road for all that I could do to change him.
First he must be a monk forsooth, and all because a wench was
wise enough to turn her back on him. Then he joins a rascally
crew and must needs trapse off to the wars, and me with no one to
bait the fire if I be out, or tend the cow if I be home. Yet I
have been a good mother to him.


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