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"May the blessed George and the memory of my sweet lady-love
raise high my heart!" quoth he. "And as a token I vow that I
will not take this patch from my eye until I have seen something
of this country of Spain, and done such a small deed as it lies
in me to do. And this I swear upon the cross of my sword and
upon the glove of my lady."
"In truth, you take me back twenty years, Nigel," quoth Sir
Oliver, as they mounted and rode slowly through the water-gate.
"After Cadsand, I deem that the French thought that we were an
army of the blind, for there was scarce a man who had not closed
an eye for the greater love and honor of his lady. Yet it goes
hard with you that you should darken one side, when with both
open you can scarce tell a horse from a mule. In truth, friend,
I think that you step over the line of reason in this matter."
"Sir Oliver Buttesthorn," said the little knight shortly, "I
would have you to understand that, blind as I am, I can yet see
the path of honor very clearly, and that that is the road upon
which I do not crave another man's guidance.


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